… in the kindness of dogs.
And that the only use my cat has for me is feeding & litter box cleaning.
…in any excuse to wear high heels.
Including going to the grocery store, cleaning my apartment, and getting the mail.
… there is a song for every occasion and mood.
And I’ll always play it loud and proud.
…”high fashion” isn’t for everyone.
…there’s no reason to under-dress.
Have some respect for yourself.
…respect has to be earned.
… the government doesn’t owe me anything.
And it’s not too big to fail.
…in working hard for what you want.
There’s no reason NOT to try to be the person you want to be.
…in a woman’s right to choose.
Only she can decide what is right/ wrong.
…Spring is the best season ever.
Mother Nature wakes. The flowers bloom. The grass greens. It’s time for Spring Cleaning, flip-flops, and open windows. It’s time to start something.
…in dying my hair bright, unnatural colors.
It’s the last bit of “punk” I have left.
…in watching the News and reading the Sunday paper.
… LOVE really is the secret ingredient in the perfect cake or baked good.
…there’s an artist in everyone.
Some people just have the talent to express it.
…sarcasm is an art form.
…anything with more than 4 legs in my general vicinity needs to be squished.
By my husband.
…words shape the world.
…fantasy writers are the most talented of all the word-smiths.
They create worlds and bring magic to life.
For all the people who made me who I am today… THANK YOU.
For keeping a roof over my head, clothes on my back, and food in my belly (even when I was a bratty teenager). Thank you for working 2 jobs while raising us and going to school, you taught me determination. Thank you for NOT taking advantage of the system, and teaching me how to work for what I want. From rescuing squirrels and pigeons, stray cats, a dumpster dog, and a worm infested Pitty mix you taught me responsibility and instilled a love of animals that will last me til the day I die.
Where do you think I got it from, Father? And by it, I mean sarcasm. You changed the way I thought about music. Without your hundreds of CD’s I’d still be listening to Billy Ray. ugh. You showed me The Beastie Boys (Ill Communication- Sabotage), The Ramones, The Sex Pistols, and soooo many more amazing bands. You bought me my first “Parental Advisory” CD’s (Limp Bizkit, and Blink 182), which I hid from Mom, and only listened to in headphones. For introducing me to the Fantasy and Sci-Fi genres. Through Robert Jordan, Tolkien and the rest of them,you gave me a place that I felt safe, worlds to explore, and heroes to love.
To my grandparents-
For showing me what 50+ years of marriage looks like. For fighting for our country. For sacrificing your dreams to raise a family. For your compassion and love. For your strength. Thank you for pancakes, fishing, summers at the lake, vegetable gardens, apple jelly, and live trapping chipmunks (which we released a few miles down the road). For
To my first “real” boyfriend-
For my first heartbreak. It was horrible, I cried, and I thought my life was over. Because of you, I learned how to put myself back together.
To my Phi Sigma Sigma sisters, and the brothers of Pi Kappa Phi-
For “the college experience”. Beer Pong, house parties, parliamentary procedure, gossip, all night cramming, and Sheetz food. Thank you PSS sisters for taking me in me despite the fact that I wasn’t a typical sorority girl. I truly love you girls. Thank you to some brothers for “protecting” me, and some for helping me go wild.
To my best friends in college-
For keeping me sane, welcoming a silly Yankee into your lives, and for late night talks while chain-smoking . “This might sound bad, but…”
To my Department Head @ AU-
You where right, I never amounted to anything in that field. But that’s because it is full of people like you. People who didn’t give me a chance, and that’s OK. If I had stayed, I wouldn’t be who I am today. I probably wouldn’t have gone to work at the restaurant, met my husband, or gone to CO to finish school. Thank you, for helping me become who I am.
To the first guy I lived with-
You taught me that I need to love & care about myself, before I could do it for someone else. You broke my trust and opened my eyes to how relationships should work.
To a very good friend, & former roommate-
for AppleTini nights. Need I say more? She talked me out of moving back to MA for good, and into a cop costume for Halloween. Even though we’ve grown very far apart, you’ll always be in my heart.
To my restaurant family-
Y’all took a huge chance on me… You gave me a job, some of the best friends a girl could have, and a reason to call D-Vegas “Home”. You had faith that I would get better, broke me out of my shell, scolded me when I fucked up, and praised me when I did “right”. You truly are my family…