Who I Am

Texas Born. Kenya Raised. Global Citizen.

This is me. Beth. Hi!

I spent most of my childhood, quite literally, up a tree in Kenya with twigs in my hair and scabs on my knees. That’s Kenya, East Africa, by the way. It is not a city in Arkansas which is, sadly, a question I have to answer on a regular basis. But, I get it… since I live in a town that sounds like Arkansas and Philadelphia did the horizontal mambo together in the backseat of someone’s car one drunken night. Arkansas also boasts cities towns with names like England, Congo, Holland, Egypt, Scotland and Denmark (Oh, there are more.) so, while I don’t like what I perceive as an ignorant question, I have stopped judging people for it.

I’m a single mom and my boys (one is a teenager) still think I’m funny. WIN! Here I refer to them as Big K and Little K or The Teen and The 10yo… until he ages. Again. Why do they keep doing that?

I wish I could tell you what to expect here but I am no Oracle. I’m not the Wizard of Oz either but people like to come to me for advice which is just damn odd. Oh, I have a potty mouth (mostly censored here). My missionary parents are so proud. This corner, my wee little spot on the interwebs, brings out the best and the worst in me. I tell stories about myself, my childhood in Africa and my children in Arkansas. I vent. Often I rant. Sometimes I even bitch. There are serious moments and even a rare glimpse of brilliance. The only static? My format. I began with a quote in every post and I will end, whenever that day may come, with a quote in every post… the title sort of demands it. Pushy bugger, that title/URL. It is what it is. Oh, I also have a meme problem. Is there a 12 step program for that?

If you want to know more (mind boggling concept): ourladybeth [at] gmail [dot] com
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