Well, here I am.
27 years old.
I'm a mama, a wife (as much as is possible right now), a SOFA, a PCA, a cleaning lady, a geek, sort-of fat, with a new ring on my left hand and a six year old in the bathtub. My house is freezing right now. We're not turning the heat on for a bit because the cost is out of this world. My nose is running, and I'm wearing two layers and my newest fingerless gloves (I'd post a photo, but I misplaced my camera).

I am messy, but very kind. I cook but I always burn myself. I read, but too many blogs and not enough books. I write. I try to write. I love hanging out with friends, but don't ever actually call anyone.

Sometimes I'm an amazing mama, and sometimes I'm not. Sometimes my kiddo is an amazing kiddo and sometimes she's the most difficult person I have ever encountered. Sometimes my partner is the most wonderful person ever, and sometimes he makes me so angry I can hardly breath.

My sexuality is fluid, and my partner is transgendered. My child calls him dad, but he is not her father. Our cat hates everyone, and our fish don't really care. I'm being yelled at from the bathroom, so I'll write more some other time.