There's certain things I do, and don't do every single day; or things I like and don't like—just things—you know. Here a few—maybe unimportant to you but not to me—tidbits, facts and other things that make me—ME!
Bad foods I can't live without:
Things I dislike about women:
Things I dislike about men:
Things you should always have:
a fully charged phone
$50 cash (for emergencies)
a full tank of gasoline
Things I can live without:
Things I dislike in people:
men who play with a woman's heart
frenemies, I don't need em'
Materialistic things I can't live without:
Middle school shenanigans:
Behind the east side of my jr. high school building, I had my very first kiss. His name was Bobby and I really thought I was going to marry him, after all, we swapped spit. That day, I wrote Mrs. Bobby Saprias on a piece of paper—500x.
During my college years:
I was a party girl. *boy how times have changed
I was studying to be a Broadcast Journalist.
I was introduced to false eyelashes for the very first time.
I got pregnant.
My second-semester, Freshman year, was spent over the toilet puking with morning sickness.
Two years later I went back to college.
In between being a young mom and a full-time college student, I got married, had my 2nd child—who by the way weighed 10 lbs, 11 oz. at birth (that in itself is surreal) and I knew it all. I honestly thought I had life figured out...
Things I do everyday:
Things I love about women:
Women who empower
Strong, independent women
Women who are genuine
Things I love about men:
a man who loves God
hard work ethics
sense of humor
Things you would never believe I've done:
I've cried for the douchebag
I've cried for the loser
I've cried for the player
Things I love about life:
making my own t-shirts
Slang terms I need to stop saying:
Things I advocate:
fight against animal cruelty
feeding the hungry
My childhood years:
My very first heart-pounding crush was in the 5th grade to a boy named Derek Dingler—who never knew I existed. Ughhh, I hate you Derek Dingler, but I'll never forget you, you little red haired, freckled face cutie. *I crushed on Barry Swift too but Derek had my heart.
When I was in high school:
My senior year I was voted: Most Beautiful.
I was a twirler, a cheerleader and a writer for the school newspaper.
Once, during senior year, I scheduled two dates, in one night and ended up with a guy knocking at the front door and another one standing at the back door. My mom was furious with me and made me go with the first boy who knocked; but not before she made me apologize and tell the other boy I couldn't go with him because I had another date waiting to take me out.
One winter night, I remember my dad decided to light the fire place in our home. Being that I was cold, I stood next to the fire to warm up. In the midst of warming up, the mini-skirt I was wearing caught on fire. Yes, I caught on fire my senior year, fun times.