Here’s some stuff about me, because you know, I’m like, so, like, totally, like interesting and popular!
Okay - so not really...but here is a bit of background on my life...
Or some random things because I’m too lazy to write something real.
I grew up a farm kid.
Which basically means that I played with dirt and rocks a lot as a child.
I know, you're already amazed at just how much this explains.
I HATE HATE HATE cucumbers. EWWWA.
I put u's in words and use s's instead of z's because I'm Canadian.
I like wine.
Sometimes a little too much.
I've been known to drink wine in a bathtub.
Laughing hysterically the entire time.
I'm perfectly content to discuss life with small children.
They have perspective down to an art, and always know where it's at.
I often wish things were different.
I sometimes (erm. always?) talk too fast.
I hate cucumbers with a passion.
I’ll sit on the patio for hours.
Especially with a beer in my hand and friends by my side.
I'm pretty convinced that I'm doomed to be a crazy cat lady.
I'm rather picky when it comes to guys.
I don't see the point of being in a relationship when it could never last.
Plus I live in a small town where it's impossible to meet anyone.
Anyone DECENT it seems, that is.
That, and cats are pretty cute.
I eat far too many tic tacs. Especially the sour ones.
Ohhhh..now I want a tic tac.
I really like cooking random things.
It's fun to pretend that I know what I'm doing in the kitchen.
I try to travel often - but I always want to travel more.
So far I've been to around 25 different countries.
I have a list about a mile long of the many more I want to go to.
And about 25 I want to go BACK to.
I sing loudly while driving.
As long as no one else is in the car.
'Cause my singing voice is CRAP.
I don't have any kids, but I live with one and write about him often.
Because I love when he smothers me in unconditional love kisses.
He doesn't care if I don't wear makeup or anything besides pajamas.
He's the best kind of boy.
I don't drink coffee unless its delicious European coffee.
Or when I may be beyond the point of exhaustion.
Like, falling down tired.
Then I'll drink coffee.
I loooove the east coast of Canada.
It makes my heart REALLY happy.
And the seafood makes my tummy REALLY happy.
I'm one of those creepy people that smiles at strangers.
Just to see what they do.
I may also stare at people in other cars at stop lights.
Just to watch what they do when someone stares at them.
It's kind of way too amusing.
I hate change.
Almost as much as I hate cucumbers.
Lemonade is one of my favourite things.
If I was Julie Andrews, I would sing about it from a mountain top.
If I was Oprah, I'd give you all the lemonade you could drink.
Dinner parties make me happy.
Alas, most of my good friends are spread about across the globe.
This makes it difficult to schedule dinner parties.
Thus it makes me go BLAARG.
I pick cucumbers out of everything because they taste and smell like yuck.
I really wish I could fix the world.
I'm a huge procrastinator.
I realise the irony of wanting to fix the world and being a procrastinator.
I take too many photographs.
I'm not good at it, but it's something fun to play with.
Especially since I splurged and bought myself a pretty camera.
The snooze button is my favourite of all of the buttons.
In the whole world.
I love lazy rainy days when I don't have to go anywhere or do anything.
I REALLY dislike cucumbers.
I'm a huge book worm, but never take enough time to read.
I need to fix that.
I miss the good old days, when life seemed simple.
I hate my basement.
I also hate stupidhead people that act like jerks.
They make my angry face come out to play.
I use to be a nanny for three girls in Switzerland.
I'd love to take the journal I wrote during this time and turn it into a book.
Alas, some jerk apparently already DID that.
And then went and made a MOVIE too.
Mine would have been WAY BETTER with WAY MORE drama.
You have no idea the stories I have.
Maybe I'll write a sequel.
And become a millionaire.
I’ve got a couple of university degrees.
History. Psychology. Education.
I ditched the aformentioned university degrees to be a farmer instead.
A farmer who wears high heels in the muddy fields.
And her iPhone to check the weather.
And finally....have I mentioned that I don’t like cucumbers?
THEY’RE GROSS, PEOPLE.