born in the heart of the seventies, to a mother and father who were madly in love, chain smoking, soul mates. i am the daughter they had together, and this is my story of how i grew up with an alcoholic father, and a tolerant mother. i want to speak of my memories, and how they play out in my life. i want to connect with other individuals who have had similar life experiences. my little family consists of many animals, two little, wild children, a strong husband, and myself, a thirtysomething year old woman, who still feel like a seven year old sometimes. these are things that make me happy: animals, vegetarians, vintage toys, trees, european cars, red lip gloss, my mom, ruby, gus, birds, rain, storms, the ocean, shells, hawaii, mushrooms, vintage country music, open windows, and much, much more.