Linking up at the Gypsy Mama.
If you met me....
I'd be happy to chat for a little while, unless I was watching the clock and trying to manage my time. Sometimes I try, sometimes I don't.
If you met me at school, I'd only speak to you in Spanish. For real. Unless there were no kids around, in which case I could speak to you in English.
If you met me at the beach, I'd be running around in my pjs or a bikini. All the time. I think I even forgot to pack shorts for the current beach trip. Who needs shorts when there are bikinis and sunshine?
If you met me, you might think I'm ridiculous about how much I love my husband and our cat. And please don't ask me, after you hear that we've been married for five years, if we have any kids. If I didn't mention any, I probably don't have any. And if I didn't mention on my own that I one day want to have kids, don't ask me when I'm planning to. I think it is rude, and personal, and you never know when people have their reasons or heartaches about when they are going to have kids or whether they can have them at all.
If you met me, you might think I was rude, but usually it is because I am shy and have to get to know people and trust them pretty well before I'll go beyond surface conversation. I won't talk about politics or religion or anything personal until I know you are someone who will respect my beliefs and where they come from.
If you met me, you would know there are a lot of things I want to do, and that one by one, I'm trying to get them done.