Are you my mother?

New technology has been developed to help me identify my birth parents. Here are the 2 most likely candidates. Unfortunately, no definitive conclusion can be reached with this technology.

my bodyguards

I hope you enjoyed reading my blog, please leave a comment and tell me how wonderful I am. I am no longer a teenage, so I am out there for all you guys to give me a hollar. But, if you hollar to loud or get too close, the boyz in my life will introduce themselves

world's best aunt

Not to brag but I am the world’s best aunt. Just ask Hailey who absolutely adores me. In fact, I am teaching her how to be cool. You see, it is working.

I am cool

In high school I really liked debate, so much so that I would practice with my dad each night at dinner. So in the summer of 2006 I went to Washington DC to protest and join some caucus. (Actually I went to visit my brother Dusty who was a Washington insider) I also wanted to hang out with my big sister, she has been so good to me, not only did she teach me how to put on make-up as a kid, but also taught me how to sneak out with out getting caught by mom or dad. So when she was in Guatemala I just had to go and hang out with her. So I did, my came too, but she was well behaved.

This past summer I really wanted to check into the validity of my mother being a Romanian gypsy. So I worked at an orphanage in Romania in hopes of finding her, but disguised as a volunteer. I met some great kids that were so fun and I even taught them how to dance. This little guy loved balloon animals, so I tickled his fancy. But in the end, I was unable to find my birth mother so my mom and dad came and spent a week in Europe with me as punishment. Don’t be such a donkey.

I am the best

I soon found a passion for going fast. So I joined the cross country team. I loved running for the Cougars. I was dang fast. Also, I have never been too keen on using deodorant or shaving my legs. When I raced my hairy legs were quite embarrassing, so much that I had to cover them up before each race with mud. This wasn’t fast enough for me. So I decided to take my grandma car for a race. I did a little dukes of hazard and jumped my car between two trees. Since then I have really liked it when people call me Daisy Duke. Unfortunately the landing wasn’t too precise, and I totaled the grandma car. That explains why I ride the bus, walk or hassle roommates for rides at college.

Piggy Love

In 1999, my family left the suburbs of Hillsboro and moved to the stix of Canby. At first it was difficult to make friends. My first friend in Canby was Chester, or Breakfast as he later was called. But after time, I mead friends with Kimmy Gibbler from Full House. We dated the same guy for a while but he was an airhead.

I began to travel a lot when I was turned 8. I spent some time at the beach in a slammin hot bathing suit. I also went to D.C. were Joey taught me first hand of the history of the United States. But even with my travels across the nation, I remained good friends with the brownies, even when we made cookies.