I have no clue what to write about, so I thought I write a bit about me. I know it’s boring, but for now, it’s all I got. ;o)

I am 30 years old. In June, I will be 31. I’m fine with it. No 30-something age could be half as bad as my twenties were.

I grew up with 3 boys but I only have one sibling-a brother. My uncle and his family have always lived near us, so I grew up with my two cousins as well. (In fact on both sides of my family, I am one of only 4 girls. Out of 23 total kids.)

As a result of growing up with 3 boys, I know the ins and outs of most sports. I played basketball for 6+ years, but would have tried out for the football team had I been taller.

I love all things gadgets (another result of growing up with boys), including video games. I have 3 different game systems hooked up and ready to go in my house.

I own my own house. I’ve lived here for 4 and a half years. I’m quite proud that I own my own house, but if the electric company doesn’t quit ripping me off, I may have to sell my own house.

If I had it to do over again, I would have majored in biology and would have become a zoo keeper. I love animals…except when my parrot screams.

My drink of choice is beer. I am an equal opportunity beer drinker, although ambers are my favorite.

Right now, I hope that every person that is in charge of my electric bill has hemorrhoids.

I hope they keep those hemorrhoids until the lower my bill again.

I love kids, but am not sure I want one of my own. If I do have one, I’ve had names picked out since I was a teenager.

I’ve made it my life’s mission to spoil my almost 11 month old nephew rotten. I think I have a good start.

Ok, that’s all I got. Have a great rest of the weekend!