About.

Lover of picnics, turning cartwheels, and climbing mountains.

I like to visit grocery stores in other towns just to see what they have there. Typically they have the same stuff, but occasionally, you find hidden treasures. Something about the long aisles of grocery stores always make me feel like tap dancing.  I've never actually taken a tap lesson, so it's mostly self taught stuff. 

I like red wine, and not white. I think washing dishes by hand is therapeutic. I'm a very tough critic when it comes to burgers. I believe in sampling meals as you cook them. I think you should always have something to celebrate-- whether that's a new job, an anniversary, or even just making it through another Tuesday. 

My life is a life full of just trying to plan what nights I wash my hair around my weekly schedule. It's battling five o'clock traffic, and texts that say "Let's lunch soon!" It's getting mail from a friend, trying on several outfits before work each morning, and making roast in my dutch oven.

No matter how many times I take the hat sorting test, I always get Slytherin. At first, it was upsetting, but now I'm just trying to embrace it. My heart skips a beat when the curtain opens and the music starts playing at a live musical production. I love to wake up to sunshine, and I truly believe that food tastes better when eaten while sitting outside on the patio with good friends. There is something sacred about Gilmore Girls, and I truly think drinking a Show Coke at Liberty Theater keeps me young. That, and singing Shania Twain songs in the shower. 

I don't understand rooster themed kitchen decor and I'm not sure how anyone could ever turn down a free sopapilla at a Mexican food restaurant. I think it's unfair that chlorine turns my blonde hair green, but brunettes can swim all they want without the fear of green hair. Fashion scarves make me sad because I don't know the appropriate times to wear them. I don't get why some people have hand eye coordination, and I have none.

I get a weird adrenaline rush when I communicate with people through emails. I have really expensive taste.. in shoes and in beer. I sing loud and proud when I'm in the car or in the shower. It can be anything from Barbra Streisand, to Garth Brooks, to Kanye West. 

I'm good at things that don't really get you anywhere in life. I can hold a handstand for hours. I'm decent at water skiing. And I picked up knitting for a time, but rarely do it anymore, so I taught myself to embroidery to fill the void that knitting left. People often consult me for assistance picking out paint colors for their home. I'm not sure why. I don't have much experience on design, but whatever. I'm the "do it myself" type. I want to fix it. I want to cook it. I want to use the hand sander. I want to do it without having to ask for help. 

At any given moment, I have snacks in my purse. This could be anything from fruit snacks, to peanut butter crackers, to an apple I've cut up and zipped up in a plastic baggy. I am always willing to share, but typically expect it to be more of a barter system. (I give you a peanut butter cracker and a mint, you share that 4 Doritos out of your bag with me.) 

I finally overcame my fear of getting gas when I was in college. I'm not really sure what I was afraid of. I never feared that the pump was going to blow up, or that I was going to get stolen. I just had this bizarre feeling, which required me to always take someone with me when getting gas. I'm glad I'm past that phase because it was really inconvenient and my friends were starting to hate me. 

I'm a speed walker. Maybe it's to make up for my short stature, or maybe it's just I have a need for speed. If I'm going somewhere, I intend on getting there as quickly as possible. All of my friends would definitely say this is my worst quality, and tend to yell at me in public places when I walk too swiftly for them to keep up. So unless you are a fellow speed walker, you should invest in some Heely's if you plan on shopping or taking a walking tour with me. 

When going anywhere with people, I always send the annoying "What are you wearing?" text. I know -- It's obnoxious and gets super old. However, I feel the need to coordinate with my peers. Why would I wear shorts if they are all in jeans? Or what if we all show up in denim jumpsuits and look like a home school family?

I like to get book recommendations from people at the airport. As I sit in the terminal, waiting for my plane to board, I look around at what people are reading. I jot down titles, then look them up later. I've found several wonderful books using this simple method. 

I faithfully watch a soap opera. We're talking, I DVR it and have to watch it before I go to bed each day. Is it weird? Oh absolutely. But it's become a tradition and a habit I can't quite break. 

Speaking of habits, I'm a lifelong nail biter.