That Kinda Girl

I was clearing out in the old world of MySpace and found a few posts I had written. Here's one that made me smile... I am still THAT kinda girl, and it is good.

When I was younger, I never had A crowd. I had friends in all crowds; I liked it that way. I never really thought i was different...weren't we all THAT way?

I got my first tattoo and I was proud...but I knew I was to be a professional, a registered nurse and it needed to be out of view because it may make someone respect me less. I was THAT kinda girl, tattoos.

As an adult I moved to VA from NY. I knew I was different... one day a little old lady I was caring for in the hospital and I were talking and she asked where I was from. I knew better than to be proud to admit to being a NYer in VA, but simply stated NY with a smile. This sweet little old lady looked me straight in the eye and raised her brow. She asked me if I knew "the difference between a Yankee and a Damn Yankee"...with cautioned I replied, "No, Ma'am." Her subtle remark blew my mind... " a Yankee heads back from whence they came, a Damn Yankee stays." I became THAT kinda Yankee.

Sweet southern people thought we Yankees were so brass. Hmmm. I've dated all kinds of men in my life; white, yellow, brown, red and maybe even green. I have been told that a person can tell I am THAT kinda girl... one that would date out of her race. WHAT??? It took me over 30 years to know I was THAT kinda girl!

Not all of THAT is bad... I'd always loved motorcycles, but never rode regularly until I met the man of my dreams. I now happily ride on the back of his, but also love to be in control of my own. Did you know that when two motorcycles pass each other...they throw their hands in the air? Yes, the wave at each other. Sport bike, cruiser, young, old... common in being THAT kinda people. Classic cars... we do the same there too! We share a bond and respect at being THAT kinda person.

We just got a JEEP last week. It's not new...it's pretty, but pretty old. Windows off, top down- there is nothing like it. I could not believe it the first few times... I am now THAT kinda girl! Other Jeep wrangler, rubicon, sahara...top down, doors off kinda people all wave at us every time they pass.

Secret societies... you may not know unless you are a part of it! I'm proud of being THAT kinda girl... let's see... tattoos, piercings, interracial relationship, motorcycle riding, classic car driving, JEEP thing, yankee below the mason dixon line kinda girl. Maybe there is more under this scene...can you see it?