Who is it?

Hi! My name is Twailla. I wasn't quite ready to make this blog my namesake, but I decided stamping my name somewhere on it would inspire me to take some pride of ownership. 

Tango. Sierra. Mike. These are not people I know in real life, but they are my initials in the U.S. military alphabet. I'm United-States-ian. I never thought it was cool to call ourselves American, as if Canada, Mexico and the rest of the Americans didn't exist. Nevertheless, I have been known to call myself American. I am also LDS, Samoan, Californian and inquisitive.

LDS - aka a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I am a gospel library/mormon channel app, seminary, girls camp, YSA, all of the above Mormon. Probably tied with my ethnic heritage, this "me" fact has had the greatest influence on who and how I am.

My people are from Samoa. I was born in the U.S. I am a second generation American. It's amazing how much a language and culture can be lost in just one generation. I don't speak Samoan and my appreciation for ethnic dance didn't come until later in life (this life that is not quite 30 years long :P). I can tell you one thing:  I eat like a Samoan!

I was born and raised in California! Coastal weather; an ethic, tossed-salad community; amusement parks; and beach days characterize my SoCal experience.

I like facts and niggling questions bother the heck out of me. I have been known to settle many a dispute via Google, mostly mid conversation. Only tried and tested individuals are taken at their word, and even that is rare; all others are verified (or nullified) by Google; Wikipedia; Yahoo! Answers, etc.

This feels like a profile or some other here I am, look at me attempt, but isn't that what all blogging is about? A record of who you are; what you've done; where you've been; how you think and when it's all done, you've got a neat, chronological "Exhibit A" for why you are the way you are. Unless, of course, you're not being truthful.

So there you have it:  your first glimpse into the jumbled, beautiful mind (it's all relative), of Twailla. There goes the neighborhood ;)

Lazy Labor Day