...to defeat the Huns.

Introductions are awkward and make me wildly uncomfortable, so let’s just acknowledge that if you’re still here, you’re probably my kind of weirdo. I am a mom of two human boys first and foremost. One is already taller than me and the other is close, so please send help. I am also a wife second, at least on most days depending on the vibes and the takeout situation. 

Teaching middle school accidentally shoved me into the world of design because apparently graphic designer is the unpaid minor they forget to mention in teacher prep. I did not hate it. In fact, I got hooked and started cranking out sarcastic stickers, shirts, and unhinged little designs for myself, my family, and fellow exhausted teachers. Somewhere in the chaos, I bought a laser cutter and named the business after my dino obsession and my two English mastiffs. They are convinced they are the CEOs, and that is how The Dino Dogs was born.

Procrastination and hyper-focus fuel everything you see here.

Yes, I have ADHD because of course I do which I'll be sure to mention with the same frequency as a vegan at a BBQ, but hey, if you're still reading without getting distracted, you're doing better than I am. 

I run on coffee like every other millennial mom and way too much Pop Punk for someone in her late thirties. If there is not a minor breakdown set to a Blink 182 chorus, is it even a Tuesday? My life is an unholy combo of memes, dark humor, antidepressants, anxiety meds, and forgetting my Adderall like it is a competitive sport. I am some flavor of unhinged and completely fine with it. 

The Dino Dogs is not just my strange little side quest. It is for every burnt out millennial surviving on chaos and TikTok reels. Being almost forty or already there is not optional, but as Wilson Phillips said, "Sometimes you just gotta hold on for one more day."