I'm Sandi. None of this is true anymore, except for the parts that are. I write nonsense.

I'm in my thirties, I used to read a lot of books, I have a Totally Useful Degree in History, and I'm hoping that at the end of this year of maternity leave I'll be a Retired Banker (they make me wear wings).

I'm a half-assed cook, a full-assed eater, and not a food blogger. I have been known to write about the cost of groceries, food waste, and cleaning out my fridge, but not very frequently (neither the writing, nor the cleaning.)

I clearly have no problem saying (er, typing) the word ass.

I've been trying to get rid of my cats on Kijiji for three years with little success (unless you count getting ridiculous emails from crazy people success. Which I do.) *UPDATED*: Lewis, The Amazing Orange Barfer, has been adopted. Or re-adopted. Whatever.

One time, I wrote a poem to Terry Pratchett. Don't read it, because I'm still embarrassed about it.

I switched to cloth diapers when my son was a year old, and cloth diapered the crap out of Oscar and Lucy until last August. (See what I did there? Hilarious.) Then I quit.

That reminds me: I'm married (to Seth), and we have three kids (Norah, Oscar, and Lucy) who are ridiculous. Norah used to have her own Twitter feed, but doesn't anymore. Also, I'm lazy.

I'm a cheapskate, but this is not a frugal blog, mainly because I can't even type the word frugal without throwing up a little in my mouth. I'm just not that virtuous. I love my budget, but have a hard time sticking to it. Spreadsheets excite me, and let's not even talk about tax time (Tax time! Wheee!)

I'm still waiting for my own special troll, and am sad that I haven't had one yet. If you know any trolls who are looking for a blog to squat under, give them directions to mine. I've got editable comments, and I know how to use them.

If youre still here, or have a sudden irresistible urge to eat maple candy or say something snarky about my cat, then we're going to be great friends. Introduce yourself sometime.

If you don't, I might just make fun of how you got here.