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Welcome to my CaringBridge website. I am using it to keep family and friends updated in one place. I appreciate your support and words of hope and encouragement. Thank you for visiting.
So if you have come to this page, you probably already know something about me, but here are the essential details.
I've worked at Blackbaud for over 22 years. In fact November 15th was a special milestone. On that day I reached the point where half of my life has been with that one company. We make software for non-profit organizations. I'm not happy I needed something like this, but I'm very happy this gem called CaringBridge was here for me to utilize. I think it is the only time I have used a non-profit's services, other than to adopt cats anyway.
And I love cats. I currently have three: Hugo, a flame point Siamese, Monkey, a black and white probable Main Coone mix, and Baggy (short for Bagheera), a jet black probable oriental shorthair mix. They have their own water fountain (no, really, they step on the pad to activate it), a feeder that is activated by Hugo's microchip so that only he can graze on dry food (the other two are too fat), cat trees and tunnels and their own toybox. I also have plenty of friends who have told me that in a future life they want to come back as one of my cats.
I'm a big Pittsburgh Steelers fan. I have a huge FatHead helmet on the wall, and I have a real helmet that I even wore to church the last time the Steelers made it to the Super Bowl.
I also like cars. One of the first cars I drove was my dad's 1949 Packard seven passenger sedan. Now I have a 2006 Mazda RX8. I can't get another car because there isn't anything out there that is as much fun to drive, at least in my price range. (Have you seen the Bugatti Chiron? Dang that is a gorgeous car.) I've been eyeing the BRZ/FR-S twins, and now the Toyota 86, but I do wish they would offer a factory turbo option, or something to increase the horsepower.
Then there is the tech/geek/child part of me, which honestly is the majority. My favorite store is ThinkGeek (Trek, Zelda, and anything that lights up with multiple colors), and I have an entire room in my condo dedicated to books and Lego. I have one and a half walls of shelves filled with books (one whole shelving unit just for Star Trek), and then a half wall of shelves filled with Lego cars, random buildings, and Star Wars (because Lego licensed Star Wars but not Star Trek - I'm a Trekkie to the core). The center of the room holds two conference tables covered with a Lego city.
Other than that you get the basics. I'm a single person who lives in a condo, and I am the Auntie Mary (I think it is hilarious how "old maid" that sounds) to my slightly older sister's two fairly brilliant boys. My parents are in a condo down the hall, so I've in a sense never really left home. And I'm extremely proud to be a 12th generation Charlestonian.
This year I turned 45, got glasses for the first time in my life, and was diagnosed with breast cancer in October. One month later (November 16th to be precise) I was in the hospital having both breasts whacked off. To be fair, the doc only needed one, but I truly don't see the point in having only one, especially when there is a (slight) chance that it could develop cancer one day too.
So that's a lot of me in a rather long nutshell. And the story continues...