I'm a jack of all trades and master of nothing: I play the piano, play the guitar, crochet, knit, write, cook, bake, decorate, craft, can, photography, etc. I’m just ok at a lot of things. One thing I'm fab at? I read voraciously. I love children's lit (and classics and surprisingly fantasy and . . . you get the picture) and have a goal to read all Newbery Medals. I love kids. When I was a teenager the neighborhood kids would knock on my door and ask if I could play and I go jump on the tramp with them. I am the 4th of 7 children. I have 4 brothers and 2 sisters, and my dad is a sports play-by-play announcer - suffice it to say I was predestined to be a sports nut. Growing up I loved Kirby Puckett, Duke, Barry Sanders, and Reggie Miller. I cried when Reggie retired. You should see my baseball card collection :-) it helped my land my husband! I played basketball all growing up thru HS, track and cross country in junior high, and golf in HS. I went to Ricks, and ended up graduating with a BA in Accounting from BYUI. We've lived in Las Vegas and Iowa and loved both places. Ellie's an IVF baby, my balm of Gilead. I've been married 10 years - and time has literally FLOWN by. I want to travel - and I love living new places and experiencing new things. Life is to be discovered and for some reason Heavenly Father blessed me with a wanderer's soul. I can't stand the thought of staying one place for too long. I'm a Mormon, and no that doesn't mean I have to love Glenn Beck. I love politics and economics. I would call myself a centrist/moderate conservative.
Bleh, that's more than I think most of you wanted to know - but if you'd like to know more, I have a separate blog post titled "100 Things About Me" that you could peruse at your own enjoyment.
p.s. For some reason I'm obnoxious on the Internet but actually rather sweet in real life. I don't know why the Internets do that to me, but they do. So I just wanted to forewarn you to take what you read with a grain of salt, because I might be trying to be sarcastic or funny or most likely just not saying what I mean (which if you ask my husband, happens more times than I'd like to admit).