Okay, I am in....
Just ask me what you want to know. Just kidding.
I married my soul mate at age 32. I waited a long time to meet him. We have twin 7 yr old boys. WVGal has a Jack Russell
Terror. Picture
2 of them, but turn them into
beagles.
Them's my boys.I became a grandmother last July at the age of 38. I managed to achieve this without having kids of my own.
I worked for the Dept of Mental Retardation for 14 years. I did everything from direct care to supervising 23 staff to speech therapy assistant to habilitative coordinator. That was when I was laid off. I spent the next two years "retired". We also moved from Salem to Central, MA to be closer to my Mom (this was when Mom dragged me to the 140 to see this guy named Tim).
After major boredom set in, I took a part time job in an arena at a local University. We had concerts sometimes. Prior to one such concert, I walked into the loading dock area. I barely noticed a group of men off to my right. As I passed them, I got this whiff of the most incredible scent. I stopped dead in my tracks, looked up (way up) and saw Tim McGraw. Normally I am a chatterbox, but this time I just froze. I stared, took another strong sniff, and walked away. I regret not having asked him what the heck he was stinking like. My husband needs some of that. Everyone's husband needs some of that.
After 2 yrs of working a backbreaking job, I now find myself back in Human Services. I find it unusal that 20 yrs ago my husband and I found ourselves on third shift, working with people with developmental delays. Today we are at different jobs, but we are on third shift working with people who have major issues.