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WHAT and WHO am I? Like all of the rest of you, I am the bi-product of a sexual encounter. I am not as old as you may think, but not as young as I want to be. Getting old sucks and I am (slightly) vain. A bad mix! I can do almost anything, but I hate screwing with plumbing and electricity (I'll do it if I have to) and I hate wobbly ladders. Oh, yeah, though I am also a damn good cook, I can't knit or crochet. I have more tools than most of the guys in my neighborhood and I know how to use them! I am the family (which includes friends) handy-mam and have no respect for anyone who is intimidated by that. So be it. I am what I am, and they DID break my mold!.................................. JUNE 28, 2009. I am sure everyone is tired of the same old story so I will add to it. The above is what I am, but who I am is so very complex. No, we are not all complex! Some of you are quite simply easy to figure out and believe me I have met many kinds of people. Sorry about that guys and gals! Who am I? Ah, yes, a few of you know. I am not, nor was I ever was just one personality. Scary when I was young. Interesting now. Some times, even fun, but mostly, it has gotten me into a lot of trouble. I am not bi-polar, but because of certain events in my childhood, have been able to separate myself into different personalities when the occasion has arisen. To be sure, it has made my life interesting. It was how I able to help others, when they would listen. How I was capable of learning how to do so many different things (except for the crochet and knitting thing). and not let others take advantage of me. Can you change a O2 sensor? Do you even know what it is. Nah, you'll pay someone over a hundred bucks to change out a $24.00 part. I won't! Did it two weeks ago. Anyway, that is what I mean. It has also helped me to read people. Damn, people hate when you do that and that's when I get into trouble. Well, once again, I say, get over it. There are a lot of "us" out there, to bad you can't accept what we offer. The right way and the hard way are not always the same, but.... sometimes they are. ENOUGH.