Here I am. Going to give this blog thing a try. People say writing is good therapy. Do I ever need therepy!!! I am not sure what to write about, but I'm sure things will come as I go. I've done it all AND seen it all. Yeah right, who am I kidding. No one has.

I suppose I could talk about the time I fell off the stage during the grade six Christmas concert. How about when I had my first cigarette. Or last week when I was in Wal-mart. It was busier than Boxing day and they were short staffed. Many, many things come to mind.

I am a bit of a princess. Some call me a "Drama Queen". I've earned the names. I am proud of my independence that allows me to be a princess. I'm a sensitive and emotional person. Some just refer to it as "DQ". My BFF (best friend forever) tells me I'm strong. Been through a lot of things but I don't know that I'm strong. In smell maybe. I am a bit of a perfume junkie. Loves the stuff!!

I was gifted with the "DQ" gene from my mother. As I get older, I notice myself slowly turning into my mother. YIKES!! She is one of a kind, maybe. She is the classic 1960s narcissistic mom. Don't get me wrong, I love her to pieces. She just has a few flaws. I'm sure all of our mothers do.

I was going to stop here. I think I will continue to tell things about myself. So that you know a little bit about "Crazy D".

I'm 27, single and have a million siblings. No children, but I want some soon. I need a BF first and I need to be actively seeking for a BF before having a BF...lol. I live by myself in the city in western Canada. I grew up on an acreage but I have turned into the "City girl" that we made fun of while growing up. I have had a few relationships over the years, but I'll get into that later on.

Sibs. Well I actually have 7 sisters and 3 brothers. I am only close with one sister. I'll call her T. I admire her immensely. 4 children and a wonderful husband. In my books, "the perfect wife/mom". She works hard. The rest of my sisters are too far out there for me. They live lives that I'm not interested in being a part of. One is crazy. One is selfish and toxic. One is addicted to something at all times, whether it be booze, drugs, church or working out. One is 41 and stuck in a teenager's life. There's one that I'm not real sure what she does, but she's around. Lastly, one passed away when I was 14 from breast cancer. She was only 32, days away from her 33rd birthday.

Bros. I have 3. One I haven't seen in 4 years whom I love to pieces and miss him a lot. Again, he lives a life I'm not interested in living. One is....I really have no idea. The last is addicted to some sort of street drug. I'm not real familar with them all. I just know it's something and it's not good.

So yes, I do come from the classic text book of "dysfunctional family". T and I have managed to escape but sometimes it is easy to get sucked back. For me anyway, I don't speak for T.

Work...ewww, I'd like to avoid that topic for now.

I guess I'll end with that. Just a warm up.



PS. Tomorrow is my birthday. I'm still 26.