I am... this and that

I am: me.  Like it or not, it's me.

I think: life is complicated.

I know: I can get giddy in a microsecond.

I want: vacation days, stock options, and sick days.

I have: fant-abulous friends!

I wish: to always have two healthy children.

I hate: ignorance and stupidity.  

I miss: east coast fall and winters.

I fear: desperation.

I feel: pretty darn good!

I hear: Kevin singing.

I smell: (do you really wanna know)... Kevin is working on a poop.

I crave: a Starbucks iced mocha.  

I search: Juliana's closet and find the strangest things.

I wonder: when diaper days will be OVER!

I regret: not giving one last bear hug to a special someone before what would be his last day.

I love: laughing!

I ache: when I think too much.

I care: for those that care too.

I always: love my kiddos.

I am not: a size 2.

I believe in: happiness.

I dance: only with my children.

I sing: obnoxiously in the car.

I don't always: have a perfectly clean house.

I fight: when necessary.

I write: thank you notes because gratitude seems to have faded in this world.

I win: Candyland and Guess Who? more often than not.

I lose: weight when I work my butt off at the gym.

I never: want to lose my husband, children, friends, and family.  

I confuse: myself sometimes.

I listen: when spoken to.

I can usually be found at: home.  Yes, I am a homebody.  Not necessarily by choice.

I am scared: of sooooo many things.  The biggest things... falling, creepy crawlies, pickles, and death.  Call me strange, go ahead.

I need: more freedom.

I am happy about: not having freedom because it means I have two cuties pulling on my pant leg.  They drive me nutty, but I wouldn't change it for anything.