Been cleaning out books from our personal library that we don’t use or want.
I guess I’ll keep this one. It’s not particularly useful, but it is personally significant.
This is how my parents gave me the “sex talk”: this book showed up on my bed one day, around the time I turned 12. I think my mom mentioned that I could ask her questions if I had any…..
And those 60 pages served as the sum total of my sex ed knowledge before I got married.
(I guess you could throw in the awkward 10th grade biology lecture on human reproduction.)
I write. I design. I cook. I read. I make music. I talk to people -- all kinds of people.
I used to teach and hopefully will do so again someday.
My dream job would be a cross between barrista and consultant, with a large helping of international travel and bohemian wandering through concerts, museums, galleries, and open spaces.
Somewhere back in time, my students started calling me "RameyLady" and the name stuck. I like it. There's a Ramey-man too. He's a much better writer but he seems to be too humble to share it with the world....at least, not yet.