Duck, Ruby! They got me! I've been Memed!!

Thank you all for your well-wishes (and help) on my birthday! I am very happy to have my little blog back - and to count myself so lucky as to have good-hearted readers. Thank you!

Back to pre-hacking post.....

I wrote an entire post in Valley-speak and you want me to limit myself to only 5 weird things about myself?! Well - here's the best I got....

1. My hair style and color change almost daily. Usually it corresponds to mood, but sometimes there is no rhyme or reason for it.

2. I have my own private vernacular colored with such phrases as "freakin frikkin frell," "freaka funny", "true dat," "hecka crazy mad," "obakaybee," and "worky-wonky." I blame this on my Idaho roots - but no one there knows what the heck I'm saying, so obviously that's a lie. In truth, I think it's fun to play with sounds and that "it's just something I like to say" is a valid reason for inventing language.

3. I am a junior therapist with a thriving practice.

4. Every year around this time I have a recurrent dream where someone sends me flowers anonymously. It's never happened, so every year I send myself flowers anonymously. Hey. Don't judge me. I deserve my little happy.

5. I have a slightly unhealthy and very co-dependent relationship with my breasts. I even "take them out to play" occasionally, but they're very poorly behaved in public. I can't be held responsible for what they do. Mom totally should have raised them better.


Well - that's at least some of what makes me weird. Currently, I find it cool that I'm so odd. Tomorrow I may be in the depths of despair about it. That's what being a drama queen is all about, my friends.