The Dillio

You are no doubt wondering what the heck I'm doing here and why.

Well, so am I.

I don't have a reason, really.  Except that I'd like to enlighten you - free you from the confines of your own mind and commit you to the confines of mine, even for just a moment or two.


My name is Marianna, and I live in the Great White North.  Eh?   

I was born in 1984.  You do the math.  (I don't really look like that -->  anymore.)

I love peanut m&ms, The Tragically Hip, the twitter, living room dance parties, a general lack of exercise with some yoga tossed in when the mood strikes, sunshine, and Netflix.  




I have a supportive, understanding, and sometimes infuriating husband.  We've been together since we were 16, and I've had a crush on him since fifth grade.  For reals. I have yet to ascertain why and how Hubby has managed to tolerate me for as long as he has - I'm a royal pain in my own ass, so I can only imagine how he feels.  (Thanks Hubby.)






I have proudly undertaken the immense responsibility of growing two tiny humans inside my body, and then proceeded to push them out through an even tinier hole.  I now keep these small people in my house and spend most of my life tending to their every need and waving my iPhone camera their faces. I often forget who I am except their mother.  In fact, I'm not sure I am much else.   

So, any other bits about me?  I have a slight tendency to complain, but I always have an effing excellent reason.  I'm addicted to my kickass iPhone.  I loathe cooking.  I shave the hair off my bananas before I eat them.  I've struggled with Asshole Depression and Bitch Anxiety and I've written about it.  

Although I'd like to think I have something relevant and interesting to say, it's unlikely.  In any case, I write when I feel like it and I hope you'll read when you feel like it.  Enjoy.  



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