what you would be seeing. Yep, full on blown panic attack. For whatever reason it seems I have been destined to be a fairly solitary person, regardless of my choices, so panic in sues when I expose myself in even the slightest degree. (Always have been over sensitive. I wish I had thicker skin like Kathy from Vodka and Soda .)
Luckily, I am not a Mogwai and I can eat after midnight. Otherwise I’d probably be the my town’s early thirty something red headed, single drunk. Well, maybe that is not a bad thing. In town of fewer than 3,000 people the gossip gets old and when I moved into the two years ago, well, that got the hounds a howling – aka blue haired ladies and crusty lumberjacks.
I truly have no idea what I am doing in this blogosphere. I was told it would be a way to get my story out into the world. Oy vey. Months from now if I am able to maintain this blog here I am going to have to ask Helene if she still thinks it was a good idea for me to start this blog. She was so kind listening to me talk about my rare illness, but I never even broached the hard subjects of where my little family went. To sad, besides we had a task at hand and that was to help raise funds to help fight a rare neurological illness that I have been diagnosed with and preparing for surgery in two weeks.
So, I have no idea how to set an “About Me Page” up. I apologize for that. Now that I have rambled on I guess I should make a list of some key points of myself that you might find interesting about me.
- Early Thirty Something
- Red Hair (and I swear red hair is a race all by itself)
- I hate temperatures above 85 degrees (and direct sunlight)
- I’ll choose cheese over chocolate any day.
- I’ll choose steak over chicken any day.
- Maple Syrup is meant to be poured over sausage.
- I can speak German and Quebecois (Trust me, there is a difference and you will be told)
- Speaking of foreign lands – I’ve lived in Germany, Brazil, and Canada (yep, neighbours I count you as a distinct country)
- I never played soccer, but I took years of figuring skating lessons and cross country lessons. If this crazy Aussie gets across the pond I am totally giving her ski lessons and if it is summer time well they operate the bobsled track even in the summer.
- I love the mountains & lake and the New England coast line.
- I’m perfectly content rocking on the front porch smelling a freshly cooked dinner. (Oh, can I cook.)
- I always thought the I would fall in love with a Scot or an LL Bean man, but instead I fell for a southerner (and I fell hard – like triple session with the therapist because I questioned with every fiber of my being who the hell I was).
- These last couple years have been a roller coaster of not feeling well. I was finally diagnosed with Idiopathic Intracranial Hypertension aka Pseudotumor Cerebri. I’ll be undergoing a clinical trial surgery in a little less than two weeks, so lets all cross are fingers and what not.
- What is bigger than experimental surgery and that might shock you to your very core ? I’ve never taken selfie. Yes, read that again. I have never taken a selfie even though I am in that odd age of being stuck between Gen X And Millennials. I might be convinced to take some selfies during my recovery period after surgery if you could even be so kind to just spread the word.
Well, I think that I semi-successfully managed to write my first blog post. Here is to hoping I can continue, figure out how to do a proper about me page, and fill out that side widget listing all the wonderful blogs I read on a daily basis. There truly are some great ladies out there walking all different types of paths. At the end of the day we just need to remember everyone is walking a different path, good or bad, whether they choose it or not they have to walk it. Compassion my friends.