About Me

Hi! Welcome to my little corner of blog land... I'm guessing you're here because you want to know a little more about me. I'm not usually all that keen on waxing lyrical about myself, but I guess I can be coerced into sharing a little about myself if you have cookies.

Do you have cookies? No? Well, I guess I can still share anyway, just remember to bring cookies next time... oatmeal raisin are my favorite ;o)

Where to begin? Hmm... well, I'm a thirty-something transplant from the UK living in Parker, Colorado with my super wicked awesome fiancĂ©, Kevin and our horde of six (yes, you read that right, six!) cats aka the Hungering Turds (you know, as opposed to the Thundering Herd... err... yeah, nevermind. Moving along.) 

Yup that's me. Nuff said.

My wicked awesome fiancĂ©, Kevin. Damn, he's a sexy beast :o)

Severus aka Sev, Sevy, Big Boy and Satan's cat. Trust me, he's more than earned that particular moniker. Turd.

Lucius aka Luce, Luci, Loosey Goosey and "The Normal One"... which is saying something seeing as he has a crooked tail and a broken "squeaker"

Silas aka Sili, Si, Fluffer Nutter and Nekkid Butt (when he's  had a haircut)

Viktor aka Monkey, Little Monkey, Baby Boy and Toothless (pronounced "Toofwess", of course)

Sammy aka Sa-Sa and Princess. She's the only girl of the whole bunch, but don't feel bad for her... she's tougher than all the boys put together. They're wimps.

We've also got another boy kitty named Merlin that I haven't snapped a picture of yet. He's a 17-year-old Siamese who slowly creeps his way around the house "talking" to anyone and everyone who will listen, whether by choice or not (if you've ever encountered a Siamese you know what I mean). He's earned himself a couple nicknames too - Murple, Murpy, The Crypt Keeper and Creeper. 

I've lived in the US since I was 13 and have been thoroughly assimilated, so most people have no idea I'm a Brit, except of course when Kevin likes to point out that I'm one of those weird fehrrenerrrs. That's "foreigners" for anyone who needs a translation. Sometimes I think he needs to come with an owners/operators manual.

I'm lucky enough to work with my honey at a software company in the telecommunications industry, but as we're in different departments we generally don't want to throttle each other by the end of the day. He does something super techy and complicated, and I work in marketing, or as I usually tell people "I make stuff look cool". 

I've been artistic for as long as I can remember, and my Mum and Dad always encouraged me to express my creativity in any way I liked, and Kevin has continued that tradition as well. While on one hand it's awesome to have super supportive folks around you, on the other it has led to me having what Kevin likes to call "creative ADD". 

Generally speaking as long as I am creating something I'm happy, whether it's baking cakes and cookies (I sold cookies to my coworkers for a while a couple years ago and had dreams of opening a bakery, until it became apparent how time-consuming and expensive it was), making jewelry, sewing clothes and costumes, quilting, drawing, writing, graphic design, website design, photography. You name it, I've probably tried it. I tend to go through periods of time when I am consumed by a particular interest and will do it non-stop for a while until I completely burn myself out on it or become so frustrated with it all that I can't stand to do it anymore. And then I move onto the next thing. Kevin tends to have the same problem, though unlike me his obsessions generally stay in the theoretical scope of things and don't entail spending lots of money. 

So far the quilting thing seems to have not fallen prey to my usual cycle of obsession and ensuing frustration, and I'm keeping my fingers crossed that it stays that way. 

Well, that's enough about me for now I think...

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