My name is Valerie, but nobody calls me that. Well, except for my husband, but mostly he calls me Babe. I have no problem being referred to as Babe, as long as he is the one who says it. If you call me Babe, I might cut you.
That was a round about way of telling you that you can call me Val.
I was born and raised in Richmond, Virginia. Some might say I was made here. I love it *almost* as much as my husband does.
Speaking of my husband, we met in high school. We dated for 15 months and then he dumped my ass. We got back together in October of our first year in college and dated long distance for the remainder of college. It sucked, and I’m glad it’s over.
We were married in June 2003. He was 22; I was 21. We are growing up nicely together.
We have two dogs: Shooter (the boy) and Zapp (the girl). They drive me batshit crazy. Except when they snore. I love it when they snore.
On November 17, 2008 we welcomed our little boy JR (short for Jackson Ross) into our crazy house. You can read about his birth here. He is fantastic. See?
I’ve had this blog for 11 years (wut). I wrote regularly for seven of those, took a break for a…while, and recently decided to dip my toe back into things. I’m not sure what that will look like, but I’ll probably write about the things I think about most these day: parenting, depression, and faith. Sometimes I’ll write about none of those things. Other times I’ll write about ALL THREE AT THE SAME TIME. Let’s just see how it goes, shall we?
Likes: coffee, babies, movies from the early 80s starring Chevy Chase, and Manhattans
Dislikes: sweeping generalizations, rudeness, Elena from Vampire Diaries, and cilantro
You can contact me at firstname.lastname@example.org with questions, concerns, and/or flattering praise.