So -- who is
the person behind APK? Well, she's not
very complex. Actually she's pretty darn
It started in Oxford, Ohio on
February 29, 1964. That's right, Leap
Year. I have an uncle who's a Leap Year
baby and I'm also an only child.
won't go into all the boring details of
childhood, but I will state that I'm a child
of divorce. I'm also a lover of animals
as living out in the country with no siblings
or close neighbors, animals weren't only pets,
they were my best friends and playmates.
After graduating high school
in 1982, my father died unexpectedly a year
later -- July 4, 1983. To this day the
4th of July is simply a day to get over with
as soon as possible. I was very much a
daddy's girl and even though 33 years have
gone by, I still cry.
Fast-forward 9 years: I
met my husband during a blind date on my
birthday in 1992. Six months later
almost to the day, August 30, 1992, we were
married. Joe was a professional
firefighter/paramedic when we met. As he
hated tuxedos and I loved him in uniform, we
compromised -- he got married in a new
Seeing as how we were both
only children, and children of divorce [both
sets of parents divorced when we were 4 years
of age], we knew we wanted children --
plural. Had to be more than one.
We were heard and blessed with two very big
boys: Charles [Chip] in 1994 and
Nicholas in 1997. Both weighed over ten
pounds when they were born. This is my
very favorite picture of my three men:
My boys and I in October, 2014
-- towering over mom:
I was a stay-at-home mom from
1998 to 2016, and since moving to Tennessee,
now work as an office manager for a local real
estate company. Joe took great pride in
providing for his family working in the fire
service for over 25 years. He retired
June of 2015, we sold our mini farm in central
Ohio and moved to our dream state of
Tennessee. October 2015 our house went
up -- well, our "barndominium" See?
It's GORGEOUS and Joe designed the entire thing himself with our golden years in mind. There are no steps anywhere -- not to get in, not in any showers, everything's walk-in. Because we both hate modern day appliances, our kitchen is equipped with a 1952 Philco refrigerator, a 1941 Chambers gas stove and an 1800's Acme Lehigh wood burning cook stove. This house reflects who we are and we LOVE living in Hancock County, Tennessee!
We're developing a little farm
down here -- I had my donks shipped down and
we bought a sweet heifer named Daisy in
May. Plans are to add some goats to take
care of the ridges surrounding us and we have
a few chickens to give us fresh eggs every
Our little chicken house with Daisy in the background.
Outside is guarded by our rescued Malinois mix, Dinky Dalton and after moving here, WE were adopted by a Border Collie/Shepherd mix in August 2016 who I named Hanna -- for Hancock County, of course!
I've had this little girl since August 2012. I've never had a dog like her and probably never will again. We adopted her from the local humane society in Ohio and she's been my constant companion ever since. When we had an overnight visitor back in 2014, they both fell for each other. This is my Australian Shepherd mix, Moonshine with her buddy:
The quilt was machine pieced on
a 1952 Singer 15. I adore sewing on
vintage Singer 15s and now have a 1948 and a
1951 Centennial in my collection as
well. In the new house, one side of it
is the 'quilt nook'.
One thing I will 'fess up to
is having a bit of redneck in my blood.
Blame it on the aforementioned uncle -- we're
more alike than just sharing birthdays.
I love having a different looking
vehicle! I found my current truck after
having a Ford Explorer for 10 years. This
one's definitely one of a kind, a real
head-turner and one of my pride and joys. It
suits my taste perfectly [did I mention I'm a
huge Tennessee Volunteers football fan?], I've
enjoyed it for 15 years with no plans to get
something newer. I added smidge taller tires
and ta-da -- I'm in my own little redneck
That's my life so far.
Not much to it and it gets more interesting
and exciting as I grow older, but I couldn't
ask for a better, happier, more content
one. If you see a big ol' orange Ford
heading your way, be sure to wave!