Who is Taffy?
“I’m changing my name to Taffy because I’m being pulled in too many directions at once.”
I received so many “likes” and comments, that for shits and giggles, I actually changed my name to “Taffy Wise” for about a week. I lost about five Facebook friends that week because they didn’t know who Taffy was. “Taffy Wise” still had my photo as the profile picture, so I’m not sure where the confusion was. Oh well, better to have been friended and unfriended, than to never have been friended at all.
I began posting daily “Taffy Pulls” about being the mom of three boys, as well as the primary caregiver to my elderly mother. I was a hit! My sadist friends found my trials, tribulations, and rants hilarious. My Taffy Pulls are popular and I keep getting the same comment – “You should start a blog.” So here I am.
Who is Marsha? I’m a forty-something Baltimorean. My husband, Stud-Muffin*, and I have been married for almost 19 years. We have three sons, Robbie, Chip, and Ernie.** I have been doing the stay-at-home-mom gig for almost 16 years. Before that I worked in the non-profit and computer consulting industries for 20 years (Stop yawning. It gets better. I promise).
I quit work when Robbie was a little over a year old, and thought to myself, “I’ll finally have time to write!” Ha! My naïve self thought that I would be able write a book. Well, before I knew it, Chip came along, and then Ernie two years later. I had only written a few really long emails at that point.
Apparently three kids was the magic number, but I still didn’t find myself writing the great work of fiction I just know I have in me. Instead, I combined my love of history and writing, and cranked out a few non-fiction books on local history. Visit my website here.
Last, but not least, is the crazy old lady I call Mom, aka The Ancient One. She is 86 years old, and has no plans on leaving this Earth anytime soon. She’s enjoying torturing me entirely too much in her old age.
This is my crazy life. I’ve been told I’m funny. I hope that you think so too.
Meet The Taffy Pullers here.
* Sadly not his real name. Because how cool would that be? He’s shy and made the mistake of marrying a woman who is absolutely not.
** Not their real names. I figure since I’ll be talking about them I better shield their privacy a bit. I need at least one of them to take care of me in my old age. Someone has to make sure I don’t wear too much blush or bedazzled tracksuits.
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