So about me...
After a fairy-tale romance, I married my Prince Charming. The only way I know we're still in the real world is that 1) we live in Oklahoma, 2) we still have to work and 3) I don't have a Porsche (yet). While it's true that there's no knight in shining armor, he comes pretty darn close.
I'm a native Texan temporarily exiled to Oklahoma. While I get tired of hearing "Boomer Sooner", it makes me happy that logic dictates that somewhere in Austin, some Oklahoman cringes every time they hear "The Eyes of Texas".
I love pizza, chocolate, peanut butter and Big Red. In no particular order.
I really don't like two-faced people. But then everyone says that, right? So I guess I don't like people who don't know what they like. I don't suffer fools lightly and I don't have time to waste on someone else's indecision. Life is too short for me to wait on you to make your choice.
We have two dogs who are becoming minor Internet celebrities. Roxie is a Belgian Malinois that brings a whole new meaning to clingy, and Rio is a Siberian Husky that, despite having three champion bloodlines, more closely resembles a wolf than a dog. They provide us hours of entertainment and amusement.
I have a history degree, but I'm horrible with dates. Seriously, I'm not just saying that. To this day, I still can't tell you when the Magna Carta was signed. And that's supposed to be kind of important.
Luckily, my job doesn't require my degree (well, it does in a way...not my specific degree, mind you, but that's really neither here nor there at this point...I digress). In fact, I'm not too sure anything requires a history degree. Maybe if I were teaching history...but, nah. As long as you're a decent football coach, you can teach history.
I like football (just not Tony Romo anymore), baseball (Tom Hicks breaks my heart every year with his ridiculous roster...no, seriously, I think we take the field and the Devil Rays laugh at us), hockey (Turco is THE man aside from Jer), and basically anything else that requires skill, competitiveness and score-keeping. What, there are two kids throwing rocks at each other in the street? I am so there.
Life goals: 1) write the next great American novel, 2) own a baseball team, 3) be a space pirate and 4) get my dogs to listen to me.
Hey, I'll settle for one out of four.
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