I’ve been at a loss for a post topic (I know, really, me, with nothing to say!) and thankfully AndreAnna rescued me with a meme.
Finish the sentence.
Maybe I should call the doctor about this stupid cold I have. I think it morphed into a sinus infection.
I love the smell of bonfires and fresh cut grass.
People would say that I am a good friend.
I don’t understand why my children don’t get along better.
I lost my sanity after the twins were born.
Life is hard but worth it.
My past is pretty tame. I’m kind of boring.
I get annoyed when I can’t find something I know I put somewhere safe.
My idea of a good time is going out for dinner and drinks.
I wish I had more patience.
Twins are the best thing that ever happened to me, even if they make me insane.
Dust bunnies rule the roost here.
Tomorrow I’m going to spend time with my family on vacation.
I have low tolerance for the constant bickering of my older children.
I’m totally terrified of something happening to my husband or kids.
I wonder why I don’t know how to relax.
Never in my life have I smoke a cigarette.
High school was the least favorite four years of my life.
When I’m nervous I talk too fast, too much and make an idiot out of myself.
One time at a family gathering my future brother-in-law made me too many fuzzy navels. I know hate peach Scnhaps.
Take my advice: Four kids is plenty.
Taking a good picture is my dream.
I’m almost always wishing I were a calmer, more sane person.
I’m addicted to coffee, blogging, scrapbooking, reading, hockey, baseball, my kids, my husband.
I want someone to send my family on an all-expense paid vacation somewhere (preferably Disney) so I can get it out of my system.
And now I’m tagging: