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 My Daddy-Man always addresses Christmas presents in creative ways, like “To Delilah, From Samson” if it’s from him to Mom, or “To #1, From Yo Daddio” to me from him since I’m the eldest child. One year he gave me pair of gloves and all the label said was “more for Les.” I decided to adopt that phrase as my new outlook on life…and blog title.

However, when I finally decided I wanted to branch out and get my own website (thanks to my wonderfully amazing and super tech-savy guru of a husband), rather than using another venue for my ramblings, I was faced with an unexpected obstacle: www.moreforles.com was already taken. Apparently, it’s “your one-stop-shop for the very best values the Internet has to offer.” So here I am, with www.moreforleslie.com as an address and more for Les as a title…I hope, dear reader, that this discrepancy doesn’t cause you to furrow your brow or cock your head to one side, or any other undue stress or confusion. So that, in a nutshell, is why I think more for Les is the perfect title for these fabulous confabulations (oh, how I adore that word pairing!) & random ramblings.

 

“Once in his life, every man is entitled to fall madly in love with a gorgeous redhead.” ~ Lucille Ball

 

My favorite thing to do in all the world is to sing at the top of my lungs…that and sleep; when I sing in the shower (which is not as often as you might think) I almost always sing Bobby Darin’s “Beyond the Sea”; I love to type fast without looking at the screen or the keyboard; I go for walks in the rain; I love to laugh…LOUD; I like to drive fast and hard when I’m angry; I have a freakishly close bond with my little sister that involves our own special inside-joke language (SEA BASS!!!); I love shoes; I’m not afraid of much; I’m terminally lazy;  I love to cry; I always wanted a man that reminds me of my daddy…and I found one; stupid people irritate me; I like to shock people; I have cute toes; I raise my right eyebrow when I’m up to something; I disappoint myself sometimes; I am a wife, daughter, sister, friend, Christian, singer, actress, writer, thinker, dreamer, and doer; I love to be cuddled, but I don’t always have to be the little spoon; I’m silly; I love the smell of leather; I love good beer; I miss being a kid; and I am amazed daily that the most wonderful, loving, attentive, funny, handsome, fascinating man in the world decided to marry me :)

 

Oh, you wanted some more concrete info?  In that case, I am:

  • eldest daughter of the greatest parents who ever lived, Yo Yo Ma and Yo Yo Daddio
  • older sister of the best sister on the planet, MUFFIN!
  • wife of the most adoring husband in the universe, Trey, aka Donut
  • and mama (yes, mama) to 3 of the most individual cats in all of creation:
    • Frank  – named after Sinatra for the blue eyes and the joy of singing – is a girl and a flirt and a love glutton and a people person
    • Roger – named after Roger Clyne of The Refreshments and Roger Clyne and the Peacemakers –  is a snarky old gay man (think Michael Caine’s character in Miss Congeniality) who loves me to death and tolerates everyone else (though he’s gotten to like Trey pretty well)
    • and Rufus – named after the character Rufio in Hook because of his hair –  is a hot mess and the best way to describe him is cute but stupid, he’s knock-kneed, runs into walls, gets lost in his own house, lights his tail on fire and is an all around walking comedy

 

Want to know more?  The best way to do that is to just read the blog.  I do hope, dear reader, that you enjoy it.