My name is Robin, although I answer to a few. I am old as dirt(and just how old is dirt you ask?), happily married to a spandex wearing, car hating anarchist, and live a lovely ferry trip away from Seattle. I am a "retired" psychiatric nurse, disabled due to rheumatoid arthritis (think bionic). I was diagnosed at the age of 2 with Juvenile RA. I have quit counting surgeries at number 20. Other "stuff": I love to cook and have a huge collection of recipes. I am crafty, dabbling in every medium and always looking for a new way to play. I have lived a very full and complex life and don't particularly see that changing at this point in time, although the chaotic factor has decreased as I settle down a wee bit. I believe life is what you make of it so might as well frolic as much as possible because darling it sure doesn't matter once you are dead.
