Mom to Dave and Steven, science fiction fan, retired con runner, technical editor for the National Weather Service (how cool is THAT?), widow of writer Jack L. Chalker, and friend to many, lover of one. Physically, I am 49% of the woman I was 7 years ago. Emotionally, I feel like I've lived half my life in the last 8 years.
Former 'net hangouts include soc.support.fat.acceptance, soc.support.fat.acceptance.moderated, the Delphi Wednesday Night SF Literature group, Hyster Sisters (but they don't like atheists or Democrats there), and alt.tv.homicide and the invitational mailing list spun off from it. Oh, and I dipped a toe into rec.arts.sf.fandom but it made me crazy. (And it made me cry with a cruel remark on it, the morning my DH died). I'm still on several mailing lists. And I do Facebook, also. Boy, do I do Facebook!
I am a recovering SMOF. I am trying to reduce the level of mayhem and foolishness in my life. I try to keep my sink shiny. I am following No S, at least on days that don't start with "S." I can supply details if any of these are too cryptic for you.
I have a cat, a van-patterned domestic shorthair, Valentine, who is an affection sponge. We used to have a dog but he had to be put down. I'm hoping to buy a house and get another dog, and maybe an emergency back-up cat.
Oh, and if you are a liar, or a cheater, just know that while I don't consider myself better than most people, I am definitely better than YOU.