Things I love: My family. My friends. My iPod. My career. Diet Coke. Traveling and exploring new cultures and ideologies. Reading. Cooking and baking. Cheese. Sunshine and warm weather. Bonfires. Hot chocolate with marshmallows. Daydreaming. Palm trees. Anything to do with water. My nephews’ giggles. Technology. Mountains. Thin Mint Girl Scout cookies. Museums. Thunderstorms. Watching football (Go Blue!) and tennis. Winning a cutthroat game of Scrabble.
Things I hate: Working out. Dishonesty. Brocolli and brussel sprouts. Snow. People who drive slow in the passing lane. Bad hair days. Spiders.
So what does all this mean? Quite frankly, I’m still trying to figure that out. Here’s what I do know: I consider myself to be a thoughtful, articulate, open-minded, well-educated, well-rounded individual. I’ve been told I have a “great rack”. I try to live every day by the golden rule. While some people may not care what others think of them, my reputation – both professionally and personally – mean the world to me. Chocolate will always be one of the major food groups. I believe in living life to the fullest; however, a balanced life spent between career, friends, family, love, and by myself hold equal merit. The healing power of retail therapy is not lost on me. I believe life is not as simple as black and white, rather, every color of the rainbow imaginable. (Come to think of it, I have been feeling rather purple-y lately. Maybe it’s because it’s the middle of winter and I’m craving sun, warmth, a patio, and a pitcher of sangria, but I digress…)
It frustrates me when people don’t use their brain, especially when speaking/commenting/posting out of line. I believe tact is, unfortunately, a lost art. So is correct spelling, grammar, and punctuation. I will always make time for shenanigans. I don’t have time for bullshit. I expect a lot from those I have relationships with; however, the standards I hold others to are not any higher than those to which I hold myself. Once I let someone in my inner circle, they are usually there for life. Let it be known, though, that I won’t be taken advantage of and follow the “3 strike rule” when necessary.
I wish I was more quick-witted. And outgoing. And on time. I think 90-minute hot stone massages, no matter how expensive, are worth every penny. I think some people should be voted off the island. I think kisses never lie. And I think that’s more than enough about me…