Xenomaniac
09/26/2009 12:17 p.m.
It is a word I created. Xenophobia: fear and hatred of strangers or foreigners or of anything that is strange or foreign. The opposite of phobia is mania.

I am crazy about people and things that are different from me. I am Slovakian, Christian, and a pacifist. Yet I wear a sari, an outfit from Nepal, and I recently purchased a kimono. My favorite food is crab legs, but I make really good hummus and make a mean matzo ball soup.

In college I dated a Rastafarian, then had a boyfriend for several years who had a subscription to “Soldier of Fortune” before meeting my husband (soon to be ex-husband) who is Jewish.

I speak poor Spanish and even poorer French. I am a Christian, but I practice Zen meditation, and pray before meals in Hebrew. Buddhism and pure (non-cultural) Islam intrigues me. I have been to a dozen countries in my lifetime, and traveling internationally is one of my favorite things.

I am a Xenomaniac.

I am currently Fabulous
I am listening to Concrete Blonde