My 25 random things

I posted this on facebook, so why not here. Enjoy!

I sleep with my first pillow. Yes, it’s 31 years old. It’s gross and have rescued it twice from the trash ( mom tried to convince me that the pillow was the source of my nonexistent teenage acne-now, I think is the source of my anti aging regime)

I had mono at 3 years old. I French kissed everyone in pre-pre kinder and spread it to the whole class and Tania, my younger sister

I can’t sing save my life, I can’t draw and after running a quarter mile I’m breathless. Now give me high heels (the taller the better), champagne plus a good DJ and I will give you the endurance performance of a lifetime.

I have my mom’s body and my dad’s features. People say I look like my Mom and some people say my Dad. But what people don’t know is that my parents look alike. Freaky. I’m the only one of my three sisters that has brown eyes (although Tania, bless her heart, swears they are still beautiful).

My alter ego is a 16 inch waist burlesque stripper and performs in Forty Deuce with Dita Von Teese ( google her she is amazing)

My guilty pleasure is napping. Since I was little, Morpheus was on my side, rocking my cradle

I have the worst case of organizing procrastination. I love organized stuff. To me, Martha Steward is a semi good and but I wish I had the energy to organize ( Tania, my sister, can vouch for that-she divided our shared room many times with masking tape)

Contrary to popular belief, I don’t have a big J-lo style butt. I have HUGE hips which is totally different.

I had always wanted to have a scuba license, play a high level competitive tennis (I know) and speak French fluently. Somehow, procrastinating, socializing and nightlife keep getting in the way.

I’m an information junkie. News and useless info are my favorite vice (but it helps on trivia games and small talk-did you know that people photocopying their buttocks are the cause of 23% of all photocopier faults worldwide?; did you know that Prince Charles and Prince William never travel on the same airplane in case there is a crash?; did you know that the Pentagon in Arlington Virginia has twice as many bathrooms as is necessary.? When it was built in the 1940s the state of Virginia still had segregation laws requiring separate toilet facilities for blacks and whites)

I loathe spelling errors, not typos. I tend to judge people I have never met by email spelling horrors.

My friends use me as a memory storekeeper to remember who they dated and in which year

When my parents divorced they took my sister and me to a psychiatrist. His findings said that we were 10 years ahead on maturity level than the average kid. For some reason I find this totally untrue due to my choices in men.

I find appetizers more fun and happy than entrees. But I eat like a trucker so normally I eat both plus bread and dessert.

I find reality TV my heroin and Bravo is my dealer. My other fix is Rock of Love, nothing like white trash with amazing pole dancing skills and a washout rock star to make me feel special and hugged by Jesus.

My choices for professions as a kid were: butcher( I loved the smell of blood), fashion designer, forensic doctor, OB/GYN, and chef

My tween years were marked by: Menuditis, brownie production with Girls Just Wanna Have Fun previews at Mitin’s house, and window shopping at Camp Beverly Hills and Trafico @ Plaza Las Americas

I was born on July 1st, 1977, which means my birthday is the biggest holiday in Canada. I share my birthday with Pamela Anderson and Princess Diana (RIP). Can you see the similarities? Because I can

My first soft drink memory: Materva, a golden brown soda. It smells much like a champagne cola. Having a Cuban great uncle as a neighbor has its benefits.( that is were my love for Cubans started)

I live by Corretjer’s words: A human to be complete needs to plant a tree (I take very good care of my cow tongue’s plant), have a child (Carmela in the meantime) and write a book (does blogging count?)

I rather talk about sex than bowel movements, which is something puertorricans do while eating.

Geo, Jennifer and the whole office staff say I talk to loud. I swear I’m talking in a nice soothing range.

I can portray myself as loud with a strong character. In reality I suffer from delayed reaction which sucks at the time to engage in an intense discussion/opinion differences/fights. I’m a closeted softie and normally will freeze if somebody verbally attacks me ( it happened once and recently and was very affected by it)

I can’t believe the amount of selfish love I get from my 15 lbs daschund and I swear that she will talk any day now. I gravitate towards my two year old niece, Mia Sofia and will change my day’s routine to be near her and watch her laugh.

I’m proud to wear my heart on my sleeve and will try that everyday that passes by I will tell my love ones how much I love them. Everyday I thank God for the good, the bad and the ugly. I learn from my drama to appreciate my blessings.