Um, yeah, so NO, I do not have extremely long, blonde hair, and my first name is not “Rapunzel”. 😛

I’ve not crocheted for months, so that can’t count. And even when I do crochet, I rarely tangle the threads. 😉

Also, just to be clear, I’m not involved in any sorts of love triangles or spy schemes or deceptions of any kind. That I know of. * shifty eyes *

The “tangled” part of “The Tangled Webby” came from a dear simming friend of mine way back when, alluding to the multitude of stories and thoughts and inspirations and ideas that I had (and have) when I play this game.

And, of course, it goes nicely with the idea of a “web”… “Oh, what a tangled web we weave…” My username since before [current internet] time has been WebbyMom… Not that the “webby” part has ever had anything to do with spiders * SHUDDER * but everything to do with our wonderful WWW. 😉

So there is it. I’m tangled. I’m intricate. I’m somewhat delicate and easily broken, but on the other hand, I’m strong and anchored and beautiful in my own way.

Especially in the morning sun when the light catches all the dew… erm, sweat.. on my face. I mean, when I glow. Yes. Glow. Glowing in the morning. Or anytime. Which only tends to happen when I have a hot flash, because heaven forbid that I exercise and glow…

WHO ASKED THAT QUESTION, ANYWAY? I’LL KILL ‘EM!!!!!!!!!!

*ahem*

And I’m a bit crazy. Never forget the “crazy”. I love the “crazy” bits. 😀 Crazy like a spider web in a wind storm. Muuuuwaaahaaahaaa haaaaaaaaaaaa…..

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I’m thinking you understand it all now.