The Girl Revealed

So I told you I'd post more about me and I actually am doing it relatively quickly! If you knew me, you'd know that this is a major feat. I'm a bit of a procrastinator (read: lazy butt). So what can I tell you? I know! Let's make a list! I love lists.



· I turned 34 last week.

· I am the daughter, granddaughter, wife, niece, and cousin of cops. All for the same dept.

· I can type more than 60 wpm.

· I love Diet Dr. Pepper, but I’m trying to kick the soda habit altogether.

· I married a man who was my dad’s partner at work.

· I have two amazing sons who are both stellar athletes (but I am a little biased).

· Said sons are 14 months, 2 weeks, and 5 days apart. Not intentionally.

· Because of the above mentioned age difference, I was a prime candidate for the loony bin for a while.

· I took medication for my loony-ness (I am not poking fun, just stating my facts) for 2 years.

· I am not as conservative in politics as my husband wishes, or as liberal as he thinks.

· I love baseball more than many people love their children and I can hold an intelligent conversation about it.

· I love to keep score at baseball games.

· I’m a carrier of the strep virus.

· I grew up in a family that epitomized the phrase “It takes a village to raise a child” and I loved every second of it.

· I’m sad that I’m not raising my kids the same way.

· I’ve had two friends since 3rd grade (that I still love incredibly), and one since 7th (who is still absolutely my “BFF”). Past that, my closest friends are people I’ve met from 25 on, and there are not many of them.

· I hate the abbreviation BFF (and many others).

· I have thumbs of lightning when I text.

· I love the TV shows Bones and Parenthood.

· I am lazier than the average bear. Way lazier.

· I didn’t learn who Jesus was and that I could have a relationship with Him until I was 24.

· My mouth is my biggest enemy. Not just because it speaks before I think, but because I am battling the sailor within and it’s one of my biggest struggles.

· I’ve never seen an episode of “Seinfeld” or “24” and I’m ok with that.

· I love to bake, but hate to cook. I’m good at the former, but stink at the latter.

· I want others to see Jesus in me, but worry that all they see is the broken me that I fight to keep subdued.


So, by no means is this all about me, but it might be all you can handle for now! More to come, I'm sure. Because the world really does need to know more about me. GAG.