Stacia tagged me. I'm not usually one to do these things, but my blogger world is continuing to grow with people who know nothing about me, so I thought I'd play along.


Here are the rules...
1) Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.
2) Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs.
3) Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

I won't be doing 2 and 3 because most of my blogger friends have already been tagged.

Here goes:

1) I love celebrity gossip. Like LOVE. I don't go a day without checking in on my gossip websites or reading various celeb magazines. A few years ago, when I first got into radio, I was recruited to be the entertainment news anchor on KLLY. It was my dream job. I got paid to look up celebrity gossip and report it on the air. It's too bad it wasn't a high-paying job, or I would have been happy to do that forever. I still miss it. So much that when I hear a great bit of celeb news/gossip, I still think of how I would tease the story. Weird, I know.

2) When I was a little girl, I wanted to be a lesbian. No, not because I actually wanted to date women, I just thought it was a beautiful sounding word. When I was four, I started taking ballet classes and had my fair share of homosexual dancers and instructors around me. I remember hearing the word during one of my classes from our older assistant. "she's a lesbian." I had no idea what that meant, but I got it in my head that I wanted to be a lesbian too. Cuz it sounded great. The word.

3) I'm convinced I will die of cancer. As stated in a previous post, my mother is a breast cancer survivor, many times over. Her first diagnosis was while I was in junior high. I stated getting annual tests as soon as I turned 18, much younger than the recommended 35-40 years of age. During my second test, the doctor discovered a lump. I was terrified, but at the time, I never worried it would be cancer. I knew the statistics, and girls my age just don't get breast cancer. But all in one moment, I was hit with a major reality check.

"For the rest of my life, I will live each day fearing my own diagnosis."

I was scheduled for immediate surgery to have the lump completely removed and biposeyed. Not cancer, but like I said, I already knew it wouldn't be.

Not long after that, my doctor began to worry that I may have precancerous cells (read: abnormal cells) in a different part of my body. So still, to this day, I get tests done several times a year, waiting for the day I get the news that, after my grandmother and mother, it's my turn to battle it out with cancer.

4) LIke Carrie Bradshow said in an episode of Sex and the City "I'm missing the bride gene. I should be put in a test tube and studied." That pretty much describes me perfectly. I was never that little girl who put the pillow case on her head and pretended to walk down the aisle towards her prince charming. Instead, I played "shop owner" or "banker." I never day dreamed about the perfect dress, or what my flowers would look like. In fact, I never even really wanted to get married. And while I have changed my tune on the idea of being a wife, I still have no desire to be a bride. I know, I know. I photograph weddings, I love going to weddings, but I don't want one of my own. Why not? I don't like being the center of attention and I can think of a thousand different things to do with all that money that goes into a wedding. Plus, I've never once been to a wedding that was completely drama free, and I hate drama.

5) Disneyland is one of my favorites places on earth. I could spend days on end at Disneyland and never get tired of it. I have an annual pass and go multiple times a year. I have even been moved to tears by the fireworks show, and I get giddy like a school girl over Mickey Mouse Pancakes. It sounds cheesy, but when I'm at Disneyland, all the world seems to fade away. No more worries, or troubles, just pure, childlike wonder. It really is magaical for me. Sometimes, when I walk in the park on a non-crowded day, I stand still, close my eyes, and take in sounds of Main Street, USA. And brace yourselves... I even nod to Walt's apartment over the first station as I exit the park. I know he isn't there, but this is how I pay my respects to him and the magical world he created. Am I 3 years old, or what?

6) I am incredibly random. Like, scary random. I've been known to dance around the halls at work while singing made up songs. Sometimes, I'm totally surprised at the things that come out of my mouth. I'll be sitting at my desk, and I'll start talking or singing to myself, and my coworkers will crack up. Not because the things I'm saying are funny, but because I frequently don't make any sense and am completely random. I'm pretty sure that, even after 9 years, Chris still thinks I'm hugely insane. You know that look, the look that says "who are you and who am I dating?" I get that A LOT.

7) I have convinced myself I would make a wicked talent agent. You know that Shia kid from Indiana Jones and Transformers? When I first saw him in Even Stevens on the Disney Channel, I thought, that kid is gonna be HUGE. I like to think I have a knack for knowing what people like. Sometimes, I'll even claim stars like I actually discovered them. Like with Ryan Gosling and Natalie Portman. I've been known to say "I noticed him first" or "I SO started that bandwagon." I'm mostly kidding, but I do think I would be a great talent agent. Because I like to think I'm on the cutting edge and can see great potential in people. Total wishful thinking. I'm such a dork sometimes.