| Teri DeLong | ||||
| PERSONAL: My name is Teri. It's not short for Teresa,
Terrilyn, Terrance, nothing fancy. Just Teri. I was
born a four-letter word, and I've spent my life trying to live up to it. ;) I'm 42 and single again, bitter and jaded when it comes to matters of the heart. Need a man-bashing line? I probably have one. I'm an A.S.E. Certified auto mechanic who traded in her Craftsman tools for a pitchfork and a tractor.(Ford, not John Deere) I'm the resident manager of a 120-acre horse farm where I singlehandedly am in charge of up to 25 horses, 2 dogs, 48 cats, and the upkeep and maintenance of all 120 acres. I often feel like I'm living out one of those old Western movies, where the widowed rancher's wife, tougher than nails, is left all alone, struggling to keep the farm going by herself. I've learned that I can rebuild barns, and build fence all by myself, (both solid oak and tension wire), and clear fencelines with my trusty brush-hog, metal-bladed weed-whacker, and Poulan chainsaw. Bwahahahaha! It's given me the overblown impression that I can do ANYthing if I put my mind to it.......an impression which gets me in trouble from time to time. RESIDENCE: Born and raised in central Ohio where I live to this day. PHYSICAL: 5'5 1/2" average 135 lbs, vivid blue eyes and muddy light brown hair that falls just past the shoulder blades and insists on graying, dammit. No tattooes or piercings of any kind, I don't wear much jewelry unless it's a pendant that's something small and sparkly, and I do have three gold heart-shaped rings that no longer come off over the knuckles that weren't quite that large when I put them on years ago. When it comes to jewelry, I'm a heart freak. I don't wear much make-up at all. Too much bother, and you can only do so much with whatcha got anyway. A little blush, and a little eyeliner is about it. I'm a definite jeans and boots, wash-and-wear kinda gal. SPIRITUAL BELIEFS: I was raised in a STRICT Christian home, 12 years of private religious school, but have come to the conclusion in my own life that there may actually be no ONE true way, and since I don't have Divine wisdom, I don't have the right to tell anyone that they're wrong and I'm right, and I now tend to separate myself from those who would force their beliefs on someone else. The only ones I hurt for are the ones who don't believe in anything. PREFERRED MODE OF TRANSPORTATION: Anything that runs. :) But if I had my d'ruthers it'd probably be an old battered pick-up truck, or a cute li'l stick-shift car. I miss my CRX. <pout> INTERESTS: I love animals, especially horses & cats. Drawing, painting, reading, and creative writing <sigh>....there's never enough hours in a day. I'm a music nut that has to have something playing in the background whenever possible, even when I sleep. I own several guitars(a 6-string acoustic, 12-string acoustic, an electric bass and lap steel) and I played bass and sang backup vocals in a truly horrible screechy country band for years until I finally got smart and quit in '89. I haven't played publicly since. FAV FK CHARACTERS: Vachon, of course! There's not a character that graced the FK screen that I don't like, but Vachon just shines too far above the rest. :) FACTIONS: Vaqueras, T&V Pack, DPs, RatPack Joining me in this War will be my horse, Sizzlin' AKA Sizzlebutt (or "Goober" when I'm aggravated with him). He is a veteran of War 11 where he managed to get himself stuck keister-first in the opening of a Ratpacker tunnel until Knightie Brooksie took her life in her hands and rescued him. :) He's a 16.3h bright chestnut American Saddlebred with serious issues from his past life as a show horse, has perfect ground manners and an abject terror of show rings, bright lights and pretty yellow butterflies. I believe he's an undiagnosed schitzophrenic who has flashbacks that would make Nick proud. Seriously......for no apparent reason he'll just suddenly duck and cover, or throw it in full reverse until he finally comes back to himself three fields over. For this War I will also have my old Ford truck and equally battered horse trailer, both of which will be parked at Vachon's old Church, making them fair game. :) |
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