Notice the bad ass 5 lb dumb bells I forgot to take off my coffee table, and Holly conveniently calling me at the end. Anyway, I'm tired of only having those old songs/recordings up, so I resorted to desperate measures.
Who am I? I'm a musician, singer, and life-long student. I'm a daughter, sister, granddaughter, niece, and friend. I'm a writer, both spoken and sung word. I'm a cook/baker, and animal lover. I only use the blue label Chapstick, and am addicted. I'm a soul searching, non-traditional spiritual person who can be very conventional at the same time. Sometimes, I can be a complainer (I'll admit it). I'm blunt, but half the time I don't know I am. I'm a reader, movie watcher, and die-hard river swimming rat. Broccoli and cereal are two of my favorite foods. I'm a victim of obsessive compulsive disorder, a jack of all trades, and have a terrible sailor's mouth. I'm cynical, and it's hard to get a true blue laugh out of me unless you're being tacky and mean (terrible, I know). I've never met a stranger, will ask you anything, and expect you to do the same to me. I'm constantly trying to resist the urge to go after my hair with a straight razor. I'm unpolitical, a daddy's girl, and have a fetish with staring into people's pantries. I love kleenexes; use them for everything. I have to finish every meal with something sweet. I'm a loner, SEVERE nail biter (ouch!), and have a major phobia with excessive saliva. I'm independent, strong, and stubborn as hell until I think I've hurt your feelings; then, I'm a mouse. I'm an outdoor enthusiast, pottery collector, worry wort, extreme dog walker, and phase queen. I love socks. I love sandals. I love wearing socks with my sandals, and own it. I spend a good 5 hours at the beginning of the day clearing my throat, and grunting; it's kind of embarrassing. I'm completely impatient which also means I'm impulsive. I owe my music talent to my very gifted gene pool. I'm a wannabe red headed rocker; I'm really a huge dork. I'm a food snob. Some say I'm pessimistic; I say I'm realistic. I'm a lover. I'm a seeker. I'm a questioner. I'm ignorant to all that I have not yet experienced. I am my songs. I am my words. I am a product of society, culture, and time. I am a product of some higher being. I am C.L.A.I.R.E. I am me.
