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.