Who is Lenny Mud and why are we out of white wine?
Welcome to the first Lennymud blog post that was written by me (in case you thought those nonsensical paragraphs of SEO search terms was me and not
a Nigerian Prince someone else.
I'm just gonna open with this... full disclosure.... and then we need never speak of it again. I am
old ancient antique approaching full crone. Am I as old as your mom? Oh chile, I probably babysat for her. And if I did, you can bet my hair had the coolest Farrah Fawcett wings and we talked about how cute Parker Stevenson was.
But as we all know, age is just a number even if it happens to be a REALLY FREEKING BIG NUMBER. And instead of thinking of me as the "before" picture in a Botox ad, please when you read these musings imagine that I am Just Like Demi Moore, minus the money, the make up, the gorgeous bone structure, the handsome ex husbands, and the skinny genes. Other than that, pretty sure we are twins.
Except I don't even remotely resemble her. Also I am blonde. Ok, moving on....
Lenny Mud is a persona I created in response to a climate of ageism, sexism and misogyny that I found myself living in beginning in 2009. But before we find out how I went all Reverse Gender Tootsie, we have to go back further. Or, as I like to call it: That sounds like content for yet another blog post. Stay Tuned.