Mother Theresa is just that, a mother and a Theresa, so don’t go reading any saintliness into the name. Originally she’s from Ontario, California, but one day Jesús knocked on her door and she followed him to Pamplona, where they now live with their three lovely daughters and a whiny Siamese cat. And, no, she doesn’t run in front of the bulls, or hang out at the Hemingway bar (Theresa, not the cat...well, the cat doesn’t either, but that’s beside the point).

Currently, she’s a woman-of-all-trades (which is just a glorified way of saying bored housewife), and when she’s not at her blog, The Rain in Spain, you can often find her tripping over toys, answering questions about where babies come from and who invented chalk, or tackling immense mountains of ironing. But mostly, she’s blogging.

Her motto is “If you can’t laugh, what can you do?” After all, when you spend a lot of your time cleaning toilets you’d better find something to laugh about.

She came into writing accidentally, much in the way an unsuspecting insect flies into a spider web, but at least she’s still alive, which is probably more than the bug can say. After college, she hadn’t so much as written a letter until the day her blog was unleashed into the blogosphere, and now no one can stop her unrelenting flow of nonsense. Some say it was a dangerous mistake, but most people just laugh and humor her. Where is she headed? Nobody knows, but one thing’s for sure, she’s having a lot of fun along the way (and it’s a great excuse not to do the ironing).

You too can contribute to the Keep Mother Theresa from Ironing campaign by e-mailing her at theresaosinga[at]yahoo.es.