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It’s All About Me

YAY! I got tagged in the 10 random facts about me thingy! Thank you, thank you, Vix! As if you don’t know enough already. I love coming up with new things to divulge about myself.

  1. I’m afraid of pretty much every animal. Baby lizards set me off into fits of screaming, jumping, and climbing. Seriously. I make myself look like a crazy person. Before AND after people around me realize what my problem is. That being said, it’s probably no shock that I don’t like animals. At all. The only ones I have any sort of interest in or kinda like are elephants and turtles. And of course, the wild, crazy ones like tigers. COOLNESS! But I’d only like the wild stuff to pet and take pictures with. That’s it. And I think peacocks are kinda cool. I like fish in aquariums. Those are the only pets I’d ever care to have. Because they’re pretty and add a little something to the ambiance. The water and everything. And they don’t leave fur or poop all over the place.
  2. I never drink from cans or bottles. No, wait. VitaMalt is always better from the bottle. It’s not the same once it has been poured out of the bottle, or sipped through a straw. Actually, VitaMalt in the can is awful. Nothing like the same greatness bottled. Other than that, I need a cup or a straw. Oh, water is an exception too. Water tastes AWFUL when sipped through a straw, doesn’t it?
  3. Of all the things in the world, I would most like to be a SAHM (stay-at-home mom) and housewife. It would suit me perfectly. I love a clean house. Cleaning the house is kind of like a religious experience for me. At times, I play a little music, and get in the zone, and BAM! I’m done. Then I revel in the total cleanliness and fresh scent of my home. At other times, I move through the house in silence, and clear my head. And the kitchen. Dear, sweet, holy goodness. Cooking and baking?! YES, PLEASE! I love a well-stocked kitchen. All the better for preparing favourite meals, and experimenting with new ingredients and/or untested combinations of ingredients. I LOVE IT. That should really be my life. Honestly. Of course, I’d spend a good bit of time blogging, and maybe even run a little home business. *shrugs* Busy bee is what I like to be. Actually, I’d even like to home-school my children for a little while. I think doing it all their lives would be an injustice to them.
  4. I really really really love food. Like, REALLY really. I am a foodie. I love grocery shopping, planning menus in my head, coming up with new ways to season things and put twists on otherwise ordinary dishes, cooking, baking, eating, sharing, getting and sharing reviews, eating out, finding cool new restaurants, figuring out what restaurants’ best menu items and strong points are… The entire process. Food, food, food. LOVES it!
  5. I like music. A lot. Lots of genres are okay with me. I can rock out, I can belt out (or lip sync) ballads, I can sway to R&B, I can sing-along to stupid, catchy pop songs, I can “buss a wine” to reggae tunes… I like pretty much any type of music. One of my favourite things to do is discover new music. I love finding out about (almost) unknown bands and singers (you know – the YouTube people who don’t get featured on Fox News), LOVING their music, getting it any way that I can, and waiting for them to be great. And of course,  proving my awesomeness to myself when I refrain from saying, “Yeah, well I knew about them 2 years before they have a video on MTV” when everyone starts talking about the new artist/band they suddenly LOVE. I’m now following a few people on WP who share their music finds, and OMgoshness! Love and appreciate it. New tunes for my iPod! WOO!
  6. I thrive on challenging myself. I’m constantly setting goals, and annihilating them. I do big things. Then I have a lull where I’m just normal. Ya know… Like you. (Kidding. Or not.) Then, I get all Oh-my-goshness!-I-should-totally-do-this-amazing-thing-just-because-I-KNOW-I-can-KILL-it. And then I think about it. THEN I research it to DEATH. Yes. To death. I find out everything I can. I go to about.com and read blogs and YouTube it and all this stuff. Then I get caught up in things that are remotely related to it. By that point, I’m completed obsessed with the whole brilliant idea, and want to blow my own mind, so I get AMPED-the-heck-UP. And I do it. E.g. Running. I read a blog post about SHOES. Running shoes. It made me think about running. I did a little reading on running. I wondered if I really hate running. No. I never really ran to know. Hmmm… I should run. I could probably do it. Hell. What am I saying?! I can SO run. ESPECIALLY if I get those super cool shoes non-shoes. Yeah. I’m gonna run. Wait. What’s the challenge gonna be? What do runners do? Hmmm… MARATHONS. Yeah. I’m gonna marathon up in this mother! YES. Wait. That’s a lot… Blah, blah, blah. Then I decided to train for a 5k. And I (window) shopped online for gear. Everything running-related. Shoes, non-shoes, hydration belts, cool, funky shorts (because I will NOT be running in boring pants. No, ma’am!)… You see what I mean here? Challenges. And obsessions. I like ’em. Stay posted.
  7. I struggle with water drinkage. Majorly. It’s a work in progress. I have to be very conscious and conscientious about it. I keep my 32oz. water bottle on my desk at work. Sometimes, I play little games with myself. E.g. Every time the phone rings, I drink two mouthfuls of water. Every time I heard a word used or pronounced incorrectly, I drink two mouthfuls of water. Weird? Funny? Whatever. Gotta do what ya gotta do! I’m getting there. Today, I’m not winning. I’ve had about 4oz. I know, I know. But listen… Two days ago, I only had 2oz. left in my bottle when I got home, and I finished it off when I got there. And yes, I know 32oz. is only half of what I should be drinking. Let me tell you this: Previously, I would go two weeks without having water AT ALL. See that there? Progress.
  8. I often lament about not having any talents. Particularly of the artistic sort. I wish I could draw. I wish I could paint. I wish I could sing. I wish I could dance. I wish I could sculpt random things and call them “art.” I wish ANYthing that ever leaves my hands (after being worked on or transformed in some way) could be called “art.” *sighs* It’s just not in me. I complain about this to Babe (who is a singer/songwriter), but of course, I get that indulgent, “there, there, pussycat” stuff. “You are talented. You’re a great writer…” Right. That’s why you’ve never asked me to co-write a song with you. 😦 Oh, well. You like me, don’t you? Or my blog… Is that art?
  9. I secretly want to own and run a bakery. Brownies, cookies, cupcakes, cakes, muffins… Fun stuff. I want to take a cake decorating class. I want to learn to properly and prettily ice/frost cakes, work with fondant, etc. When will I be able to do this? I don’t know. It really may not be in this lifetime. But I really, really hope that it is. I love baking. And I’m pretty good at it. I want to share it with the world. But it has to look BETTER than good. I can decently frost a cake, but by bakery standards? Remember what I said about my artsiness? The fact that I lack it? Yeah. That.
  10. I make up words. And then I use them like they’re real. E.g. Artsiness, drinkage, foodage, goshness… I feel fine about adding “ness” and “age” to pretty much any words I need to use or make into a different part of speech. I see that as my right. I am a lyricist. A WRITER, dang it. If only by that definition where a person who does something is a somethinger. E.g. A cook is a cooker. Well, no. That didn’t work. A person who plumbs (does plumbing) is a plumber. Which reminds me, it cracks me up (and sometimes annoys me) that every Nancy and Bob with a camera calls her/himself a photographer. Seriously, you’re a hobbyist. Or whatever. Get off it. LOL.
Annnd, those are 10 random facts about me. I keep proving to you that I may be slightly insane, don’t I? You’re welcome. I know you appreciate my upfrontness (<—One of my originals). Hearts and butterflies, y’all! 🙂
Oh, WAIT! I have to tag 4 people to do this funness (<—Another. And I’m SO not doing this on purpose)!

Me, Randomly

I’m slightly addicted to blogs. I have a few that I check out regularly, but from time to time, I search for new blogs. I may do this by randomly googling “top ten blogs,” or doing more specific searches like, “cycling blogs.” I’ll fix up my blog soon and include a blogroll, and you can be SURE that I’ll often share content from my daily blog reads. I like blogs by one dedicated writer as well as those written by a few people and/or random contributors. Whatever the case, I like to know a little bit about the blogger. It makes reading the posts so much better. I feel like I understand a little more. For that reason, and that reason only, I’ll enlighten my readers. I’m gonna tell you about myself! WOO!

My first speech for Toastmasters – The Icebreaker – was entitled “Who Am I?” I started the speech with a little something like what this post is about to become. Hang on to your seat, person!

How do we really expect people to define themselves? I always find it funny when a person says, “Tell me about yourself.” Dude, what do you wanna know? Do you know how much I am? How much is in me? How many things combine to make this fine, fine speci(wo)men in front you? NO! YOU DON’T!

I don’t identify (myself) as a member of any group or class. I’m not definable by race, age, gender, social class, religion, annual income… None of those things. For that reason, I’m pretty much always at a loss in “explaining myself” to new people. Now, when I’m asked to tell someone about myself, I choose completely random things about myself to share. The quality and quantity of the things I share depend on my mood, what I think of the person asking so far, the perceived reason for their request, etc. Since I’m pretty sure you must be pretty cool to be here, reading this, I’m going to give you some good stuff. There’ll be sprinkles of random-not-so-importantness, buuut, hey… Such is life!

– My favourite colour is LIME GREEN! Most of the things I purchase, I get in lime green where possibly. Currently owned in lime green: Glasses, iPod, BB case, Nook cover, Pandora charms, lunch container, wallet, change purse, work bag. Nalgene water bottle lost/stolen. 😦

– I love cycling. I’m not hardcore, riding for hours or miles and miles at this point. I’ll talk about this more in another post or two or three.

– I have a hybrid bike – Tatum. She and I spend about 35 minutes together on the road on weekdays.

– I live in The Bahamas. I was born and raised here. I don’t intend to stay here. As a matter of fact, I’m looking for a way out. NOW.

– Coca-Cola is greatness. I do my best not to consume more than a can of Coca-Cola per day.

– I have a rebounder, and I LOVE it. I got it mainly to improve my circulation, increase the fun-factor in life, improve my sleep life, and a little bit for the exercise. It’s pretty cool. Whenever I have my own house, there will be space for a big ol’ trampoline, and I will use it just as much as my children.

– I don’t have any children. YET. There WILL be children. I’m hoping for 4 or 5 of ’em. I think I’m going to have to start having these babies pretty soon…

– I have water-drinking issues. It’s a work in progress. I’m doing better these days with somewhere between 12 and 24oz daily.

Forget text messaging. BlackBerry Messaging is what's up! I love knowing when my messages have been delivered and read... And sending voicenotes are GREAT for the looong stories I often need to tell. 🙂

– I’m a BlackBerry user. I don’t think this will change any time soon. BBM is just too great.

– I’m on Twitter. A LOT.

– I studied Economics and Finance at St. Mary’s University in Halifax, NS.

– Religion is pretty crazy to me. Denominations (of religions) are insane to me as well.I have my own beliefs, but I’m completely aware of how ridiculous it could all be. I’m inclined, actually, to believe that I could take bits and pieces of various religions to form the best possible way for everyone to live. Love is great. Real definition and properties should be inherent, but are not, so people run around thinking they love when they really don’t. If love ruled and was our centre, we wouldn’t have to dream about peace, or preach about acceptance, or any of that stuff.

– I read a lot. I enjoy it. I spend a lot of my me-time reading. On my NOOK! 🙂 I have the original black and white. I’m now eying the new one-touch. *sighs* Someday, I’ll own it.

– I have three nieces and two nephews, and I love them dearly. They are my babies. I’ll probably be calling them “my babies” when they’re in their 40’s.

– I have a lot of parents. My mother and father both worked in the hotel industry throughout my childhood, so they called for backup. My grandaunt, granduncle, great-grandmother, grandfather, and three of my cousins (my dad’s 1st cousins; the grandaunt/uncle’s children) step in and filled in the gaps. My cousins now view me as another sister. Everyone else sees me as another daughter.

– I have two brothers and two sisters. I only grew up with my younger brother. The others are older and have different fathers from my younger brother and I.

– I love food. I love buying it, cooking/baking it, eating it, sharing my dishes with loved ones… Food is just great.

– I like starchy foods. Rice, potatoes, pasta, bread… YESSSSSS!

– I rarely consume red meat. I never eat pork. I’ve been off it since the great pig farm trip of 2001. And it has nothing to do with the treatment of the animals.

– I’m not big on animals. I actually quite dislike most animals. I tolerate the pets of loved ones. That’s about it. For my house, fish is the limit. Well… MAYBE turtles. Sorry, children.

– I have a guitar. Acoustic-electric. It’s my second guitar and I bought it last year when I moved back to The Bahamas. I haven’t played it in a looong time. Months. I’d been teaching myself, but I can only really do it when I’m alone.

– The beach is one of my favourite places. Sand is my least favourite thing about the beach, though I only like beaches with sand on them. Yeah. Figure that one out.

– I don’t like pencils.

Pencils feel weird. You don't write with a pencil. You just make lead scratch against paper (or whatever medium you're using). It sounds weird. It feels weird. I don't like pencils.

– I have a bad reaction to bleach, lysol spray, bug spray, strong perfume, ammonia… My nose is very discriminating.

– I am unable to nap. I can only sleep.

– I enjoy most genres of music. R&B, Reggae, Pop, Rock, Country… Some artists I really like: Pink, Justin Nozuka, Bedouin Soundclash, Toni Braxton, Tanya Stephens, Adele, Chrisette Michelle, Alanis Morissette, Naturally 7.

– Some of my favourite books: The Lovely Bones (Alice Sebold), To Kill a Mockingbird (Harper Lee), Lullabies For Little Criminals (Heather O’Neill), A Piece of Cake (Cupcake Brown)

– I wear jeans. All the time. Well… ALMOST all the time.

– When I have money, I spend it. I buy mostly what I need, but a little of what I want too. I don’t deny myself for the purpose of piling money in a place I can’t see it just so I can watch a silly number grow when I open a statement every month. This is not to say that I do not save when I am able to.

– My socks MUST be VERY cool. Striped, checkered, smiley faced… They just can NOT be plain ol’ white. Or black. Or anything plain.

I wear the coolest socks. No one else shows up for work in non-smelly funky socks. NO ONE ELSE!

– I quite like gerbera daisies. And sunflowers. Crown of thorns are also quite amazing looking.

– I enjoy gardening. I didn’t learn this until I lived in a house with a garden that needed tending in Halifax. I grew peppers, tomatoes, and a few spices. I cut the grass and weeded as well. Good times. Never thought I would enjoy it quite that much.

– I make an amaaaaazing chocolate cake. Among other things.

– I very, very rarely tell a lie. I don’t enjoy it, I don’t see the point of it, I’d rather just be honest, so I don’t lie. I’m so out of practice that it doesn’t make sense for me to even try. It’s far to obvious if I do. I count that as a good thing.

– I’m passionate about education, youth work, and issues concerning youth.

– If I had the necessary financial support, I would go back to school. To go further, if I could afford it, I would probably study for the rest of my life. Not to the exclusion of work (likely for myself) though.

– Dirty dishes disturb me. I often wash whatever is dirty after I cook and before I clean. And I generally wash the dishes before bed, and before leaving the house. Waking up and/or coming home to dirty dishes… AWFUL.

Well, there you go. You must know me, sort of, now. Right? Better idea of who I am? No? Sorry. Ask questions any time, and I’ll answer as soon as I can.