Cave Dwelling

Well, I'm what you would probably call a cave dweller. I like to stay home. I'm not a recluse, exactly, but I don't like running around very much. I don't really even like (are you ready for this?) shopping. I'm the kind of person who would like my fortune and fame to be kept anonymous so that people take me for who I am, not what I do.

This blog pretty much blows that.

That's assuming, I suppose, that putting all of this out there makes me a little bit of a small town celebrity. Maybe by the end of it all people will recognize me when I go to the grocery store and little league games, or, heaven forbid, WalMart. (Sorry--I know that's sort of a bad word.) I don't know a lot of who's who in town. I recognize faces and mostly kids who have played sports with mine. That's my job with the magazine in a weird way. I certainly don't have any biases because I don't even know who people are talking about when they gossip.

I know what Jenn means by a super mom. For me, though, it is seasonal. I tend to hibernate in the wintertime. With a young baby, I'm ready to hunker down and weather out the cold in my little hollow of a yard (she has Rook Acre and I have Haggerty Hollow :) I will be out there again for baseball season, but if you don't see much of me, it's because I'm enjoying the sun that shines through my windows all afternoon.