I’m just me. And like you, I think weird things, do weird things and sometimes (okay, more often than not probably), write weird things on my blog.
have an unhealthy relationship with food, meaning I love to shove massive amounts of it in my mouth, particularly in secret like food. I like to come up with new recipes and share them. I wish I had a better camera so I could take sexier pictures of my concoctions. By the way, I think concoctions is an ugly, ugly word.
At close to 30, I have yet to figure out what the hell it is I want to do with my life. Okay I do have a few inklings, but I don’t have the guts to do them. Well I do a little. Well okay. It’s complicated.
Also, I enjoy observing common courtesy (or lack thereof, these days). I also enjoy being somewhat of a grammar junkie. But because there are much better grammar junkies out there than I, I’ll keep that detail to myself. So just don’t read the sentences in this paragraph.
Oh yeah, and I’m middle eastern. (Don’t hold it against me! Thanks.) I was born in Iran, but raised in the US since I was three.
The sweetest most awesomely giving and caring and hilarious man in the world My husband would describe me as a social butterfly. I love to talk to people, particularly strangers for some reason. Although I will never take their candy. That would just be dumb. He wouldn’t say much else about me though, as he’s too nice for that.
See? I’m just me. But kinda like you.