Before anyone asks, nothing happened, I am not angry, I am simply in the mood to write and I write what first comes to mind. This came to mind…

I LIKE short hair. I cut it because I like short hair. I do it because I want to, not because someone wants or tells me to. I will not grow my hair long to please anyone, it is my hair, on my head, on my body. If people don’t like it, too bad.

I LIKE wearing black. I don’t wear it because I think it makes me look thinner (I’m not that stupid), I don’t wear it because I’m depressed (you don’t have to be depressed to wear black), I don’t wear it because I am mourning (it’s not what’s on the outside when mourning, it’s what’s on the inside that matters).

I LIKE my body. Yes, it may be lumpy and bumpy but so what. If people don’t like seeing my upper arms or any rolls I may have then don’t look. I wear skirts that are cut a few inches above the knee? Why? I have short legs. The longer the skirt the shorter I look. You don’t like seeing my legs then don’t look.

I LIKE to tease. Yes I do. I tease kids, adults, friends, relatives, etc. I don’t make people cry, I do it in fun. I don’t make fun of weight, hair colour (unless they mention it first), mental or physical disabilities. I simply make light-hearted jokes that never hurt anyone. Teasing has made my kids who they are and makes for a stronger relationship between my husband and I.

I LIKE to fight for what I believe in. I fight for Autism, vaccinations, freedom of choice, freedom of speech, anything I feel strongly about. It has caused me trouble at times. I have angered people, been insulted and called names, and even kicked off Facebook pages and other forums for fighting for what I believe in. Am I proud of it? No. However, I am proud of the fact that I have the backbone to fight for what I believe in and the information to back it up.

I DISLIKE whiners. They are so annoying. I’m not talking about people who complain once in a while. I am talking about those who whine about everything from their work, to their salary, to their kids’ school, you name it they complain about it. Grow up. Get a life. No one cares.

I DISLIKE raisins. I have tried to eat them over the years. I have forced myself to eat them when offered a meal at someone’s house that might include them (and without complaint I might add), but it wouldn’t be a first choice. They are weird in taste, shape, and flavour. They really don’t belong in anything. I do eat currants though. Currants are good and much better than raisins.

I DISLIKE hot weather. There is absolutely nothing fun about it. Nothing enjoyable. If it’s warmer than +21 it is much too warm. I find it hard to breathe when it’s hot and always have. I sweat profusely (thus the need for more deodorant and antiperspirants), my joints ache, my head feels heavy. And first and foremost I feel depressed all the time. Heat is not good for me at all.

I DISLIKE small dogs. I apologize if I offend anyone for saying this, but I don’t like them. I like them as animals but I dislike them as pets. They bark, they whine, they seem to have a lot of health problems. Give me a big dog any day. Give me a dog I don’t have to worry about sitting or stepping on. A dog I can see when I look down. A dog that can’t fit under a chair or my couch. That’s all I am saying.

I DISLIKE people who think everything is about them. It makes me mad. No one is that important. No one deserves that much attention (go back to number one on this dislike list). No one like that deserves even a little of my day.

Well, there it is in a nutshell. My list of likes and dislikes. Like it or hate it; it helps to explain who I am.

And I am outta here.