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I over-dieted in my teens, and over-drank in my twenties. In the circles I now hang in, this makes me a recovering anorexic alcoholic. Which is okay, we are all in recovery from something.

My fifth grade teacher Pam Krieps told my mom the world wouldn’t know how smart I was unless I wrote. I’ve been at it– on and off– ever since. See world! Liv. Is. Smart.

I like metallic colors, neutrals (preferably mixed together), and sparkle. I love to shop. Fine dining is not really my jam as I’d prefer chili from Wendy’s and to have the rest of the money to spend at will.

I grew up in Utah, well, actually I didn’t grow up until my thirties, but I was raised in Utah and yes, I was raised Mormon. I left the church when I was 18 and moved away for college. That was about 20 years ago. I went back to church recently. The same church because there is a feeling of rightness about it.

I am a wife and a mother and though these roles inform all that I do, I am not a mommy-blogger. So many mommy blogs seem to say, I stepped on a Lego, and then someone threw Cheerios at me, but its all okay because, Jesus.

That’s never resonated for me, in the same way that Christian-ease way of speaking doesn’t. In fact, it irks me. And that’s on me, so I’ll figure it out, or I won’t. It’s fine either way.

I wrote a book. I’m editing it now so all the New York agents will stop burning up my phone and I can just give it to them to sell already. Sheesh.