Tracey Maron-Anthony grew up in Camarillo, California, home to the old and insane. Being neither, she moved to Los Angeles, where she met her knight in shining armor (Literally. Marcus saved her from creepy stalker boy. It was love at first kiss. He’s been rescuing her ever since). Being both, she moved back to Camarillo. She lives there with her two children (the one she married and the one she birthed) and no pets, because she barely has time to take care of herself, much less a four-legged furbaby.
Tracey is a writer/comedian/biller/masseuse/nurse/chauffer/nurse/maid. She is trying to learn that just because she CAN do it all, she doesn’t (necessarily) have to do it all by herself. She is also trying to learn the power of “no.”