About me, eh? Let’s see….
My driver’s license and birth certificate indicate that I ventured into my thirties but I’m almost positive I’m still twenty-seven and mentally always will be. I can have entire conversations that consist only of movie lines and song lyrics. I spend entirely too much time on twitter and I’m a wee bit of a political nerd who may or may not have live tweeted C-Span on more than one occasion.
A writer at heart (I think?), the digital stacks of partial manuscripts, articles and general babble continues to grow daily. I spent the last 12 years working for the government and will never again complain about street conditions or snow plowing. Never ever.
I’m a lifelong metro Detroit gal and spend large chunks of my time on vacations saying things along the lines “It’s a great town! I swear it’s not nearly as bad you’ve been led to believe!” to total strangers. My heart belongs to Detroit and rehabbing its image as entrepreneurs work to rehab its commercial and residential bases.
The last couple of years have been a little rough (deaths, career changes, other stuff that makes being an adult less fun that it was made out to be, etc.) and I’ve been left simply amazed at how much a person can grow and change over a handful of months. I’ve learned to embrace the beauty in the chaos and turn the rubble into something worthy of my time and energy and have found a ton of writing inspiration through it all.
I love music more than I can adequately express. There are very few memories that don’t have an internal soundtrack playing in my head when I think about them. There‘s something powerful about a song, and I love that I can be moved by a piece of music. I love that I have a couple friends who GET that without question or explanation. “It’s been the words when I couldn’t find them, a friend when I was alone, a toast to the things remembered, the strength for moving on.”
More often than I’d like, I have a hard time truly being in the midst of a really great moment, because part of me is sad that it’s going to end, that it can’t last.
I rarely take anything seriously – in that I can find a way to laugh at almost anything, or find the humor in even the most awkward of situations. I kinda love that about me.
I was asked during a job interview what my five-year plan looked like and I gave what I’m sure is considered the worst answer ever, even though I knew I should’ve made something up – “I don’t have one.” And I didn’t. I still don’t. I believe there’s a plan already in place for me and I have to trust in that. I got the job anyway.
There is nothing better in the world to me than going to a concert. If I haven’t been to one in a long time I have withdrawals.
I’ve always wanted to be a photographer. There’s something special about capturing an image at the perfect moment. That’s why I take a million pictures all the time.
I don’t think people should be allowed to get married under the age of 30. Your twenties should be for figuring out who you are and what you want, for trying and failing.
I think New Orleans is the greatest place on Earth. Yes, it’s still there. It’s still worth visiting. The French Quarter and the soul of New Orleans was not destroyed by Katrina. My grandma told me that New Orleans was always my grandfather’s favorite place too, and because of that I finally feel like I have some sort of connection to him.
I have 32 first cousins. I love having a big, huge, crazy family and even when we bitch about each other, I wouldn’t change it for the world.
My uncle died my senior year of high school. He spent all of my high school years in a bed slowly dying from Lou Gehrig’s disease. His life, and his slow death, have shaped the person I am more than most would ever know or recognize.
I love sleeping. I actually look forward to it. I love naps, if I could do it every day and still get done everything I need to get done, I’d do it.
The smell of racing fuel is one of my favorite smells. It reminds me of a my dad and my childhood, and I would never want to change that.
Does that sum it up for you?