A Bird’s Eye View

Caution slippery when wet.

It is not what it sounds like. One might find themselves following that disclaimer expecting a provocative end but then you would be disappointed. But now that I have your attention maybe stay and see where we end up.

I have been referred to as a walking, talking oxymoron. I am a liberal conservative. I’m a fire fighter scared of heights. A gay that is too straight to associate with the LGBTQRSTUV community. A feminist surrounded by men. An extroverted introvert. I dream of living in the mountains but hate being cold. A mom that appears and fulfills the role of dad. Dressed in cowboy boots with my wranglers all day, and then slacks and suspenders for a nice dinner and musical after.

My Christmas list consists of DeWalt tool bundles with a nice new pair of oven mitts. I’ll pour your concrete patio and then pour batter for your cake. My Pandora list can shuffle from Frank Sinatra to The Offspring, and I wouldn’t miss a beat. There is more to me than meets the eye. I am deeper than the depths of the ocean and more versatile than a Swiss army knife. Superficially stable with a storm of emotions raging inside. So, if you get close enough you just might find the slippery slope that truly leads to me.