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BECAUSE I THOUGHT YOU SHOULD KNOW

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BECAUSE I THOUGHT YOU SHOULD KNOW

Cindy Maddera

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I have the biggest zit on the side of my nose. It's HUGE! and just under the skin. It throbs and makes that side of my nose look swollen. Look! I'm 16 again! Only I'm wiser and skinnier then 16 year old Cindy and you couldn't pay me enough money to go back. I'm naming the pimple Birtha. She has a shaved head, multiple face piercings and wears flannel and you DO NOT mess with her. I don't make the bed on Sundays. Some times I don't make the bed on Saturdays either. It depends if I know someone might stop by. But Sundays I will not make the bed. Also, I may not brush my teeth until two in the afternoon.

I wish I had some crackers to go with my lunch I'm eating right now.

I just spilled spaghetti on my keyboard.

Last week, my I.D. badge popped off my pant's pocket when I went to sit down to pee and my I.D. landed in the toilet. Then I spent the next 20 minutes washing it.

In the past two weeks I've purchased one new dress, two pairs of jeans and one new pair of shoes. I also bought a plane ticket to Atlanta for a trip in October. When ever I say "Atlanta" in my head I say it in a really bad southern accent which is bound to get me into trouble the first time I open my mouth to say anything when I actually get there.

I am allergic to eucalyptus which I just now realized happens to be in my shampoo. Even though my body is starting to break out from it, I have not stopped using the shampoo because the bottle is mostly full. As in, it's practically a brand new bottle. Yes..I know this is ridiculously stupid. It's not expensive, salon shampoo. I bought it at Trader Joe's.

Other things I'm allergic to: penicillin, poison ivy, tree pollen, grass, straw, hay, sometimes I have a reaction when I eat too many avocados but I love them so much I don't care, and maybe gluten (mildly)

I am this close (you can't see me, but I'm holding my index finger and thumb up with barely a centimeter of space between them) to crossing something off my Life List. Some of you know what it is, but I'm not telling yet. I'll give you a hint. It's not the see 100 new museums one.