What shall I tell you about myself?
I'm 37, bi, married, poly but currently have my Sweetie and nobody else. I would've been a great lesbian if it hadn't been for liking guys so much! Sweetie is the right one for me. He's not perfect. He can be annoying as hell sometimes, honestly, but...
He loves me for me. Not for some idealized me that isn't real. He likes that I am a redhead, with all that entails, which means:
Temper
Demanding
Smart
Smartassed
Bitchy
Moody
Exuberant
Outgoing
Outrageous
And a lot more, but that'll do for the moment. Yes, the stereotype is true, in this case. I'm very much a redhead, no matter that my hair now gets henna to restore what nature has stolen from me. Damned sunlight fades out the color of my hair. We are not mentioning the gray, savvy? Good.
Lessee, what else?
Oh, yeah. I'm a witch. Card carrying. The genuine article. It's part of me, like that red hair.
I'm Irish, if the coloring didn't tip you off to it. The name Mattie/Matrinka is a play off of my real middle name, and has become as much my name as the one my Momma gave me. I'm also French, Cherokee, and a little Dane. I speak crappy French.
I have four daughters, one lives with me, one visits every weekend, two were put up for adoption. Again, don't ask unless you really give a flying damn, and you probably really don't. They are my reason for breathing, right up there with that whole "will to survive" thing and my Sweetie.
I have cats. Four of them. A ferret lives here. That's my daughter's pet. I also have a lovebird. He's cool. There's some fish. They're my niece's, but they've been here for ages.
If you need to know more, ask. I might even answer! I'm not a very closed book.
