All you never really wanted to know, but I'm telling you anyways...

Hi! It’s me!

My name is Vicki Hughes. I’ve been married to my Aussie husband John since 1986. He serves as my gut-check, BBQ master, bug killer, perfect-coffee-fixer, and source of endless fodder for this blog, as you shall discover. Since 1989, he has been designated handler of our beautiful red-headed daughter, Chelsey. We started our journey in California, took a few detours through Atlanta and Tennessee and now we live in a beautiful bayside village on the coast of Alabama with my Momma, and four neurotic dogs. Without him, my life would be the color of a Russian warehouse in winter.

I have been a pre-school teacher, a bank teller, a mortgage lender back in the day of carrying pagers, a small business owner, a home school mom, a pastor’s secretary, and today I manage a day spa and salon, blog, make jewelry, cook, walk, pick dog hair off my clothes, and drink entirely too much coffee, and not quite enough dirty martinis. I believe life needs more humor and less pants. For more on this, I suggest Pants Are a Scourge, my pantslessness manifesto.

Several years ago I began (and invite you to come check out) a Facebook page called Life Doesn’t Have To Be Perfect To Be Thankful where I discovered a like-minded group of the coolest people who wanted to do their best to stay positive in this crazy world. Today, Hell-Bent On Happy is my way of staying semi-sane, and sharing the in’s and out’s of my slightly irreverent methods of staying positive. If words like ass and hell offend you, you are NOT going to enjoy your time here