I have a tendency to act first and think later. While my dad always attributed this particular trait to my success on the basketball court, I’ve found it can also lead to walking into doors – literally. My nose has left a greasy print on its fair share of glass.
It’s led to being the girl who twirls in streets and loves to pick friends up in bear hugs. It’s the catalyst for this woman who states her mind, even in the face of public disapproval; this Seattleite who believes in an uncommon combination of gun rights, the right to choose, marriage equality and healthcare privatization; and this gal who wears cowboy boots with her pearls. Continue reading