Meet Catherine

DSC_1620Hi friends! My name is Catherine de Armas (lowercase de then a space…) I grew up on a farm with pigs, chickens, cows, and goats in a rural area of Central Florida. I never in a million years thought I would leave a place I like to call “Podunk County” to what my mom believes to be the “big city,” but love will lead you to do some crazy things and Orlando is what I now call home. I thought I would be a stay at home mom at this point in my life, but without kids, I currently work as an assistant at the church I go to.

Tbh…

I hated college and would never take another class, no matter the circumstances. If given the opportunity to choose my career over, I would have majored in communications, with the hopes to become a radio show host. I look forward to my drive to work every morning because of the morning radio show and I often think of myself as the one creating the conversations.

I’m not big on social media. Like, I don’t post much on my personal accounts because I am too self conscious and I’m definitely not trendy enough to make a cool post. I am however, very nosey so I am always creeping on people and Instagram, Facebook, Snapchat, and Twitter make it easy to check in on people. (hehe)

I love stupid reality TV shows like The Real Housewives and The Bachelor yet, I get embarrassed when people know I watch these shows because I know it’s pretty much garbage on TV. I have a cup of coffee every morning and I would eat a bowl of ice cream every night if I didn’t care about the calories. I like to think I am athletic because I have a gym membership, but the truth is, I haven’t stepped foot in the gym more than twice in the last 6 months.

My favorite thing to do on a Saturday is yard work with my husband while watching my dog get crazy dirty running around in the dirt. We both get giddy with the sight of a freshly mowed lawn and the pretty butterflies flying in my flower beds.

I wear my heart on my sleeve and you can always tell when I am upset. A lot of times I can’t speak my emotions and so I write them out. I write about the answered prayers and the unanswered prayers, the lesson I learned and the lesson I think I was supposed to learn, how grateful I am and how I should react moving forward.

And even though I have more blessings than I deserve… I am still waiting on my baby.