Chel

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People - all people. Have a brain? Apply within.

You want to know more about me? Then why don’t you ask! I am a lesbian and I am a mother. Okay, I repeat I AM A LESBIAN. Sorry that was for those people who browse through here and apparently miss it even though it is everywhere on my profile. And on that note…

DISCLAIMER: To all the men I have never loved before... do not message me - do not send me mail - do not tell me I am an angel from heaven - do not tell me I am your soul mate. Unless you are a boi packing a silicone dick or you already know me, I really do not want to talk to you. I don't need to find a good man in my life - I already have a son who fits that description. Gay men can be exception to this disclaimer and straight men who have a brain and can just be friends without wanting to watch or join in. So if you are a man - leave me alone! /end DISCLAIMER

Other things about me… I have passions… they include, but are not limited to Tinkerbell, religion, philosophy and politics. I am a radical activist, vegetarian and a granola femme. Please, don’t try and change me, because it just isn’t going to happen. I am pierced and inked and I enjoy both arts greatly. My son is my life and so are my animals. I am a loyal friend and I enjoy being able to talk to someone who can carry on a conversation for hours on end. I am creative and crafty and a sponge for learning. I am a techie so, I still have a brain and use it quite often. So, if this has not scared you away and you still want to know more, drop me a line and I would be happy to chat!

*** Look - New Tink!!! Thanks Crystal for finding these! ***

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M Misunderstood
I Intense
C Cuddly
H Hot
E Elitist
L Little
L Luscious
E Easy
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My Babies:
Matthew – my Emo son
Jagger – our 4 yr old Toy Rat Terrier (we think he might be Fox Terrier though … so the verdict is still out)
Pita – our 1 yr old Severe Macaw
Hermes, Chester and Link – my cats I no longer have but miss dearly
Not Pictured – Mortimer and Fish Lips, our Carnival Goldfish

Heroes:

My mother is my hero for getting the hell off of this plane when she did. My mom was a great person. She loved us very much and was there every day. She died when I was 9 years old and my brother was 6. People tell me I look like her and sound like her. My favorite memory would be her brushing my hair when I would come out of the bath. Also the songs she used to sing to me, Can't Smile Without You, Michelle, and Seasons in the Sun. Here is a letter a friend of hers from high school sent me:
Dear Michelle,
I knew your mother. We used to sit in study hall together and sometimes had lunch together. I did not know her well, but she was a very quiet and considerate person. She had ash blonde hair just above shoulder length with long bangs. I can remember being surprised at how passionate she was about her appearance. She didn't wear much makeup at the time, but she had serious plans to become a knock-out. I was impressed with her determination. She had already achieved the figure she wanted (but never flaunted) and was planning to move on to haircolouring etc as soon as she finished high school. I always visualized her tossing aside the very plain and dull clothes she wore in high school for gorgeous and provocative splendor. I was convinced she was a sleeping Marilyn Monroe!
Hearing of her death so many years ago makes me very sad. Now that I am older I can see that her gentleness and her pinning all her hopes on the future might have made her vulnerable to disappointment.
My biggest memories of her personality are respect for her ability to sense and consider other people's feelings (I was more like a bull in a china shop at that point) her sense of humour about the nonsense of our high school's rather irrational administration, and our mutual commiserations about whether or not we would ever have dates, much less boyfriends before we were 50.
I do envy her that she managed to have you. Children have eluded me but eventually I did have boyfriends and husbands. Maybe the rather schizophrenic desperation of our era to define ourselves in terms of both our desirability to men and our ability to slay dragons and change the world was a bit overwhelming to many of us.
Your mom started out to be a lovely woman, and I'll bet she would have made a great grandma if she had gotten past the middle bit. I am very sorry that she didn't.
In memory of Sheila Deborah (Hughett) Theve
May 6, 1951 - July 4, 1981
I miss you mom!