Honestly I am not very interesting. I've got barely a hand full of friends and am a bookworm. You can always find me with my nose in a book or cooking for my family. I am a middle child, and somehow ended up being a worrier over all my siblings and even my parents. I love the breeze on a hot day, a cloudy Tuesday, a full moon on a winter night. I've always written letters on birthdays or holidays and miss the feeling of a pen in my hand. I also am kind of creative, I used to make doll clothing for my little sister, hats and scarves. Now though I just work with dogs and that's that.