Girl From Texas
My blogs
| Occupation | Student of the universe |
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| Location | DFW metroplex, Texas, United States |
| Introduction | My parents were both raised in small Texas towns; my family has lived here since the 1830's. We've never been ranchers or cowboys or bootleggers or anything interesting like that. Daddy went to UT and mama went to Baylor. They must have done something right, because even though I was cute and all, I managed to get into Rice University, somehow, where I ended up with two degrees : a BA in classical history/English literature/business (minor in economics), and a Master's in education . I've worked as a marketing and sales manager for Proctor and Gamble, in retail store sales, as a librarian, as an archaeologist, had a brief stint as a fashion model in my youth, a waitress, and as a high school English teacher. Through it all I've traveled the world, read a lot of books, sampled the arts, met a lot of people, and earned a few more college degrees here and there. I'm on husband number two and I like to think I'm a better judge of men than I was 30 years ago. I share with you here not only my perspective on all things Texan, but life in general: Fiction, non-fiction, and many things in-between. |
| Interests | Painting, gardening, reading, writing, travel, gourmet food and wine, family and friends, arts and crafts, movies, music. Check out my free, public online art gallery on facebook : Karen Strecker Gallery |
| Favorite Movies | see blog entry "The Greatest Stories Ever Told" |
| Favorite Music | classical, jazz, blues, opera, classic rock, indie, techno pop |
| Favorite Books | Too many to list here. Read my blog. |
What's the most amount of sand you've ever had in your swimming trunks?
This has nothing do with the Q, but I just gotta get it off my chest: Haters gotta hate, but if you get all worked up and p.o.'d about my thoughts, hey buddy, change the dial. My blog is an online diary; I figure out what I think about something through the self-discipline of writing about it. You just happen to be able to read it.