I am navigating adulthood, working motherdom, marriage, balance. That last one is the hardest. I’m tall, left-handed, and I love Bruce Springsteen. I’m a terrible interior designer. I have a funny orange cat who likes me, and dislikes my children, but still wants to be near them at all times. I love to cook so I should probably do it more. I look awful in a bathrobe and just about any bridesmaid dress. My sense of humor borders on the inappropriate. I have an active inner monologue. I overuse parentheticals (see?). I am incapable of being serious when there is a camera around. Sometimes I end my sentences with prepositions, and I always feel guilty about it. I have a champion of a husband – we met in nursery school and got married 27 years later. I believe in curiosity, kindness, sleep, and attempting to eat dinner as a family.