My name is Shannon, but those who know me well know call me Shaba. I’d tell you how I got it, but It’s a long story involving a paper plate message and high school sports and is less interesting than you’re imagining so I’m not going to bore you. You’re welcome.
I live in Southern Virginia with my brand new shiny husband, Zach, and our brand new shiny dog, Bruno.
I am NEPA transplant hailing from a small town you’ve never heard of where my parents and three not-so-little brothers still live.
Then I went to college in slightly larger town you’ve never heard of, near a city you’ve only heard of if you’re a “The Office” fan.
I majored in English and minored in Women’s Studies and then found myself with an MBA in Marketing. I’m still waiting for my educational alphabet soup to boil into a palatable career.
I work for the US government as a contractor. I get to write for money so I feel pretty blessed.
I’m a Cancer astrologically, which means I love to be in my home, my imagination runs away with me constantly, and I am overly sensitive and moody at times. My husband just loves that last part.
I enjoy looking at pretty things I can’t purchase, good television and so-bad-it’s-good television, chocolate covered pretzels, ice cream in any form, cheap wine, expensive shoes, watching my brothers play sports, ani difranco, and falling into a superb read.
Now for some Shaba Trvia:
I hold a high school sports record in riflery. I’ve also competed on a national level. If I ever become independently wealthy I’d train for the Olympics.
I met my husband on the porch of a hotel in Montreal.
I have zip-lined, sky dived, bungee jumped, scuba dived, hot air ballooned, kayaked, rock climbed, parasailed.
I can fall asleep on any moving vehicle.
I hate aquariums and large fish. To the point of a mild phobia.
I almost touched a Manatee once.