Wordsmith by night; civil

servant by day. Mama to

three lovely monsters. I

believe in wishing on first

stars and dandelion puffs;

that clean laundry is not over-rated but

put-away laundry is; that the glass really

is half full; and that imagination can

never be too nurtured. I have a station

wagon filled with living proof. Let’s just

not discuss that the metaphorical half-

full glass is (in my life) a juice box, and

that sometimes it gets squirted all

over the rear-view mirror (and the back

of my head).

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