Recently, my brother did a 6-word autobiography, on his blog. I thought It sounded like fun, so here's mine:
family singing coffee reading organized-scatterbrain
I mentioned it to my husband, the other night ... he said I wasn't scatterbrained, so I asked him what he would call it. Mentally Clumsy. Since I'm physically clumsy, the thought of being mentally clumsy makes me giggle. I like it.
About Me
- meandering mama
- On the surface I appear to be the stereotypical 30 something suburban housewife/mom. It's my fervent hope that there is much more to me than that. I deplore being judged solely on the merits of a stereotype - Those that do the judging are usually not kind in their analysis.
Harry Potter
