Ah, yes... I'm beginning to emerge from my fog now. I went through a very confused period during the weekend - first hiding from a tornado at the airport, then staying overnight in front of the United Airlines ticket counter, then flying off to Cleveland and playing in the IM golf tourney right at the get go, and then sharing dinner and laughs with friends, and then... right back to DC again. Whew. :-p That's the short version right there. Anyhow, I went back to work on Monday very confused. I just started to break out of it on Wednesday after two consecutive nights of adequate sleep. Yay!

So now I feel connected enough to write again. w00t.

I think I should begin titling my blog entries. So this one's called Not the Barbie Doll Type.

I realized something this past week - I am really not a girly girl. Besides the fact that I am working in urology (which kind of takes the girlyness out of you, if you know what I mean), I was really not a "cookie-cutter" girl before that. If you want to talk Myers-Briggs, I'm an ESTJ, which is certainly not normal for a girl. But there's more to it than that.

I like playing with raw meat. I have absolutely no problems with digging my hands into ground beef or ground pork and mixing in whatever I need to when I cook. It's actually fun. (This personality trait I can attribute to my mother, who always drew an analogy of this to playing with mud.) I find hunting and fishing cool, and I have no problems with folks who own their own guns for game.

I don't do make-up, manicures, or pedicures. (I didn't even know what pedicures were until last week.) I don't go shopping unless I have something I need to buy. I had a facial done once, and once is good enough for me. I don't flirt, and I would never drool over a guy because I think it makes me look like a fool. (That's not to say I don't find guys attractive - it's just that I don't like having to stoop so low to get one.)

I am extremely competitive when it comes to an athletic event and I have no problems with having to plow down an overly aggressive opponent - if some jerk knocks me to the ground intentionally, I have a tendency to get back up and seek revenge. I just wish I could defend myself better sometimes. (Yeah, I know, the vengeful thing doesn't always work in my favor... I'm working on fixing that personality trait.) I get excited when my team wins and annoyed when people (usually girls, but guys do it too) make excuses for losing.

I don't always like sappy chick flicks - I only like the ones with some type of formidable plot. I'm not afraid of eating what I want and eating a lot of it. I want children someday and being fat during pregnancy doesn't bother me. I'm also a believer in technology and I am not using any of those yuppie "natural" childbirth methods (if we were still relying on "natural" birth, I wouldn't be here right now, folks - but if you girls really want to go ahead and create more pain for yourselves, be my guest - just don't ask me to do it).

I guess I was born relatively independent, and having a chemE for a mom kind of drove the girlyness out. :-) A unique situation that most folks don't understand perhaps, but I'm thankful for it because it's part of who I am. Nobody calls me a wuss! :-D Like the first line from the Gretchen Wilson song "Redneck Woman", I ain't never been the Barbie Doll type...