My new name is Bender, but some of you may remember me as the late great Trusen. I will answer to both, and even though I recently got a new name I still managed to retain most of the bad habits I practiced when I had the old name. Who knew that the changes that came with marriage would be so convenient? I am already giddy that we made the decision to get married that day in October of 2008. My husband Jack and I live in a one-bedroom apartment on a one way street in Baltimore City. Our dog Samson lives with us too and we can never agree on what television program to watch.

[I nag, he dances]
Right now I work for a locally owned business, and I hold my breath every morning when I turn the corner into the parking lot, hoping that my personal effects aren't piled on the curb due to necessary cut-backs.
Just in case you were wondering, my personal effects include a few deflated balloons on multi-colored strings, a Valentine's Day card from 2006, a picture of the TODAY show crew, and a University of Maryland diploma. Guess what my Liberal Arts degree was in? Doesn't matter! They all pay the same and offer the same unrewarding benefits. But I have my own office, so kick ass!
Before I lived in Maryland I was growing up in Colorado by mountains and lakes and pot-luck church dinners. I was raised Baptist and graduated from a private Baptist high school, so that explains why I know so many hymns by heart. When I was in college I replaced church with Starbucks and it sort of works out better now and I am way less agitated and judgmental.

[This is where your tax dollars are going]
Jack is the guy I married, and he goes to college at UMBC so he can grow up and be a Chemist. I think. He tries to show me his homework sometimes and he is very smug about the whole thing, like, "I got another A!" and "Here's another award!" and "I think I may have cured cancer!" and I'm wondering how this guy stays with me when my greatest achievement was the participant ribbon I got during elementary school track and field day.
I enjoy starting books and not finishing them when a better one comes along, listening to embarrassingly bad crappy pop music, and following any gossip blog ever written.

[When you live in Baltimore, by law your dog must be "crazy fun"]
2 comments:
Hi! So, um, where are the pictures of Samson? Not that you and Jack aren't lovely, because you are but I think Samson deserves some props as well.
Dingo, how could I forget my main man Samson? That's like leaving my baby in the car while I go get groceries! Which I would never do, by the way. Mainly because I have no baby.
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