21 Things You May or May Not Know About Me

1. I love good food shared with good company. One of my favorite moments with you has probably been over a fabulous meal. Food has a way of comforting and uniting. A good meal warms my soul. I spend far too much time thinking about food, about my next meal, about the perfect meal. It also means I'm deathly afraid of becoming obese or diabetic as I age. One of my biggest fears is having uncontrolled diabetes and having my legs amputated. My brother forever will point and laugh, calling me "Stumpy". It's not funny.

2. I'm a terrible liar and never keep in touch.

3. There are two types of women in this world: bag hags and shoe whores... I'm the latter. I want to be buried in a fabulous Jimmy Choo stiletto.

4. I have recurring nightmares about my teeth. One day I'll way up with a snarly grin with huge gaps and teeth pointing in every direction. I had terrible teeth as a kid. Thank God for braces.

5. I'm afraid of people in masks, costumes and heavy make-up. I don't do well on Halloween and Mickey Mouse... well, he makes me feel uncomfortable.

6. My name is Sanskrit for cool (not moist! - I'm never going to live that one down). And I absolutely hated it growing up.

7. I would have killed to be Kelly Kapowski.

8. I'm an astrology nut. I don't really believe in it, it's just a fun hobby. But if you're an Earth or Water sign you'd better think twice before getting into a serious relationship with someone who isn't a Pisces, Virgo, Scorpio, Cancer, Taurus or Capricorn. And if you come asking me if you and your boyfriend/girlfriend are compatible signs I AM going to lie to you and say yes... even if you're a nurturing, motherly Virgo and he's a fire-breathing "look at me! look at me!" Leo. No offense Leos. I still heart you. Well a few of you.

9. I want to get my hair tested for mercury levels because I know I've eaten way to much tuna for my own good. I'd give up my right arm before giving up sushi. For those of you who think I'm exaggerating, I'm not sure it isn't at least half true.

10. Tequila makes me want to slit my wrists and wretch up something awful, but if you're buying I'm drinking!

11. I don't drink nearly as much water as I should. I'm like a two year old... unless you're going to give it to me with a twirly straw or in a slurpy cup, I'm not drinking it. At the very least I HAVE to have a straw to drink adequate amounts. When I do, it's because I'm paranoid about my skin.

12. I have an unhealthy and unjustifiable hatred/anger for pigeons. Don't ask.

13. I love the coffee dates Tyler and I have.

14. I have an overwhelming desire to be worldly. I try to be well read and work to develop a strong knowledge of the more exotic/finer things. But when it really comes down to it, I'm a burger joint-movie date kind of girl.

15. I respect people who speak their minds, those who exude confidence, independent thinkers, and natural born leaders... people I wish I were more like.

16. I have a knack for always choosing to see the absolute worst movie playing at the theater and I'm always convinced it's going to be the most AMAZING film of the year.

17. I don't have a lot of tact but I mean well.

18. I love kids and am excited to experience motherhood, but not anytime soon. One of my fondest desires is to have a strong relationship with my future niece. I say niece instead of daughter because my dada, who is an astrology whiz, told me I wouldn't have any daughters of my own. Regardless of what my brother decides to name her, I'm going to call her Laila. I want to dress her up in frilly things and bows and call her "Lailoo" when she's young... and I'll be her Fiya (baby name for aunt (father's sister)). Which would make Tyler, Foowa. Cute huh? Fiya and Foowa... sigh... Thanks Moe for indulging me.

19. Commercials were made for people like me. I'm a sucker for good marketing and can be convinced to buy almost anything if it's pitched to me right. I'm not proud of it but I deal.

20. I'm superstitious and my brother swears I have an uncanny way of jinxing things. I like to think of it as good intuition. When I was young my mom taught me to count crows and I can't see one without thinking of the rhyme. It's second nature. "One for sorrow. Two for Joy. Three for letter. For for a boy. Five for silver. Six for gold. Seven for a secret not to be told." If I only see one, I desperately search for a second. It's completely irrational.

21. I'm a summer baby but I've come to love SOME things about winter too, especially winter in Vermont: snowflakes tickling your eyelashes, the smell of apple cider donuts on my walk home from work, woolen caps, snow drifts that twinkle and Tyler's warm feet. I've also learned that I DON'T like digging a car out from piles of snow when it's only 8 degrees out. But Tyler did make it snow inside the car once, I liked that. It was sort of magical.

And that my friends, is a hat-trick.

If by the slimmest chances you're one of those hairy, smelly, I haven't showered in 4.68 years, "What's that caught in my beard, a WOMBAT?!, cave dwelling hermits, you may not have heard what all the excitement's about. Let me do the honors "one mo'gain."

I was officially accepted to The University of Vermont College of Medicine Class of 2013, my first choice med school (and only eight days post-interview... ya ya... I'm showing off)! For those keeping track, yes that IS 3/3 (hence the hat-trick and yes I'm still showing off). Although some may argue it's really a 2.65/2.65. Whatev. Why y'all always gotta rain on my parade?!

Seriously, I must have read the e-mail and status page about 2, 475,692 times and it still shocks me each time! It didn't come easily by any means it's just that it came so quickly and clandestinely (I know you like that use of SAT vocab) that I'm not even sure if it's even sunk in yet, 3 days 5 hours and 41 minutes post inbox attack.

But my Mama always taught me never to look a gift horse in the mouth, so I'm just looking forward, basking in the glory of my victory, actually our victory (mine and Tyler's because I couldn't have done it without him), and enjoying what should lead to a serious loss of back-breaking, sleep-stealing stress.

This is even better than rainbows, sprinkles and dare I say... Christmas! Now Tyler get's to see my ugly mug everyday prancing merrily through the halls of the med school and can dashingly save me from the countless tactless remarks, caffeine overdoses, cardiac events and perilous gunshots to the foot I'm sure to encounter. EEK! So exciting! Right, Ty?... Ty?

I love you too, Goober.

Be thrilled! I know I am!