I wrote the bio below several years ago, and some of it is true, while some of it has changed drastically.  For example, I’m now in my third year of medical school, so the first two sentences about always being late–well let’s just say I fixed that disorder.  However, I am still good with numbers and still can’t keep birthdays straight.  Actually, most of the rest of it is still true.  I guess some things never change…

There is nothing I hate more than being late, yet I am always late for everything. This is not a personality trait, but rather a genetic disorder I inherited from my father. I am very good with numbers, but I can’t remember birthdays to save my life. Not even my parents’ birthdays. I could live forever on peanut butter, soy lattes, oatmeal, sweet potatoes, and apples. I eat them all every day in different combinations—oatmeal with peanut butter, peanut butter with sweet potatoes, apples with oatmeal, and lots of other interesting dishes.

In high school I was voted “Most Likely To Be A Country Singer”. Instead of moving to Nashville, I moved to Manhattan where I lived a life exactly like the girl in The Devil Wears Prada—except I interned at a PR firm and when they offered me a job I said no thanks. Oddly enough, my time in New York inspired me to write a country song about simpler times called “When Crazy Was A Song”. This led to my first publishing contract in Nashville.

If I wasn’t writing music I would be a race car driver. I do a crossword puzzle almost every day. Harlan Howard’s ceiling fan is hanging in my living room and was passed along to me from another hit writer for inspiration. When I was really, really young, I couldn’t wait to be twelve years old, because my piano teacher had me learn a piece that was written by a twelve year old, and I thought it would be so amazing to be old enough to write songs.

I am always the bridesmaid and never the bride…thank God. Being a bridesmaid over and over means I have a lot of friends and that makes me happy. I don’t remember what my real hair color looks like anymore. I have a scar on my back from a Galapagos tortoise. I have run a marathon. I get along with just about everyone I meet. People fascinate me. I really love hearing their stories and learning from them. I forget to do all the girlie things in life, like pluck my eyebrows and wear high heels and watch cheesy romantic movies. I wish I found all these things interesting, but I don’t. I’m guessing that probably has something to do with why I’m always the bridesmaid and never the bride. I play trombone and marimba. This may also have something to do with why I’m never the bride.

My friends say that I am ‘unrealistically realistic’. My parents tell me I can do anything if I keep working hard and I believe them. I am always happy, but never satisfied. Life would be boring and pointless if I were satisfied. I’ll take crazy over boring any day.