Adventures of a redheaded squirrel.

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The nuts and blots. The meat and potatoes, if you will, of my life.

Things that define me:

photographer

tea drinker

parent to four cats

Women’s College Graduate

Alpha Gamma Delta sister and advisor (my hockey sweater is lettered with “Skiouros” and numbered with my Initiation number)

Georgia Institute of Technology supporter, fanatic, devotee, etc.

wife

wanna be chef  (The coat is the only thing holding me back. I don’t look good in double breasted anything. That and formal training.)

survivor, not in a Tom Hanks desert island kind of way but in a health and mental stability kind of way

passionate in my beliefs while remaining compassionate for others’

cryer

sock skater

southern accent is prominent when I’m tired

crafty in a non scrapbook kind of way.

Apple lover, not the grow on trees kind.

work well within limits if it’s something tangible like money.

loud laugher, I think it unnerves people

spider hater

Food Network addict

Discovery Channel aficionado

respecter of the skinny jean

dabbler of vegetable gardening

knees sound like rice crispies

Mike Rowe lover

allergy wrinkle across the bridge of my nose

little to no self control. But I’m working on that.

Most importantly, I have great hair. It’s the one thing about me that I feel I have complete control over. And I exercise that control to the fullest extent of the law.