Introduce myself? Okay.

When I was a kid, we moved around a lot. I mean, a LOT. (I attended three different high schools, for the love of Mike.) And each time we moved, I had that feeling that I was about half a can of hairspray away from being a complete dork. (What? I was an 80s kid -- big hair = big cool.)

Since the Internet came along, I worry less about my physical appearance, but I still get that exact same twist in my stomach. Except instead of being half a can of hairspray away from being a pariah, I'm two misspelled words and a comma-that-should-have-been-a-semicolon away from it.

So. I'm Steph. I'm 30-something. I'm married with 3 kids and miscellaneous pets. Please ignore the fact that my hair isn't big, and I still don't know the right way to use a semicolon. I promise I'm a fun girl anyway.