Well, I don’t have any pictures to share right now. So I figured I’d do something a little different. Not as exciting I’m sure, but still a post.
So, my name is Patti Finton. I was born and raised in the great state of Alabama. I have a big family who knows the true meaning of togetherness. I was raised on a farm and I know the meaning of a hard days work.
Yea, kidding.
Okay, so there is some truth in between all of that…maybe…I guess… My name is Patti Finton. I was born and raised…well, okay I was born in Cortland, NY and I was raised, well, everywhere. I lived in Sempronius, NY, then Clearwater, FL, then moved back to Homer, NY, then again to Cortland, NY. I ended up staying in Cortland through most of my college career. When college was over I ended up moving to the great town of Oneonta. I lived there for two years (okay no it’s not great). I then moved back to FL but this time to New Port Richey. I stayed there for awhile and that was where Erik was born – then we moved back up to the grand ole’ state of NY. We lived in Binghamton for awhile, then we sold our house and now live on Song Lake in Tully.
That’s my life. The epitome of it all. That’s all she wrote, folks.
Yea, kidding.
Kind of. : )
I do come from a very large family. My dad had 6 half/step siblings, and my mom had 5 siblings. My dad really never got along with his family, with the exception of one sister, my Aunt Pinky. So I guess we are what you would call estranged from my father’s family. We never talk to them, especially since my father passed away (oh, and my dad passed away in February of 2009). My mom wasn’t really close with her family either – so even though I do have a huge family, I don’t really. So that whole togetherness is not how you would define my family. My dad’s family is all in Florida, some of my mom’s is here in NY. So, my family is my boys.
And I have the most amazing family ever, thankyousomuch.
I never used to be a dog person, but they are so much a part of my life now that you can’t define me without bringing them up. I love my pups, and they love me. The devotion they give me is, awesome.
Sometimes I think too much and believe that I’m not interesting. I’m an ultra perfectionist as well. There, now you know some of my downfalls.
On the other hand, I give all of myself in everything I do. And I promise you, I know how to love. And love we do.
I think that writing can be therapeutic. I also think that laying in bed with your husband can be too, so sometimes one wins over the other.
And the better one is going to win right now.
