About Me

I have always loved learning things about folks that you wouldn't normally know unless you directly asked. I am a Psych major after all. I love learning little details about people. With that in mind, I thought it might be fun to share a little and see if you'll share back.

A few things about me and my life, in no particular, totally random order...

1. I can't have caffeine after 3-3:30pm or I won't sleep.

2. I have a little brother who's bigger than me. He's a Marine. He's also married to a sweetheart. He's a Luddite so I can't share much more about them. ;-D

3. One of my dreams is to be a published author. I've written and illustrated a series of children's stories that my sweet hubby had made into books for me.

4. Even though I'm constantly teased about how OCD and anal I am, I've never been diagnosed with OCD and I'm wayyyy less anal than I used to be.

5. I love Jesus with all my heart, but always wish I could stop living life to spend all my time with Him.

6. I'm a voracious reader. I recently read 11 books in a 10 day period of time. Which included work and all the normal stuff. I re-read my collection of Lori Wick books twice a year.

7. I married my high school sweetheart after five and a half years of dating. I promised my family I'd wait until I graduated college to get married, so exactly one week after I graduated, we had our wedding.

8. CC and I always said we'd never have pets (didn't want the responsibility). Seven years into our marriage, after a year plus' worth of thought, prayer, and research, we got our furbaby, Scout. She has many nicknames and I can't imagine life without her.

9. My brain is way faster than my mouth, which means often when I speak, I don't seem to make sense. In reality, I'm about ten minutes farther down the road in the conversation. It's actually the other person who's behind. :-D We joke with our friends that CC is my translator and will bring folks up to speed on how I seemed to jump subjects so fast.

10. I used to rebel against being a girly-girl, but decided to embrace it once strangers assumed CC was my son and not my husband (He's older than me by one year, but has a baby face.). I immediately sought out professional help for hair and make-up. A horrifying experience, I assure you.

What about you? Did this bring anything to your mind that you'd like to share?