Let's start at the beginning as they say....

I was born to two hippies. Two really cool hippies. My dad is a musician. My mom was a total flower child that thought if I was "happy" she was doing her job. Can't complain about that since happy meant she'd let me stay home from school (yep!) and she painted my room my favorite color (lilac) even though all my favorite pictures were of the moon astronauts. ( I'm telling you it just gets better from here...)

My dad was almost famous. He toured with Ricky Nelson and the Mixtures. He was really handsome and could play about 9,000,000 instruments.

I have a younger brother, Rick. He's major league fun. I have a lyounger sister, Kimberly. She is insane. She really is, but I love her and I really miss her. (ok, the fun insane....calm down)

My mom was 15 when I was born. Luckily she married an older man. My dad was 16. Whew.

Ok now the basics are complete. I grew up doing the most interesting things. I grew up on movie sets, touring with bands, (Can't wait to write about "groupie mentality") and eventually deciding that I never EVER wanted to be; a) musician, b)a model, c) an actor, or d) a groupie.

Sooo. I did what any anti- cool person would do. I got into accounting and finance.

I married a school teacher.

I had my children.

My children grew up.

I divorced the "no longer a school teacher guy."

I still have my offspring.

Now that we are old freinds, I'll get into some interesting thoughts.