Getting to Know Me

Kristy tagged me to do this about a while ago, and since I just caught up (more or less) on the past two months, I'll give it a shot:



I am . . . so grateful for all God has blessed me with.

I want . . . more hours in the day; then I might get the amount of sleep that I should. :)

I wish . . . that my kids would get along ALL of the time!

I hate . . . changing sheets, dusting, and cleaning bathrooms.

I miss . . . being closer to fun activities.

I fear . . . that something will happen to one of my kids.

I feel . . . amazed that I was just able to watch fireworks from 3 different small-town celebrations FROM MY BACKYARD!!!

I hear . . . the Indiana Jones theme (Britta is watching Raiders of the Lost Ark--I first thought that she was too young to see it until I realized that I was her age when it came out, and I loved it!)

I smell . . . bug spray--Glen and Sammy just went outside to look at the stars. He's been helping her with her 4H astronomy project. They are the ones who alerted Britta and I to the fireworks.

I crave . . . chocolate, but I can't eat any right now--I think Weight Watchers has shrunk my stomach. I feel full a lot faster. Plus, I'm out of points. :)

I search . . . for scrapbook supply deals on the internet. I should actually do some pages!

I wonder . . . if I'll ever get caught up with my pictures.

I regret . . . most of the time spent watching TV.

I love . . . being with my family!

I care . . . about teaching my kids to make healthy food choices. They just don't seem to get it. I don't know that I'm always the best example.

I ache . . . in my feet and knees, a lot more now that I'm getting older.

I always . . . have the same thing for breakfast. (Kashi Cinnamon Harvest cereal--it's actually pretty good!)

I am not . . . an extrovert.

I believe . . . that most people like me.

I dance . . . badly, and not very often! I do like jogging on the rebounder to the beat of a good song, though. I can manage that.

I sing . . . along in the car, and one of the boys usually asks me to stop. I don't, though.

I cry . . . more easily all the time. Thanks, Mom!

I don’t always . . . brush my teeth before I go to bed. :) This usually happens on the nights where I fall asleep on the couch, then stumble to bed early in the morning (I usually wear my contacts all night on those nights, too).

I fight . . . to get my 5-year-old to actually GO to the bathroom when he needs to.

I write . . . in my blog--scrapbooking in advance, right?

I never . . . seem to go to bed at a decent hour. There are just so many things I want to do!

I listen . . . to my husband, because he's usually right. That doesn't mean I like everything he says. :)

I need . . . to get out of the house every once in a while (not for work).

I am happy . . . that I'm done with this list!

I challenge anyone who wants to do this--it's not hard, I promise! I just typed the first thing that popped into my mind.

More soon from the 4th of July and our trip to Adventureland! And about how Chase joined a not-so-exclusive family club recently.