NotQuiteSet

I'm a wife, a mother, a smart ass, an enigma, a nerd, an artist. A sci-fi fan, a live music lover. I take pictures and write random thoughts. I have been in love, I have despised. I am trusting to the point of stupidity, and stubborn beyond belief. I like to party, I like to chill, I am versatile, I am flexible. I like cartoons, I play video games, card games, board games. I avoid mind games. I'm feisty, lippy, sassy, quiet. I love my husband, my baby, my cats. I love my glasses, trains, art, music, dancing, drinking, eating, reading, drawing. I have a favorite pair of boots, I name my vehicles, I love commas. Trade size paperbacks, Jameson, and coffee. I like to climb, I like telling stories, just not all of them. I love my family though we see each other rarely. I often over think. I don't sleep when unhappy. I hate doing laundry. I love taking care of people but hate to have to rely on them. Chicago, Balintoy, Uptown, St. Paul, the Balcony, the Mill, Red Dragon, French Meadow, Caffeto, Bettys, Bread and Chocolate, Quangs, Bulldog, CC Club. West River Parkway, all of the lakes, downtown, uptown. Easy to confide in, tougher to confide. Red headed, bull headed, working on clear headed. I laugh...a lot...I want good things. I surprise people. I have another side. I want the best for everybody. I am understanding. I care a lot. I can be mean, I can hold a grudge, I cave when apologized too. I am always in flux. My accent changes, I call people by the name that fits them in my head. My friends are more important to me than they can even imagine. Motorcycles, campfires, blankets, blueberries. I need people. People that remember. People that have passion. There is a lot about me that I don't even know yet, but I love finding out. I walk, I bus, I skip on occasion. I love lap time, robe time, coffee and ice cream time. Time with my family, time with myself, time with the gang. Ping pong dance parties, walking in the snow, serenade baths, dinner parties. I've been through a great deal in the past. Now I find myself where I feel I am supposed to be. It's funny where the road map will lead you, bumps, detours, flat tires, scenic routes, truck stops, and explosions. I feel like everything that has happened in my life had to. I wouldn't change a thing. These are some of the things that come to mind when trying to describe myself, I imagine I am leaving a lot out.