
It's true. I am not twelve years old. I do not have children. I love my job. I am single. [Which does not mean that I'm available]. And I am satisfied with this position in life. All seven of my siblings are from the same mother and father. And I love the bigness of us. I went to a Bible school for three years and did not graduate with a degree in anything. I am more likely to buy something if it is green. And that may be the only reason. dogs make me sneeze No, I do not have a twin. Yes, I look like my siblings. And my mother, so they say. I am going to Brazil in December. I spent four years of my life in Cote D'voire, West Africa. And the rest of it in Nebraska. Which I do not regret in the least bit. I am the only girl in my family with pierced ears. Yes, I am small (ok, skinny). Yes, my feet are narrow. All of my work clothes are too big for me. Shirts. Pants. Coats. [but the boots fit just right] Being small can be just as hard as being big. Don't discrimina...