Life Between the Crosshairs

Hello, and welcome to the world of Double Agent Girl.

This is intended to be a welcome post, a come on in and take of your shoes, or maybe don’t, because my house is a mess and please pay no attention to the grilled cheese sandwich stuffed in the mailslot. My kids are crazy. *Ahem*.

So just move those toys out of your way and sit down, with your shoes on, and I’d love to offer you something to drink, but the dishes are dirty and I’ve run out of coffee days ago, between my commitments as a full-time university student and single mother turned volunteer (teacher’s college is so hard to get into you know) and research assistant who moonlights as a writer and photographer when she’s not in the corner trying to control the voices, you’ll have to forgive me if I haven’t gotten to the groceries.

But I digress.

Have one of these cookies I found way at the back of my cupboard, they may be a little stale, but still good enough for our adventure. Watch your feet, I recommend tucking them under you, because my living room is a speedway, not a living room - didn’t I have YOU fooled - and Thing One and Thing Two may go breezing past at breakneck speed, moving at a state of blur with insane cackles trailing in their mist. They’re fun like that.

You’ll find, if you push around the piles here and there, a few golden moments. Moments when time seems to freeze, allowing you a glimpse at the beauty that is life, moments you could never get back. There is a smattering of hilarity here and there, always refreshing to the palate, and from time to time you may uncover some sadness. It’s all here, waiting to be found, mined and polished into a jewel with beauty that never fades. I’ll be your tour guide on that journey of discovery.

Just try not to get sniped.

DAG.

You can also read me here: www.doubleagentgirl.com and I co-write here: www.craftastrophe.net

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