Everyone asks, “Why coyotesusan?” Let’s start there…
In the mid-90’s I chose the moniker, coyotesusan, for reasons having to do with Native American mythology of the trickster and the medieval English court jester. I related to coy trickery and fashioned myself as a gal who could jest honestly with her monarch and keep her head about her shoulders.
Today, looking back on the days since I became coyotesusan online, I see an aspect of myself in another likable, yet infamous, trickster: Wile E. Coyote of cartoon fame. I have mistakenly blown myself sky high, dropped anvils on my fat head, and stumbled over cliffs into abysses of which I never expected to emerge intact. Survive I did, but unlike Wile E., I eventually learned from my mistakes and now live to tell the tales in bits and pieces.
Today I remain a transplanted city gal living with my amazing husband on the edge of Chicago’s western suburbs. A rare creature, my husband, as he can rebuild a car transmission and help me build a website! I just have to refrain from ordering anvils from the Acme Corporation!
I decided to remain coyotesusan in my blogging realm for old times’ sake…and the fact that people find it unforgettable!
In the meantime, join me as we continue to build the site and as always…
Thanks For Stopping By!