The love of my life and the primary reason for my insanity. I was normal before him. Honest.

Years ago, my husband coined the term “a unique weirdness” while trying to describe my personality.  I wondered then if that was a good thing, or a bad thing.  Since he’s still around, I’m guessing it was good.  Either that, or he’s just as weird.  I don’t know.  In any case, the name stuck and here we are.  This blog is dedicated to him.  Without his eternal love and  support, it never would have been started.  And patience.  The man must have patience.  Or so I’m told (by him).

I think it’s pretty fairly well known that the funniest people are probably the most screwed up.  Either that or they have overcome great obstacles in life and managed to find the humor in the worst of it.  I think I’m pretty much both of those.  I’ve had some pretty amazing high points and some devastatingly low moments.  I grew up too fast, flirted with alcohol abuse, married an addict, battled depression, brought two beautiful kids into the world, got divorced under some pretty horrible circumstances, went bankrupt, rebuilt my empire, found the love of my life and finally developed somewhat of a normal daily existence – if you can call Dennis and me normal.  We’re a pretty unconventional couple in a world that mostly likes “traditional”, whatever that is.  But through it all, I am happy.

If you’re easily offended, you might not want to be here.  It’s okay…go ahead and run.  We won’t hold it against you.

Seriously though, I am truly fascinated and grateful for how many people come here to read my ramblings.  I am humbled.  Thank you.

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