I’m a 42 year old sassy-assed Latina, married, and have 2 kids, 24 (m) and 16 (f), (though EVERYONE says I couldn’t possibly have a 24 year old son). When I’m not feeding my Facebook and coffee addiction, I like to read, give advice and cook. We have one pet, Chip, the most neurotic cat on the planet.
I’m very talented at procrastination, leaving everything for the last minute then kicking myself for doing this to myself every time. Poor customer service and bad personal hygiene really get on my nerves, as do ignorant people, being ignored and getting dragged out of bed before noon. I have a terrible tendancy to be cranky, hostile and blurt things I should keep to myself in public and I’m quite surprised I haven’t been punched in the mouth yet.
In June 2011 I suffered a subarachnoid, ruptured, cerebral aneurysm, and it pretty much almost killed me. I survived, not only overcoming the threat of strokes, but miraculously, I was Facebooking from my NICU hospital bed a day after my craniotomy to clip the ruptured artery in my head. So technically, FB saved my life. I was sitting up doing search a word puzzles and planning a book with the nurses entitled “The Aneurysm Diet: How to lose 40 pounds and get a whole in your hole in your head or die trying!” Someday, I may just finish and publish it.
These days I’m not letting stress get to me, finding my escape in writing and sounding off and letting it all out.