maybe. Writing about myself is hard... it's the introvert in me I think.
My token profile in social media goes a little something like this:
INFP-artist-mama-crafter-healer
I'm a leo-cancer-leo, if you're into that sorta thing.
scanner, dilettante, drifter, beloved dinner party guest
geeks loves me, gluten hates me
from the Mistake by the Lake to the Windy City
broad shoulders, wide hips, low to the ground, built for work.
In real life, when I'm not trying to sound cool on the internet, I'm a hardworkin' single mama. 3 jobs, 1 kid, back to school for OT before my massage therapist hands secede from my body in protest. One of those 3 jobs is of the arty persuasion, I sling my crafts at the occasional craft fair and online as well as commissioned pieces using just about any medium requested. Never met a craft I didn't like (except maybe large scale knitting).
The b stands for Becky but I'll be honest, I answer to just about anything. My minion is named Sullivan, sul for short. (Sully means "to make dirty" or it's that big blue and purple monster... although he does make a mess so that first definition isn't too far off)
We're enjoying our time just outside of Chicago-- close enough to hop on the el, far enough away to stay safe walking around at night, and with enough snotty Frank Lloyd Wright-ophiles to keep the scenery pretty.
If, by some strange turn of events, you want more of this nonsense... you can find me on
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