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Personal Narrative-Day Life: The Southern Woman
I'm a wife, a momma of 3, momma to 4 dogs and a cat, Southerner through and through, a wonderer trying to find my place, a outdoor enthusiast, a half ass ok artist.

I live in a mad house full of males who I love to death, but drive me bonkers. My day to day life is full of love one minute, annoyance the next, and then wanting to pull my hair out madness. My everyday is life is one adventure and twist and turn after another.

**** Randomness about me****

I grew up in a very small town, so small it only had one traffic light and was a 25 minute drive to anywhere in any direction we went.

I am a terrible cook, which I know I know is horrible considering that the southern woman is supposed to be a perfect cook.

I am still in college...

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