To be frank, I am often screwing up. I am the bull in the china shop, the porcupine at a balloon store, and if you are wondering where all the empty water bottles all over the house came from… it’s me. I am missing the genetic link that makes me a type A personality.
All my thoughts are often wild, artistic and out of the box. You could never call me “grounded”. I love big extravagant things, dinner with the family, fluffy pillows, crazy colors, blue hues, seashells, the sound of the ocean (unless I have to pee) dog hair everywhere, and the lost look sometimes found on my face. I feel the need to be surrounded by beauty (this why I don’tlook in the mirror), so beautiful pictures, fabrics, and whimsical anything is right down my conveyor belt…(alley). I love DIY, you just can’t be looking for precision, because life is to good to waste on perfection!
Since being married in September of 2008 I have been struggling with my ability to be a wife. There are just sooo many things I am not perfect at- but I love that about myself! My issues start in the kitchen and end in the closet. Don’t ever ask me to fold the laundry if you dont want it inside out. I like meals that don’t involve measuring cups or cutting onions. I am precisely imprecise, and ain’t nothing gonna change.
I worked 7 years as a visual merchandiser, alot of my ideas come from that. I met and fell in love with my husband in 2.3 seconds. We have a spectacular life we would not trade in for anything.
I am a bit goofy, and have serious potty humor (comes from my mother), and I ain’t a speller to weller either!