I look like this:
Just kidding. I looked like that 21 years ago.
Rockin’ it since ’91. (This is my creative way of telling you how old I am; if you are as good at math as I am you’ve figured out that I’m 32. Nice work.)
Actually, I look like this:
Aren’t I young looking for 32?
I’m the one without the 5 o’clock shadow. The one with the 5 o’clock shadow is my fiance. I call him Jeff. Because that’s his name.
I used to call him the Boyfriend, but then he became the Fiance, and I decided that A) that’s much too fancy of a blog name for a guy who mows the lawn with a smallish golden retriever on his lap (really) and B) I can never remember where the accents go so that is just too complicated.
This is the smallish golden retriever:
Her name is Rue. She enjoys sleeping under the trampoline and chewing on plastic water bottles.
Want to know more about me?
When no one is watching I have dance parties in my car, and in the summer I don’t like to wear pants. I do professional-y type stuff over here and it makes my heart happy.
I think you and me should be friends.