About

My name is NaysWay, and I have huge hands. If I told you this sham of a name was given at birth, you’d instantly know I was lying. So I’ll spare you.

I started this website in 2005 under another name, lit fire to it, and started it up again under a new name and new concept. Initially, I was looking for a creative outlet to get things off my chest, document photos of my family, and hone my writing skills as I dream of being a fiction novelist one day. I’ve had to all but scratch the first one since my family frequently reads my posts, and I would still like to be invited over for major holidays.

I am a college graduate which means absolutely nothing except that I learned how to amass debt at an early age. Being from Ohio, I attended THE Ohio State University. (And, yes, you have to say THEE in front of it or we’ll sit on your face… oh, and your car is on fire. Sorry about that.) I could have very easily received a degree in binge drinking and cow tipping but, instead, I took the high road and got my degree in English. Given my mastery of run-on sentences, no one but me and my high school English teacher are impressed (Hi Jeaneen!).

As a kid, I suffered with depression, isolation, and self-mutilation which ultimately led to two suicide attempts. Since I’m still here, I’m using the opportunity to count my blessings, reflect on where I went wrong/keep going wrong, and help someone in the process. Apparently, I still have work to do. And I can’t let my mother think all that binge drinking I learned in college was for naught.

After burning my old site to the ground, I made an assessment of myself and realized I have quite a few mental blocks to overcome. Thus, FEAR became the new concept. I am frequently recounting the things I’m most afraid to conquer in my road to self-discovery and development. I rehash my slips, ponder my set backs, and relish my victories and things I’ve learned along the way.

I love escapism and use Features to highlight a few outlets. Sometimes it’s music, sometimes it’s a movie, or sometimes it’s a television show I’ve just committed myself to and is on the verge of cancellation. (Always with the cancellations.) And while I’m not Oprah, I do have a fun little book club where I showcase the latest on my nightstand. From time-to-time, I’ll have fun giveaways of books and such.

Home Movies is the one section my children will probably grow to hate me for. They play, they make up songs – I record for all posterity and future blackmailing moments.

In Living, I share recipes and cooking mishaps, review places I’ve eaten or would like to, chronicle my struggles with weight, health and exercise, and pontificate the highs and los of married life. Don’t worry. I don’t know what I’m talking about most of the time.

My kids are snotheads. I love ‘em to pieces. I have a nickname, so do they. Booger and Mooter are the pinnacles of my Parenting section. They light up my life… and make my head hurt.

Lastly, I’m insanely random. I suffer Stream Of Conscious thinking. (I call him SOC. He’s pretty.) Sometimes my randomness comes out in my dreams, my accounts of pop culture, and in my everyday writing. I’m so all over the place, I confuse myself often.





Nickname Origin: (Pronounced “bee-fam”) This gets a little tricky, so pay attention: The first initial of our last name is “B”. He, myself and our two children are a “family”. Put it together, and what do you get? Class dismissed.
Age: Utterance is punishable by death.
Loves: Me, sarcasm, technology, fixing things, me, his kids, ironing (true story – don’t ask), silence, sleeping, me, junk food, candy, pastries, being left alone, sports and me
FEARs: Me (KIDDING!), large dogs, being stuck in a rut, confinement, pictures
Future Self: Anything he desires to be. I am hopeful.


Nickname Origin: Mooter was over seven pounds when born. BFam and I weren’t. BFam said, “My God! She’s a moose!” Hence “Moosey” which turned into “Mooter”… somehow.
Age: 8 years old
Loves: Self-inflicted drama, musicals, vanity, drawing, coloring, ameenuls (a.k.a. “animals”) especially canines, her sister
FEARs: The dark, dust bunnies, her shadow, loud noises, wind, bees, mice, things floating in water, her sister
Future Self: Entertainer / movie director / artist / emo


Nickname Origin: Have you seen that kid’s nose?
Age: Terrible 3
Loves: Being the boss, saying no, terrorizing the dog, terrorizing her sister, eating, playing in dirt, blowing snot bubbles, eating, poking her sister in the ear, dancing like a crazy wild woman, eating, running around naked, naps, whining, and eating
FEARs: Nothing
Future Self: Corporate executive / revolutionary / culinary chef / construction worker / dare devil


Name Origin: Named by BFam after all-around athlete Bo Jackson (it would have been “Stumpy” as he’s missing part of his right ear… we decided against it)
Age: 7 years old in canine years (46 in human years)
Loves: Sleeping, eating, farting, sleeping, stubbornness, jealousy, eating, belly rubs, sleeping, warm baths, vacuum cleaners, dust bunnies, table scraps, snoring, sneezing in people’s faces, his momma (me) and eating
FEARs: Being alone, missing a meal, hair dryers
Future Self: Supreme Ruler of the Universe (yes, he’s just that awesome)


Last updated: January 22, 2010