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Kathleen A. Banfield
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| Main blog: | nurturing needles | | Age: | 49 | | Birthday: | August 28th 1959 | | Gender: | Female | | Occupation: | Medical / Veterinary | | Education: | Associates degree | | Religion: | Catholicism | | Service Attendance: | Weekly | | Race/lineage: | White / Caucasian | | Location: | United States, New Jersey, Paramus |
| Body Size: | Thin | | Height: | 5' 5" (165 cm) | | Eyes: | Hazel | | Vision: | Glasses/Spectacles | | Hair Color: | Dark Brown | | Hair Style: | Straight - Short | | Facial Hair: | None | | Skin Tone: | Fair | | Best Feature: | Legs | | Clothing Pref.: | Hippy/Groovy | | Undies: | Bikini | | Tattoo Info: | none but considering a Bible verse on my arm | | Piercing Info: | ears | | More Details: | my right hand is permantely flexed and scarred due to an injury; I'm not trying to appear dainty |
| Relationship Status: | Married | | Family Info: | married since 1988 to Bob, who is an animal lover too but can't relate to my "fiber obsession." My kids are my best acomplishment. | | Sexual Preference: | Really Straight | | Astrological Sign: | Virgo (Aug 23 - Sept 22) | | Existing as: | Otherkin | | Smoking: | No Way | | Liquor: | Social drinker. One or two | | Exercise: | Regularly | | Your Home: | Live with husband and kids | | Biography/About: | Almost died of anorexia at 14, amputated right hand at age 19 (it was re-attatched) Currently employed as an R.N. but very stressed out! Creating knitting and sewing patterns and hope to publish my easy top pattern and manuscript soon.Also just launched independent nurse consultant business, helping others to have access to supplies and medications | | Likes: | Honesty, compassion | | Dislikes: | con artists, bullies,licorice | | Interests: | Machine and hand knitting, crocheting, sewing, marbling, writing, praying |
| People/Heroes: | Jesus Christ, Heidi Stepp,St Monica, Sr Faustina, Lucia, Nancy Zeiman, Sandra Betzina,, Oscar Wilkins | | Books: | Letters From the Inside | | Authors: | John Marsden | | Music Genres: | Classic Rock | | Bands/Artists: | Doors, Bob Dylan, Beatles, Tom Petty, Byrds, Elton John, Rolling Stones | | Albums/CDs: | any Dylan album | | Songs: | Light My Fire, Like A rolling Stone, The End, L.A Woman, Shes A Rainbow | | TV Shows: | Twlight Zone, I Love Lucy, Monk | | Movies: | One Flew Over The Cukoo's Nest The Crying Game, Fried Green Tomatoes | | Actors: | Katherine Hepburn, Jack Nicholson, Jaye Davidson | | Games: | Yahatzee | | Sports: | equestrian | | Colors: | Turquoise, aqua | | Pets/Animals: | horses, dogs, birds, cavies, armadillos, moles, praying mantises, hermitcrabs, snakes, tortoises, lizards, toads | | Cars/Motorcyles: | Corvrtte Stingray | | Season: | Summer | | Food: | watermelon, chocolate, swiss cheese, butter, yes lots of butter | | Drink: | club soda | | Quotes: | A day hemmmed in prayer will never unravel, He strengthens those who are weak and tired Isaih 40:29 | | Position: | upright | | favorite material possession | my Bible, my Passap DM 80 knitting machine |
I shoulda stayed home
It all started as soon as I arrived home from Shop Wrong. Now ya know why I call it Shop Wrong. I shoulda just stayed home and forgot about the bread and cold cuts anyhow cause now my son is gone.
He left in a rage, kicking my shopping cart with the watermelon in it cause i asked him to help me with the groceries. He had told me he was too busy "doing something" when I initially asked him. I said nothing but when inside with as many bags as I could carry and started crying. Bob came up to ask what was wrong and I told him what Robbie had said to me. Bob said it was my fault for not "bieng a...
Elmo's gourmet Gumbo
I am impressed. The kids today seem so much more mature, intelligent, capable, self-sufficient--need I go on? For instance, if Robbie's pal Elmo does no pursue a career in cooking than he needs a personal re-evaluation. Friday night I was dawg-sick (again.) I puked before the kids arrived home and had a headache bigger than a whale's ass. In short, I was almost ready to ask Bob tp take me to the ER but sure didn't feel like spending hours doing what I do worst--waiting without picking at my body in some way.
But after I puked I was oddly craving something salty. I peeked in the fridge and...
cheaper than a shrink!
I got my Noro Sock yarn today--less than a week after ordering it from Ebay! And I still think I got a good deal--it was $16.00 (I won the bid, otherwise it was 18.00 "buy it now") I was so depressed after yesterday's grilling that I needed that yarn to lift my spirits. And it's still cheaper than a shrink! Who can be depressed when looking at all those magical colors flow together, blending like a rainbow of bright hues? Even if I tried dying my own yarn, I couldn't reproduce Noro's ceratin graduation that always looks clean and not muddled.
Yesterday was a bummer. That State inspector tried...
I Got Proof!
People with cancer can't run a half hour and jog up that hill at the funeral home, right?w, c/mon, let's all agree on that cause that's what I was doing when Bob went to pick up Patty from Spicy's house tonight. Not only did I do it, but Alex from across the street was my witness and laughed when I ran by and thanked him for not making fun of me. "Now I can tell Patty I'm not that sick, " I told him.So now I'm convinced my intestines are just screwed up from all the laxatives I ingested when I was 19. Actually, the time from 1977-1983 could be deemed as the time I had a close relationship...
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