All About Me

As promised, here is my about me page, but be warned, I have never been very good at describing myself, writing a profile, or describing myself in general. Perhaps, one day, I will post a photograph of myself even though I hate having my picture taken.

Without further ado, here is a whole lot of information about myself….

My name is Becca, I am a mother of seven kiddos, who are almost all well into adulthood. Our youngest is seventeen and currently a junior in high school.  I am a grandmother to one, and I am far too young, in my own opinion, to be a grandparent, but I am and I have come to terms with the fact that I became a grandmother before turning forty.

I was born and raised in Jacksonville, Florida and lived there until the age of twenty-seven. I moved to Tennessee in 2007, to Kentucky in 2008, and to Oklahoma in 2012. I moved to Oklahoma on December 21st, 2012, that day that the world was predicted to end. Let me tell you, that was a nerve-racking move. I was waiting for people to lose their minds and act like idiots, but that thankfully, did not happen. It was uneventful aside from the blizzard that started thirty minutes after we checked into our hotel room. (That was a blast.) We purchased our homestead in April, 2015 so, we celebrated our 3rd anniversary in our home earlier this month.

I have multiple hobbies and have been lovingly referred to as a little old lady in a much younger woman’s body imply because of the hobbies I chose to fall in love with being common for much older women. I love to quilt, but I never managed to figure out how to use a sewing machine so, I quilt by hand, one block at a time.

I learned to crochet when I was very young, I am guessing I was nine or ten years old when I learned and I have no idea who taught me. I knew how to make a chain and that was all I was taught. I learned how to actually crochet from multiple YouTube videos. I plan on learning to knit in the same manner.

I love to paint, but I never thought my work was any good. I just enjoyed doing it. I have always been super particular about who receives one of my paintings (because I am never happy with them) and somehow, they became a coveted thing among my friends. All of my children have a painting that was given to them and they seem to love having them hanging on their walls.

Finally, I love cooking and baking. I try to bake fresh bread at least once a week, but life happens and some weeks I simply don’t have the time. I have been cooking for as long as I can remember. I vividly remember making rice for the first time and I ended up with about 20 servings of slightly chewy rice. It was edible, but slightly chewy. I learned to make spaghetti sauce by watching my mother make it at least once a week. There were no actual measurements so, every one of my siblings could make the same sauce and they all taste a little differently from each other. The one thing I couldn’t, for the life of me, manage to get right was biscuits. My little brother played street hockey with one batch because they were rock hard little flour pucks. They were awful. I finally managed to find a recipe, which was written put step by step, including tips and tricks to avoid making flour pucks. I am thrilled to say that I make amazing biscuits now, that I have that recipe. I have laminated it so, I will never ruin it with flour, lard, or Crisco.

Now for some random tidbits.

I am the middle child of five kids. I cannot walk and drink, chew gum, or do anything else for that matter, I will fall over. I have a black thumb and have slaughtered so many defenseless plants over the years. I try really hard not to kill them, but I have killed hundreds of plants. Hubby has a green thumb and can often bring my victims back from the brink and then tell me what I am doing wrong. I sunburn almost instantly when I am outside and I will sunburn inside if I leave the curtains open so, sunblock is a daily ritual even if I am not going outdoors. I am accident prone. For this reason, I don’t use power tools without having someone close by because I tend to injure myself. My last little tidbit, I am allergic to almost everything. That of course is an exaggeration, but the list is extremely long and ranges from insects to detergents. I am allergic to all stinging insects except for one, which is really weird. I am not allergic to scorpions. I was stung at a very young age and have no actual memory of it, but have been told that I said, “a bee stung me and it’s still there”. It turned out to be a scorpion and I am thankful I am not allergic because they are everywhere in Oklahoma.

Now, you know a bit about me, tell me something about yourself.




11 thoughts on “All About Me”

  1. I had to smile on reading this All About Me, because apart from baking (which I’ve rarely done in my life), I have some of the most creative craft hands imaginable and now, allergic (or intolerant), to so many foods, flowers, chemicals, grasses, drugs (I mean the antibiotic type, not the junkie type). A friend recently told me (I am single & 64), she never ceases to be amazed at my talents and creativity.

    I only have to look at the sun in Australia and I get sunburnt.


    1. I can take exactly two antibiotics. I am allergic to the rest and being allergic to everything has caused a few doctors to assume I was full of it until they gave me the antibiotics anyway and had to treat my allergic reaction to said antibiotic. I also allergic to most over the counter analgesics, which really sucks. I can take two and one is very difficult to find. (Its called Doan’s and my small town pharmacy has been great about keeping it in stock for me) the other is ibuprofen, but I can only take one at a time. This wouldn’t seem like a big deal, but when I get sick, lowering a fever is extremely difficult because of that allergy. One 200 mg ibuprofen usually won’t lower a fever and Doan’s doesn’t affect fevers.

      Hubby has an obsession with Australia and visiting because y’all have sprint car racing and a HUGE amount of tracks and racers. (He races sprint cars) He keeps trying to convince me to go to Australia, but I am terrified I will get bitten or stung by a strange bug and die. The wildlife in Australia is scary. 😂 I applaud you for being brave enough to live there. I do have friends who live there and they swear up and down that those crazy videos are a rarity. The one thing that has me wanting to visit is the food. I love food. I will try anything once and I like Vegemite (very hard to find here btw). I would love to see some of your handiwork. I may post some art in the future, but I am my own worst critic. I hate everything I make even though everyone else loves it.


  2. Hi 🙂

    I hope you don’t mind me reaching out in a comment — I couldn’t find a way to contact you privately (you can always delete this comment…)

    I noticed that your Gravatar doesn’t link to your blog. This makes it more difficult for others to find you. Please take a look at my blog post linked below, which explains the easy steps you can take to fix this 🙂

    Happy blogging!


    1. PS You wanted something about myself: I have a good eye for typos. For instance, in your post here you say:
      “I am the middle child of give kids.”
      I think this should be:
      “I am the middle child of five kids.”


    2. I have no clue how to do this, but I will try my very best. I thought I had posted contact information as well, but I obviously did not so, I will need to remedy that as well. I won’t delete your comment as it may help someone else in the future. Thank you for the information and for taking a moment to try and help. 😄

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  3. Hello! I just read your “about me” and I loved it your biscuit story. I had the same experience with bread. For quite some time, i made 6 loaves of wheat bread (ground it myself) and it, too, was like bricks. I finally got the hang of it and make awesome wheat bread. I would love to know how to make your biscuits, though because my son loves biscuits and gravy and I’m struggling with dense biscuits. Love your blog!

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