About

Hello there. My name is Katherine, and a local newsletter thought it would be a good idea for me to embarrass myself with a once a week submission and, thus, this blog was born.

Now 25, I live in The Village of Oak Creek in Northern Arizona , the geriatric heartland, where porch lights are a cardinal sin.

My real life grown up job is working as a domestic violence advocate for a womens’ shelter. I also work two days a week as a veterinary assistant for a busy veterinary practice because, well – pets are expensive and they give me a discount, and I feel smarter hanging out with the medically inclined/doctorly types.

I’m married to a lanky Canadian who has a penchant for fire, olives, and me. If you want to see me turn red – just ask me about immigration.

We are parents to six fur monsters. First, a six year old Weimeraner named Remington,

four furry kitties – Boudreaux, Morris, Wyatt, and Fritz,

and two one very friendly rat named Lucy and Ethel.

I was your token chubby girl until seventeen, when I signed up to run a half marathon and lost 71 pounds.

I still carry the scars of those years, and to this day will refuse to speak to old schoolmates that made fun of me should I pass them in the grocery store. I can carry a grudge like nobody’s business.

I love pets and would probably have even more except my husband would divorce me and then I would have to live with all of them in my car. Originally from south Texas, since college I have lived in New York and Toronto before settling in northern Arizona. Cooking and eating are probably two of my favorite things.. This makes it necessary that running is a close third. I also read the funny papers, spend a good percentage of my paycheck on iTunes, and collect Brian Andreas art. More than anything I want to be a cowboy in Larry McMurtry’s Lonesome Dove.

I am pregnant and due to deliver in April any day now.

My daughter, Violet, has changed my life in a million mostly amazing ways. We don’t need to talk about the diapers. Or the laundry.