I used to be a drug addict. But now I am not. My six year anniversary is October 31.
I love Balloon Days in Iowa. The weather is perfect and there is always something to do.
I like the color red a lot.
I like to go on long drives. To anywhere. Or nowhere. And Gerbera Daisys too. I like them a lot.
Elephants creep me out a little bit. They’re really big and have that big, loose skin and could smash you. It’s really quite intimidating.
I have a huge family. Family dinners are no small event.
I love giraffes. I have wanted to go to Africa since I was little and found out that they just roam around there.
I love houses and their history. If walls could talk, I’d listen.
I am from Iowa. The first 21 years of my life were spent there. That’s where most of my family lives.
My family used to call me Baby Jo when I was younger. I was named after my Great-Grandpa Joe, my uncle Big Joe and my cousin Little Joe.
I am a very serious person. You will never catch me kidding around. No, litchrilly. I’m litchrilly quite very serious!
I love a lot of things. Many people too.
Never play Monopoly with me. I always win. ($52,000 to your $50,000 wins Elsworth)
I am always the Newby wherever I go.
I often get overly excited about stupid little things. (!OMG! Gas went down 3¢!)
I have two sets of parents. They’ve both been around forever, but it wasn’t until lately that I considered them real family.
I am quite interested in playing music. I’ve always got a song in my head.
I’d rather be sleeping or lounging on the couch watching stupid movies than doing tough chores.
I have six sisters. Debbie, Brenda, Erin, Megan, Jessica and Kendall. <— She’s my real sissy poo.
I have six tattoos. My first one is one that nobody ever sees unless they see the rocks and ask… “what is that?” I have had 2 covered, and one of them is my favorite because it has a huge part of my testimony in it.
I like shopping for used things. “Vintage” whatever. Rumage shops are my favorite.
I love volunteering at my church. And my mom’s name is Valarie.
I like going to Wal-Mart late at night to see the weirdos. Especially at 1:45am on a Friday or Saturday. Because then they’re drunk weirdos.
I secretly hate getting x-rays. Nothing good ever comes from them and that cold metal table…
I’d probably do anything for you if you asked me.
I love jazz music. I once drove down to New Orleans just for the music. Most of the music I write has a lot of jazzy influence.