My Birth

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As for me I was born on the go. I have never learned to grow roots.
 I mastered the art of a true gipsy. 

My family was living in Virgina when mom thought it was time to go home to give birth to me.
  Home being South Carolina. No matter where we lived.

They where 45 minutes away from the hospital where my mom gave birth to my two brothers when Moms water broke. As luck would have it they had just passed a sign on the interstate that said hospital next exit. Dad pulled off drop mom at the emergency room door went to park the car by the time he got back to the entrance 

I had been born Jan 24 1968 12:05 pm Tryon N.C.
Moms Labor a total of 2 hours.

Flash of Today

I wondered where to start the tell of this adventurous life I have lived. Let start by where I am now. Then I will tell you stories of my life past and present

I am sober 1 year and 6 months. I live in the North East where I all ways said I would never live.
I don't like COLD. 

I am engaged to a man I meet on the internet.  I also said I would never meet a man off the net. (you will understand why I said that soon) 

We have our own business. Took over a little shop in February. It is an aquarium and terrarium store. We have "fancy rodents" and other small animals. I take care of the small animals, Mike ( my husband to be) does the aquatics and is also a reptile expert: however his best friend Sean takes care of our reptiles: he is pretty damn good himself with the reptiles.
We moved into a new shop about 3 or 4 weeks ago. Getting ready to do a grand opening. 
 We are everyday hard working people. 

I have called this life My Retirement.

OVERVIEW

I have been told many times that I should write a book about my life.

This story is not intended for younger people. 

This blog will have adult material and actions I do not indorse for young people. 

It tells a story of a woman hustling pool and cards in the bar to being a call girl to a top drug dealer running drugs from Cali to Carolina. 

Many twist and turns along the way my life lead me to the internet where I became some what of a porn "star".

 

I am telling this story to show there survivors from the "old School."

 I am not sure if names will be changed or not. The instinct does not need protecting and the guilty deserve no cover. 

The people I hold dear in my life already know my story. Yes, they will be shocked at some of the details I share some "family members" knows more than others.

This is a story of a woman who has done made her million dollars and blew it.