If you really wanna know....
Hmmm. Who am I? You'd think I'd have this figured out by now. Don't get me wrong, I do know who I am. It's just not easy to put into words. Soooo, here's my best shot.I am a funny person....well actually I think I'm hilarious but some people are still too cool to laugh. I am a risk taker, that I know. I'm strangely more of a risk taker now than I use to be. I can walk in to a casino and toss down Benjamin on red just for the sheer satisfaction of telling the story of how I won...if I won. If I lost, I'd probably kick myself in the rear all night and slump just a little. It's hard for me to get over disappointment but I'm getting better. I'm not nearly as negative as I use to be. Ugly childhood experiences are now being overwhelming replaced with good ones....thanks to my husband. He's the man! I love him bunches and bunches. Probably too much. I tend to be a little needy. I need attention. Okay, let's face it.....I need a lot of attention. I realize this and although it may not be a desirable trait.... at least I'm being honest. I will wilt very quickly if I'm not getting enough. Lucky for me, my husbands got tons of love and affection to give so we make a perfect match. My health....blaah....could stand a quick pick me up. I'm not sick...just had a rough year. Pregnancy didn't suit me well but I'm on my way up. Oh yea, I am a new Mom. I didn't forget....I just thought I should mention it because it is a huge part of who I am now. I never was really a "baby" person. I guess I'm still not so please don't try and hand me your kid. I pretty much just love my baby and prefer holding her over others. If that makes me weird, mean, rude...whatever! That's just me. Oh and I speak my mind. I try to soften it now more than I use to because although I have no problems telling it like it is....others have a hard time hearing it. This makes for dislike and I do want people to like me. Please...anyone who says they "don't care what other people think" is lying. Everyone does. Ummm, let's see. Modeling...that is a passion of mine. Would I do it again...in a heart beat? Would I do it today? Give a few more months and the gym and we'll see. I did just have a baby not too long ago. Can a Christian be a model? The answer to that is yes because I am. I am proud of the work I've done. I don't do nude. When it comes to modeling, my goal is to not sell out to the highest bidder. Basically if I can't go home and tell my grandma what recent job I've done or if I can't show her the pictures that I've put in public view, then I've gone too far. What else.... I love television. Yes....television. I know it's the "uncool" thing to like but I do. I watch soaps, I watch almost every reality tv show there is and I even like the cheese ball made for tv shows with "has been" actors and actresses. Hmmmm, I love snowboarding. Oh yes...I surely do. Love it to pieces. It's my favorite sport. I love lots of outdoor fun things like: going to Ruby's on the HB pier, the beach, the river...wakeboarding and waterskiing, both rock my socks. I like surfing. Only tried it once in Hawaii but I will try it again someday. I like sunny days and warm night unless I'm about to go shred it up. I like dancing, limo rides, VIP treatment and after parties. Hey, I am a model, that's what we do, ha! I love feeding ducks for some reason. Have you ever noticed how funny ducks look when they fly. Their long necks out in front and their wings pressed waaaaay back flapping super fast like they are in a big hurry. I crack up every time. You know I'm right. (This is where all the cool people are too cool to laugh like I was telling you) Back to me....Ahhh yes. Jesus. He saved my life. Literally. I could explain but how do you explain gratitude for something you can barely comprehend. Maybe this: It's as if you and a child or your child were standing in a parking lot and some thug walks up and points a gun at you. One of the two of you will die and despite your protests and pleading, this child...innocent of anything evil, perverted or disgusting, takes your place and saves your life. It's wrong, unfair, unjust but it happened and all you can do is live your life better than you were and be grateful despite not understanding why he or she did it. Now magnify this by the entire human race from the beginning of time until eternity. It's as if it happens over and over and over again for each person who finally gets that it was for them too. That's Jesus. He taught me my worth and value as a women and that I am to be cherished and not used and abused by men. I am forever grateful.Myspace Layouts by Pimp-My-Profile.com