I Wanna Talk About Me

Well what can I say about me.... hmmmm..... I really don't like talking about myself.  I do like talking about other people a lot more.  Although I will make fun of myself way before I will make fun of anyone else.  I am my biggest critic. 

I grew up in Central Georgia right on the Flint River.  The same river where my brothers and I spent many, many summers swimming with our cousins, cussing, drinking at times, fighting, crying, laughing and jumping out of trees. 

When I left home at 18 to join the military I had only been out of the state a few times and that was to go to Panama City Beach Florida. So really not that big of a difference.  I had only met one Puerto Rican and that was Heidi that moved here from New York in fourth grade.  We instantly became friends, I loved her and I still do.  Other than that it was pretty much black and white.  I had never met an Asian, Mexican, Cuban, Russian, German or any other Nationality for that matter. It was pretty much Black and White. The year I graduated we had a black and a white Homecoming Queen. I didn't think anything of it, I thought that is how all schools voted.


Coming Out of the Closet

I am glad I left home at 18 because I was exposed to an awesome world out there and every since then I have loved every minute of meeting new people, making new friends, drinking different drinks and eating different foods.  I made friends of every race and background and I learned that we all bleed the same color.

I am back in that same town I grew up in, however with a different mindset and style and of course a few children mixed all up in there. 

Wearing high heels is one of my favorite things to do. I know that sounds silly to some, but I love to wear them, I love how I feel in them and I think all women should own a few hundred pairs of them.  Over the years I have developed quiet a reputation for my shoes.  I go everywhere in my heels, work, ball games, the beach, church, the bathroom, etc... And EVERYDAY, someone asks, "how do you walk in those shoes?" And EVERTIME, I want to be a real smartass, but I refrain. 

And so that is how I landed here on this space on the Internet.  In this small town it is more of a shocker that I wear 5 inch heels to people than if I weren't wearing any shoes.

 I have lots of stories from my redneck rearing and other endeavors along this life's journey of mine. And people often think that I am lying before I finish my stories, so I decided to just blend all that greatness together and well, here you go.... .If These Heels Could Talk......