Because I most definitely am not.
Okay that's not entirely true - I've been meaning to do this for so long, I can't even remember when the thought first formed in my head.
So let's get this thing started, shall we?
I'm Amy. People have been know to call me that, mom, wife, sister, daughter, aunt, friend, Tink, you there, shorty, shortcakes, small stuff, short stack, Teeny, Tiny, and a variety of other things that I mostly respond to. Feel free to use one, or come up with on your own - should you so choose, provided it's kind; because really, who has time for anything else?
By now, I'm sure you've gathered that I'm a little short. Okay, a lot short. I'm 5'3" ... in 3 inch heels. Whatever. I'm fine with it, as long as you don't put the chocolate on the top shelf - that's just rude.
In addition to working full time, hanging out with my family, going to school, and dragging my kid to and from dance related ... stuff ... okay, more like she drags me to and from; but again, I digress. IN addition to all of those things, I enjoy reading, passing my love of reading on, and sharing my favorite reads with other like minded book whores. I'll probably also share some of the ones I don't care for, but think maybe others might be more worldly than I am, and so maybe they'll like those books. Oh, annnnd I have a terrible potty mouth. I have really inappropriate thoughts & favorite words. I'll do my best not to use too many.
Cool, Stick Around. This is going to get interesting. Or not, whatever, don't bruise my ego yet - okay? I'm fragile.
I'm not fragile, I'm just a huge baby. (like oompa loompa huge, so just, you know, be nice.)
Ya With Me?
Good. Let's Do This.