I am smart but working on how to be wise. I wear my heart on my sleeve and forget to put on the filter connecting my thoughts to my tongue. Even if I think before I speak, it always comes out opposite of eloquence. I wear social awkwardness like Victoria’s Secret models wear wings.
My longest adult relationship with any person is with my hair stylist; the next longest relationship is with my PhD. Not a joke.
I live on lattes, always hot – even in 110 degree (F) heat, and my laptop (well, one of my three; I used to have four, but when I left my job I gave that one back) goes with me everywhere. My digital office is anyplace I can get a great espresso pulled that has wifi. Laptops and lattes make my world go round and are the fuel to my dissertation.
I adopted the world’s worst bad dog. She tries – so hard – to be good, but fails in such epic fashion, repeatedly. Oh, Edie…. Pronounced “Ee-Dee,” not “Eddie.” I love that little jerk, even if she locks me out of my car on blisteringly hot summer days (ie: heat advisory) and breaks my ankle.
I love pink – all pink – even pepto pink. Yes to pink. But my favorite color is blue. The best thing to have ever happened to me was the finale scene of Sleeping Beauty and the pink dress vs blue dress battle. That’s as much as I subscribe to fairy tales.
I eat too much sugar. I probably drink too much wine. I prefer to travel alone because that is easier.
I’m never on the up and up of new trends with bands and am quite alright with being behind that curve. I am working on my dissertation, after all, and that is a legitimate excuse for me to pretty much black out at everything else in life.
Oh, and after two master degrees and in final stages of finishing my PhD, after 12.5 years at my employer, I left work, to travel, improve my Spanish, and reconnect with the pieces of me lost in academia.