Hello, I’m Ashley.
This picture is evidence that I dance. It probably won’t happen again for another 75 years, just like Haley’s Comet.
I’m in my mid-twenties, though my soul is at least 74. Don’t ask me how I know this.
I’m planning to elope. Eloping is supposed to be spontaneous and unannounced, but I plan everything.
I don’t believe in reincarnation, but in my past life, I was a flight attendant, a WWII war nurse, a painter, and a Franz Liszt groupie.
I love to organize. I’ve bought so many things with which to organize that my house is now cluttered and I can’t find a thing.
I will one day design the most perfect day planner in creation. I believe this perfect day planner will bring world peace.
I am one of three people in the entire world that loves Big Red soda. It tastes like bubblegum, is made of sugar, and will stain white tanks, but it is my childhood in a 12 oz. can.
I have never, and never will have pretty fingernails.
I love books. Fiction, poetry, anthologies, histories, dictionaries, manuals, and most recently, cookbooks. I LOVE cookbooks, especially those with lots of pictures.
I am working my way through a bucket list. I started with a pottery class, and I hope it will end with a time machine and Mae West.
I am meant to wear 40s clothes every day of my life. This is unfortunate, as I am at least twice as big as the average woman in the 40s. I need a seamstress that takes a graduate instructor’s wages.
If I had to pick an actress to play my life story, I’d love to be able to pick Audrey Tatou. However, I think Gilda Ratner might be more appropriate.
Even though I teach them, unless they are in my classroom, undergraduates annoy the heck out of me.
I have an unhealthy addiction to office supplies, especially Sticky Notes and Sharpie Pens.
I love emails and blog comments.