Thursday, September 24, 2009
I would consider one of my vices to be sour gummy bears. And now that you know this personal information about me you can choose to find this either oddly endearing or slightly immature.
I will read a book in a day if it's good. And yes, I don't intentionally skip words but probably do on occasion. I really do remember a lot of what I read.
My children are the best parts of me and my husband. Oh, and sometimes the worst.
I don't like beer. Gosh, I wish I did because it's a much cheaper alternative when out at a restaurant or bar.
I mow but I don't blow off the driveway or use the trimmer. I don't want to emasculate my man by taking over all the outside chores.
Speaking of my man, there is nothing sexier than a man who cooks. He was rolling meatballs last night at 10:30 p.m. Hubba hubba.
If my backyard neighbor moves, I might have to quit baking. Seriously. That woman provides me more vanilla, eggs, brown sugar, flour, and baking soda than Meijers.
I have three kids in soccer this fall. One is a great at defense, one is great at offense, and one is great at making dust clouds on the dry fields.