Confessions of a Recalcitrant Goddess

In the Vixen/Xanthippe/Virago Tradition

Wednesday, September 23, 2020

Treats, please. And not those crunchy things that clean my teeth. I want the smelly, squishy, fishy stuff from the little green can. I have all day.

Bellona of Avalon: Lacey, Washington, United States; I was born in Colorado to a full-blooded Norwegian/American mother from North Dakota and a Cajun/Scottish father from Mississippi. Raised and educated in four states, eight public schools, and one liberal arts Lutheran college, I somehow ended up in South Dakota and was married to a mostly Dutch guy for twenty years. I then returned to Colorado for a seven year experiment living at high altitudes. I now call the Pacific Northwest home where I try to blend in with the natives driving my Subaru Outback and sporting hiking boots. I have two sons whom I adore beyond reason. The younger one lives with me and spends an inordinate amount of time on his computer creating video games and composing music. The elder one lives nearby with his amazing wife and their fluffy pup Gimli. I currently find myself without the companionship of a feline which feels odd to me. Technically I'm a grownup but I seldom behave like one. © 2007-2024 CJ MacBroome

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