

They Call me Pres
Or Mama, Mrs. Keith, Wifey, or in small circles, Cardi P.
Hey, what's up, hello. If you made it this far, you are either my Mom, best friend, or actually interested in my content. Regardless, I am glad you are here.
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I have been writing since before I can remember. Sometimes I write to let off steam, to reflect, or challenge myself. More times than not however, I do it to write things that only a few people think are funny, which seldom includes either of my less than amused toddler boys.
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Writing is a huge piece of my heart. The other parts are made up of my husband Shane, my two boys, my golden doodle Charlie and whatever Joanna Gaines is made of.
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We live in a small northern mountain town, in a home on three acres that we hope to renovate to create our forever home.
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We have a few other animals on our land, aside from the 12 neighborhood dogs that so kindly choose our yard to shit in. This spring we incubated 9 eggs to get 4 to hatch, 1 to die, and have 2 of the 3 survivors be roosters. Seem's about right.
Irony, humor, tears and tantrums can all be found here. Get your read on sister.
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