Things you Should Know . . .

I'm quite strange, er, unique. And there are just some things that are facts of my life that you need to know to be my friend. Or you can choose not to be my friend, but that would be tragic. {I promise I'm not conceited; I'm just teasing!}

I'm a meatatarian. Please don't hate me. I simply could not survive on vegetables.

On that note, the only vegetables I eat are corn, potatoes, watermelon, and cantaloupe. Argue with me all you want, but if they're grown in a garden, they ARE vegetables.

Despite my husband and late grandfather's addiction to westerns, I refuse to watch them. I think its a protest to all the times I was forced to watch them. Read: If there were reruns on, we watched westerns instead. Every. Single. Day.

I have a Mountain Dew addiction, but I don't drink coffee.

I have lived in Arkansas my entire life, in the same town {except when I was in Fayetteville for college}, but hope to move to Texas after I graduate from nursing school. Go Hogs!!

I have never had a cigarette or any illegal substance. I have probably only drank less than a gallon of alcohol in my life. And I only drink mixed drinks. I have to not be able to taste alcohol to drink it.

Our daughter, Ryanne Annaliece, will be 2 on July 9.



I'm type A. I need everything to be planned, and organized. I don't deal with chaos well.

Trey asked me out on dates for MONTHS before I agreed, and then it was only after coercion from a coworker. Thank God he was persistent!!

I changed my major six times after graduating valedictorian from high school. It's totally typical to need six years for a bachelor's degree, right?

I worked in banking for over 5 years in high school and college, but I'm pursing my master's degree in nursing so that I can be a nurse practitioner and/or nursing professor depending on where God leads us.

I love country music and cowboys. Wranglers {or cinch jeans} just make my heart warm.

I'm still madly in love with my husband after three years. He is my best friend and I'm so thankful to God for blessing me with him.

I eat salt on everything. And I mean everything. Pizza, macaroni, steak, popcorn, you get the idea.

I'm very sarcastic and I have a dry sense of humor. Blame it on my Dad.

I love country music. But old country music, REAL country music. Not Taylor Swift.

My resume was much more impressive when I graduate high school than it is today. Ha!

I'm not sappy. I don't cry during movies, and I didn't cry when Ryanne was born. Trey is totally the crier in our relationship. Don't say I told you so. I'll swear you're lying.

I'm a procrastinator. I like things my way. I'm bossy. And I'm demanding. But I'm working on it.

I'm terrified of roller coasters and water. Oh, and I can't swim.

I glow in the dark. But I've come to terms with it. Subconsciously, I think that's part of the reason I married Trey. He's part Indian, and that makes tan babies. Or at least so far it does.

I grew up on a Tennessee Walking Horse and beef cattle ranch, and spent my summers driving tractors and hauling hay. I hated didn't enjoy it most of the time, but today I'd give almost anything to be there again.

If you hate me, that's okay. I can't make everyone happy. And It's better to be myself and be hated for who I am than be loved for who I'm not : )

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