Kris, at Junk Chic Cottage, has been kind enough to feature me in her Saturday Spotlight! I've posted what I sent here, but you can also check it out on her blog, Junk Chic Cottage. Kris is so sweet, has a beautiful home and writes a lovely blog. You really should check it out! I know you will enjoy it!
So, here's what I sent to Kris....
Facts about me:
My first blog post was January 31, 2015. I was terrified. I’m still terrified!
I’m Alabama born and raised. I do not like the colors orange and blue. ;-)
I moved from Birmingham to Dallas in 2011 and from Dallas to Nashville in November 2014. The hubby is giving me a tour of the country – in no particular order.
I’m currently in menopause. It started when I was 2 years old. I don’t remember reading about the curse of menopause in the Bible. I think it was skipped.....on purpose.
I’ve been married to the current hubster for 7 years. We met at a “haunted barn”. We wanted to get married on Halloween and have everyone attend in costume. The bestie nixed that so we got married on the 4th of July. We like that the entire United States celebrates our wedding anniversary! Here is a photo from our wedding…sheesh, look how skinny. Menopause took care of that!
Menopause started 6 months after we were married…send my hubby gifts and lots of “poor guy” messages. He doesn’t know the “real me” only the menopausal maniac I’ve become. He is 10 years younger and doesn’t deserve a menopausal wife, but here we are. Sorry about our faces...my little Samsung camera automatically airbrushes your face. I don't understand why it thinks everyone's face has wrinkles!
I’m a pinner not a tweeter. I can’t say anything in 140 characters or less.
I’m a girly girl. I don’t like to get dirty. Maybe that’s why my craft projects fail.
I wear gloves for everything…washing dishes, dusting, vacuuming, painting, potting plants, watering plants, mopping the floors, washing my car, emptying the trash…you get the picture. The gloves are pink.
I will not play sports. The fear of a breaking a nail is just too great. I do ride a bike.
I’ve never had a broken bone, but when I was little my dad ran over me with the car. My aunt opened the car door while we were going somewhere and I fell out. To this day I remember being embarrassed in the ER because the doctors and nurses saw my panties when they cut my pants off. I was about 5 or 6…all that drama over a little (a lot of) blood.
Some strange men joined my bachelorette party.
One kept trying to kiss me.
I finally let him kiss my cheek after these men gave me money…..as a wedding gift. The new hubby-to-be was not happy when he saw all the photos.
I chewed gum during my entire wedding. I was nervous.
I like getting people to pose for unusual family photos - like this...
And this. The young girl in this photo, who looks like she’s about 17 was 12…yep, 12.
I didn’t look like that at 12…this is what I looked like…UGH…that nose…that hair…those freckles, those eyebrows. I saw someone from school many years after graduation. She asked if I had a nose job...nope. She said "you must have grown into it then." Yep! I still laugh.
And one granddaughter.
The first time around I was married for 25 years. The first hubby died during the divorce ordeal…at my feet. I was confused as to whether I was a widow or divorcee. I still don’t know, but that was 11 years ago. I’ve moved on.
I’ve been to New York City and Las Vegas twice.
I’ve been out of the country once.
I’m a Marilyn Monroe, not Marilyn Manson, fan (go ahead, Google him). I miss Cary Grant, Audrey Hepburn, William Powell, Henry Fonda, Frank Sinatra, Mel Torme, Dean Martin (this list could take a few days).
My youngest son has Loeys-Dietz Syndrome (similar to Marfan’s). We've spent many years in hospitals and doctor's offices. He almost died once.
I love my lifelong friends (we all went to church and school together). I HATE having my picture taken but do not miss an opportunity to pose when it’s a good hair day – those silly girls totally messed up this picture, but I rocked it (good hair day and not too big in the mouth area).
I’ve been a photographer for about 20+ years.
The hubby and I love plays. Our first play to see together was The Full Monty. I. HAD. NO. IDEA what it was about (honestly) because I had never seen the movie. We sat at a table next to the stage - I didn’t see the ending…my eyes were covered. The hubby did and described it in great detail...all the way home!
Now you know more than you EVER wanted to know about me!