I'm the one who took the well trodden path, skipped merrily along, until I got lost. Survived thirty-three years of wedded bliss (still going strong), and four rounds of puberty, when I thought teaching high school would be a good idea. Good is a relative term, I started reflecting on my experiences, and to everyone's horror it turned into a blog. It happens. I'm loving this stage of life, looking forward to the less traveled path.