I’m almost 30 and sometimes that scares me.  Not because 30 is old, but because damn aren’t you supposed to know who you are and what you are doing with your life by then??  I don’t and it freaks me out.

I’m divorced and have two beautiful children.  My ex husband is a recovering alcoholic.  I have Borderline Personality Disorder.  I have started a therapy fund for our kids.  These may be topics in the blog.  Also, I’m dating again.  It’s a fucking nightmare, but in general I’ve always enjoyed the adrenaline rush I get from a nightmare and I find dating exciting and thrilling in the same vomit-inducing way.

I’m liberal.  I rant.  I live in the South.  Since the divorce I have moved back to my hometown in central Mississippi, though Memphis will always be home to me, regardless of how much time I’ve spent living here vs. there.

I love coffee and the smell of rain on concrete.  I’m not a huge fan of country music but I dig Randy Travis for some reason.  I like indie films.  I hate waking up early.

My name comes from a Tori Amos song, Cornflake Girl.  Look it up.  I love Tori Amos and if I don’t have music in my life every single day I will go insane.