Who am I?

Being the voice of this blog, and the one typically behind the camera, I thought that for memories sake I should highlight number 1. Me. Although contrary to my blog you might think that it's Henry or Alan, or quite possibly my beloved giant cupcake mold. But there are a lot of things going on up stairs in this head of mine and I need to spill it on paper so one day when Henry is a father he can look back at this and know that his mother wasn't as crazy as he remembers. I could quite possibly be even more crazy.

- If one foot or hand gets wet, I have to wet the other.
-I can not eat skittles of different color together.
-I have to eat skittles in 2's, that goes for french fries as well.
- I might come off as shy when you first meet me, but I can promise it'll all be over soon.
-I am a total freak about my bank account, and do things that even I can't explain.
-I never thought that I could be crafty, until I met my good friend Lana. Now I think I'm pretty good.
- I knew the entire time I was in the hospital that I would deliver Henry early despite all the medical intervention. Call it mothers intuition, but I knew.
-I thoroughly enjoy cooking and can whip up a mean lasagna.
-I am very free spirited and choose to follow my own path.
-I have made bad decisions, but know that it's molded me into who I am today.
- I hate walking on the beach and getting sand on my feet.
-I hate dirty feet and hands.
-I can't stand my childs face to be dirty. Even when he was in an isolette in the hopsital I cleaned his face every day.
-I love to find and pick black heads on Alan's back.
-I have OCD when it comes to picking my split ends. Worst. Habit. Ever.
-I could eat a twisty cone every day.
-The trashier the reality show, the more I like it.
-I love making lists and color coding them where applicable.
-I can't stand not knowing the plan for an event.
-I call my mom at least once a day.
-Although I did not grow up in the same house as my father, I tend to say and do things that are just like him. It tends to freak people out.
-Music is my life.
-I tend to be very forward and don't beat around the bush. Want the honest opinion? Then ask me.

-One of the worst feelings to me is velvet or flour on my hands or on the countertop. It literally sends chills down my spine.


I am me, and every day I am becoming more comfortable with it.