So here’s where you find the self-indulgent “about me” information. Where to begin? Hmm I guess the Wittiest Widow’s origin story began on February 22, 2017 when I went from being a wife with the totally living husband, to a 31-year old widow with a dead husband. The “witty” part came later…when I started this blog roughly a year later, in March 2018.
I’m not particularly remarkable, just a basic chick who likes Netflix, true crime podcasts, the beach, White Claw, Virginia Tech Hokies, sunglasses (so much shade!), and silently judging people’s Instagram posts. They say comedy is tragedy + time, and this is my attempt at dealing with what will likely be the worst thing to ever happen to me as a white, heterosexual, upper-middle class, college-educated woman living in the USA. Thoughts are my own…and mostly thoughtless hi-o! Don’t take anything you read too seriously. Actual name, Emily.
I live in Florida (bring on the jokes), and when I”m not traveling for my very important job (which I can’t tell you what it is), I like skinny dipping in my backyard pool and not talking to anybody. Maybe I’ll get a dog someday, who knows.