I was born in upstate New York and grew up in Savannah, Georgia. I love hot, humid weather, grits, soul food, and people who are polite. I had a rough childhood, reared by parents who were clinically insane. I made the best of a bad situation by garnering friends and enjoying enough extracurricular activities to keep me out of the house most of the time. After graduating from college, I drove cross-country because I couldn’t settle. It turned out to be an incredible adventure. I discovered the age-old wisdom that it’s about the journey, not the destination. It took me two months to reach the west. I worked odd jobs along the way, and I learned so much. It was fantastic. Eventually, I moved back to Savannah and worked a traditional 9-5 job for a few years. The company eventually promoted me, and I moved to San Francisco. An overview of my life here: I joined a local band that was more fun than successful; I got married to a very charming Brit who created a rollercoaster ride of a life for us; we had two gorgeous boys. These days, life is okay some of the time, and very difficult lots of the time. My husband is sweet, sincere, smart, and skilled. He’s a chef, and a good one. Unfortunately, he can’t seem to keep a job for more than a year and a half. It no longer matters. My life has turned into a cycle of depression and disappointment.