Ivey Lane: the inner voice of a not-so-average woman

Yes, "Ivey" is a play on words, so to speak. I.V. Inner Voice. So Ivey Lane is a state of (my) mind. It's also a figurative place. Average Americana. The behind the blinds peak into what could be any home, anywhere, with it's inhabitants secrets, desires, and dreams. If you ever saw me, you might think "That's a pretty average woman." But if you knew me, you'd know that's not the case. I am much more -- and often much less -- than I appear. Welcome to Ivey Lane.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

46-365 Such a nerd!

Happy Valentine's Day to ME!! Yes, dear readers, Vince gave me the perfect gift!

I am, unapologetically, a nerd.

Incidentally, I occasionally have bouts of sleeplessness and last night was one of 'em. Instead of my usual routine of going downstairs and channel surfing until I found a "Cops" marathon, I continued reading my delightful new book. On the upside, you can get A LOT of reading done between the hours of 2:30am and 6:30am. On the downside, I feel like crap today and tonight is my in-laws' 50th wedding anniversary dinner.

I feel a nap coming in my not-too-distant future.