The best of both worlds

I used to hate the way I looked. I always thought that I looked kind of, well, weird. Sure, I was a cute baby, chubby with bright red hair. But the cuteness wore off and then I just looked, weird. And then, there was the awkward phase with the perm and braces..yuck. Not only did I think I looked weird, I acted a little weird too. I was convinced that I was adopted for the longest time...I did not have dark hair or dark eyes like most of our family. I was just...me!

Of course, I look back on all of that and laugh. I now like that I look unique. I'm not ashamed of the fact that I'm a worry-wort or get too emotional about stuff. I think it's good that I care about others and try to keep others from keeping the same mistakes I did. I like cooking (especially baking) for others. I take care of others because I like to. I consider a pet part of the family. If someone tries to hurt someone in my family, I will hunt them down. I may not be graceful, but gosh darnit, I will always try. I do not give up easily. I'm a fighter. I'm pretty good at handling my finances. I'm not the most organized person as far as material things, but I am great with remembering when bills are due, upcoming birthdays, etc...I only nag because I care. I love the outdoors...especially biking, hiking, camping, or just sitting outside. I don't really like to shop, I like to get in and get out! I appreciate a good brew, whether a beer or a coffee. I think it is important to carry on traditions. I do not spend money on needless things and usually only buy what is necessary. I'm a country girl at heart. I don't have time for laziness or stupidness. Family is everything. I do not comform to what others do. I'm my own person and if you don't like it...CYA!!!!!

All of these qualities I inherited from my parents. I believe I really did get the best of both of them.

Except for my looks. Those I got from Grandma Wilson. :)