Today's post...entirely random because i haven't exactly had a lot of time to think about things. So here you go....random facts about me...
1. I love being a stay at home mommy..but sometimes...i have to escape, and get away. That usually involves going to Target. And I can't be blamed for that because it's the only local place where a Starbucks is.
Only the best combination EVER!
2. I am an ice queen. I hate chick flick movies. While watching a sappy movie, my husband is more likely to get emotional than me. Unless it involves newborn babies or something...then i'm a big puddle of watery mashed potatoes. (yuck)
Meh...mildly disheartening at best.
3. I hate cold ketchup. It ruins hot food. So we have two bottles of ketchup at my house...one in the pantry, one in the fridge.
4. The sounds of scissors opening and closing is oddly calming to me. I cannot tell you why but i love it. sliice sliiice sliiice. :::ahh:::
5. I drink roughly 5 cups of iced coffee per day. oof!
I LOVE YOU! |
I LOVE YOU!
IT'S OLD!
Is there something on my face?
9. We currently have 8 chicks. We bought 10. One died of natural causes...he was limp and gimpy one day, died the next. We move on. The other one....I killed. I did. I admit. I put their water trough on top of it and didn't notice. I'm a bad chick mommy.
"Did you hear about what she did to Ethel?" "I know, it's just AWFUL!"
10. I have no concept of the notion that i'm not 18 anymore. I feel like I am mentally...except i have this mortgage and car payment and groceries to buy and 1 husband, 3 little people, 2 dogs, 1 cat, and 10-no 8 chickies relying on me. I still like to shop in Juniors departments...but i'm trying to get over that one. Who entrusted me with all of this responsibility? Surely they were mistaken...I can't handle this madness!!
11. And since i was looking through photos and saw this...you get a #11. For Halloween Baby Owen was still tiny, so i planned to carry him in his wrap carrier. He needed a costume too so i got really smart and cute and made us the tortoise and the hare! Except not one person 'got it.' They all thought i was a playboy bunny. Because all sexy playboy bunnies carry their babies in carriers with them. I don't understand people.