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25 Things You Didn't Know About Me

Okay...I need to apologize to those of you who actually read my gentle musings because I haven't updated anything in a while. I've started a number of postings, but I haven't had the guts to actually publish them. However, I feel as if I need to give you something to contemplate while I get myself together, so I'm going to borrow a page from my good friend, Angela. There's a note going around Facebook that asks that you share 25 things about yourself with your friends. Angela published hers on her blog, and I'm going to follow her lead. Look out for more on the Mr. Wright situation and my Inauguration trip soon. For now, enjoy...

1. I hate lies and liars. Period.

2. I'm deathly afraid of ants.

3. Even though I know most people in the Gospel industry, most of them don't know what I do. I executive produce remotes for Rejoice, but I've hosted my own show on Sirius Satellite Radio since 2001. In addition, I wrote entertainment news for ABC Radio Networks for seven years.

4. I majored in music in college with an emphasis in voice.

5. While I sang with both Greg O'Quin and The Potter's House, I didn't record with either of them.

6. I'm sensitive, and I have a tendency to shed tears at the drop of a hat.

7. Because I'm generally a happy person, folks tend to trip out when I'm upset.

8. One of my friends was killed by her boyfriend when we were in college. That incident makes me very suspicious of people.

9. I'm a big fan of 80s music -- especially Cyndi Lauper, The Go-Go's, Wham!, and Culture Club.

10. I don't like greens, cheese, bananas, or any kind of melons.

11. I like and can follow basketball, but I have absolutely nothing for football. That borders on blasphemy as a person who grew up in Texas.

12. I didn't watch my first horror movie until I was 18, and I don't watch them now.

13. I'm a conspiracy theorist, and I firmly believe that the government watches us all the time.

14. I won awards for cooking as a member of 4-H.

15. I was the president of Future Homemakers of America for 3 years in a row.

16. As an adult, I believe that having a housekeeper is the only way to live.

17. I'd like to have children one day, but I won't shed too many tears if I don't.

18. Ditto for marriage.

19. I met my father when I was 22.

20. I can't imagine my life without music or radio.

21. If I was forced to choose another career, I'd be a hairdresser.

22. Even though I hate cold weather with a passion, I want to move back to New York City as soon as I can secure employment.

22. When I was in second grade, one of my classmates drowned over the summer. As a result, I've never wanted to swim.

23. I'm very thankful for my life -- no matter how insignificant it may seem to others.

24. I still can't watch Barack Obama speak without crying.

25. I'm glad my faith in God is strong because some of the things I've seen in the Gospel industry would make me to question what I believe.


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