So, who is this Amber Page, anyway?
That’s a darn good question. And one I have a different answer to every day. The real answer is, I’m not quite sure. But I’m figuring it out, and if you read along on this blog, you’ll probably know the answer before I do.
Here’s what I do know. I’m the mommy of one sweet, sassy toddler. Wife of a handsome, kind and very, very patient man. Copywriter for an ad agency. And blogger, of course. Lordy, how I love my blogging peeps.
I’ve got a novel in the works, a whole menagerie of neurotic pets to keep me busy, and a house that is never as clean as it should be. I’m a Detroiter at heart, but if you ask me, I’ll tell you I’m a Hoosier (although it sometimes pains me to admit it).
I’m never sure where I’m going, but the journey’s always interesting.
Why should I spend some of my precious time reading this blog?
Well, unless you’re related to me, I guess you don’t have to. But I hope you will. Here on this blog I laugh, I cry, I scream, I pull my hair out and wax nostalgic. And truthfully? I need your kind words to keep me sane. You wouldn’t want to be responsible for my descent into madness, would you?