When I was married to the Evil Stepfather, Wild Child had an other stepbrother. (His father has provided one who has been more consistent ( Read more... )

I was named for my grandmother, the one that taught me that bourbon and Cheez Doodles go together. She was called "Kate" and when she signed her full name toward the end of her life, she wrote "Kate Teasley Dowlen", completely losing the Katherine ( Read more... )

When I lived in Charleston, SC, the daily paper had a crossword that I could usually finish by myself. Sunday was significantly harder. And I liked that ( Read more... )

* If you went back to age 19, would you make the same choice of college major/career again? Why/why not?

I have enjoyed my work.  I like what I know from having done it.  There are parts of it I don't love, but generally speaking, though I stumbled into it by accident, it suits me.

* If you would not make the same choice, what field/major/ ( Read more... )

What's your constant thing that you always mess with? Has it changed? If it has, what ended the old thing and started the new thing? What draws you to your thing ( Read more... )

When I was little, we had a stereo that one of those pieces of furniture with a turntable and a storage area for the albums. My dad had Johnny Cash's Ring of Fire album. My mom had a Herb Alpert collection. There was a soundtrack to Fantasia. And I had a record, too. There may have been other stuff, but that's what I remember ( Read more... )

( Controling chocolate... )

I hate it when people ask me where I'm from ( Read more... )

When I was a freshman in high school, I finished Algebra 1 with a D. I had a C at Xmas break, but our teacher had a stroke over the holiday and we got a new teacher for the rest of the year. She had just graduated from college with a degree in math and had no real teaching experience. We were awful to her and she couldn't each us anything ( Read more... )

I promised ymasen I would tell her about my mother and the artichokes.

When I was 14 or 15, a frequent habit in my family was to go to church on Sunday and then have our big meal, usually in the dining room instead of the breakfast nook off the kitchen. It wasn't always a huge feast that my mother had spent hours over, just the biggest meal that was ( Read more... )