The random ramblings of a perpetual procrastinator. These are the life & times of a nursing home CNA navigating the ups & downs of living with someone who's living with a disability. A sometimes amusing, sometimes bittersweet look at my journey into real adulthood.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Day 23 - 15 facts about me

  • My birthday is on Halloween.
  • I don't like gravy or marinara sauce.  Yes, I eat my mozzarella sticks plain.
  • My favorite color is green.
  • I've owned two cars in my life, both of which were used.  I'm hoping my next car will be new.  If it is, it will probably be a Volkswagon.
  • I want to be a nurse when I grow up.
  • I love to cook, but I don't do it often enough.
  • I complain all the time that DJ doesn't help around the house.  The truth is, when he tries I tell him to stop.  I don't think anyone else will do it "right."
  • I have struggled with my weight my whole life.  I try to eat healthy, but I'm a victim of my busy lifestyle...and my total lack of will power.  I'm addicted to carbs.
  • I try to avoid caffeine as much as possible because I've had kidney stones twice.  It's really not something I want to experience ever again.
  • I laugh at most inappropriate jokes.
  • I swear like a drunken sailor.
  • I believe there are spirits & other-worldly things around us, & I believe the people who see/experience them.
  • I wish I was crafty, but I don't have the attention span to finish anything I start.
  • I watch too much TV.
  • I bite my nails, which I absolutely hate!


  1. your only the second person i've met whose bday is Halloween! happy early spooky bday ;)

  2. We are both nail biters. What a bad habit! My mom used to bite hers, so maybe it runs in our family. If so, we can blame it on our shitty genetics.

  3. I've totally fallen off the wagon, friend! What a lame-o I am.

  4. I like you more and more every post! I swear if we lived closer BFFs! =D & I NEVER finish anything, just ask the BF I have a closet FULL of unfinished crafts =D

  5. I think we might be the same person. Except for birthday and the nail-biting and marinara sauce thing. I mean, what kind of Italian would I be if I didn't eat marinara? Blasphemy!