How Cliché

So here is my requisite end of the year post. I'm dubbing this season the Holidays from Hades. The weekend before Christmas my brother Michael married the lovely Kristin. They were married on Saturday, December 19th, which also happened to be Amelia's third birthday (we ended up celebrating her birthday on the 12th instead). We left to go up to Raleigh for the wedding Friday morning. Saturday was wedding day from beginning to end. We had planned to go to sacrement meeting on Sunday, but Charlotte was not feeling well when she woke up, so we just headed home. From there on Charlotte got worse, Amelia got sick, and then I succumed also. Horrible, miserable sick.

We came back up to my parent's house on Christmas eve, partly because all of our presents were already at my parents house. We were very blessed to be able to spend this holiday season with Erik's and my family, just most of us felt pretty miserable the whole time. On the upside we are finally starting to come out of the woods. Just in time for the new year. I can't believe it is almost 2010. I hope everyone has a happy new year!

Little Black Dresses

Right now I am up late waiting for a ebay listing to end. The listing is for the dress that Amelia will wear for Michael and Kristin's wedding next month. The girls will be wearing matching dresses, but Amelia's size was sold out on gap.com, so I'm having to stay up until this auction ends at 1:17am. What is that about? I have about 40 minutes left.

Speaking of dresses, I finally found a dress for Michael and Kristen's wedding. As a back story, after being a bridesmaid for Christan and Mary's wedding I swore up and down that it was the last time. Well shortly after Michael and Kristin got engaged, Mom, Catherine, Mary, Kristin, and I went out for a celebratory dinner. During dinner I let Kristen know that I appreciated if she considered asking me to be a bridesmaid, but I would politely decline the invitation. Kristin said she would like me in the wedding party and that the plan was for all the bridesmaids to wear black dress, and it could be any black dress. Well I reluctantly agreed thinking, "How hard will it be to find a black dress?" Well, its proven to be rather difficult. I didn't want to spend a ton of money, and the dress had to be able to have a teal sash worn with it.

So like I said, I finally found a dress. I even got a great deal on the dress. I had high hopes. I purchased the dress on a Saturday night, and because I was going to be visiting my family in Raleigh (well, Fuquay) the following week I decided to have the dress shipped to their house. Well the week came and went and the dress was not delivered. Long story short, my sister came to visit me and brought the dress with her. I love the the dress, it seems really well made. I put it on and zipped it up and . . . no dice. The dress fit my perfectly everywhere, everywhere except, well if you know me you know where it didn't fit. I went online to look into exchanging the dress, thinking I could get a larger size and have it tailored down to fit. Well the next two dress sizes up are both on back order until December 25th. What?! I am so frustrated. So its back to square one with the wedding in three weeks. After some major stressing, visit a few local stores ('cause that is all there is around here), and spending a few hours online, I think I've found another dress that will work. I am praying it fits well, it is delivered quickly, and that I have enough time to get it tailored if needs be. I swear this is the last time. Never again.

12 minutes to go.

I'm Officially Me

I finally learned that I could create my own profile to sign into this blog. I'm offically me and I'm very excited. Many thanks to my Mom for asking blogger related questions to my sister (-in-law) Mary; and and many thanks to Mary for her answers that lead me to this discovery. It just feels good!

So . . .

So it is a week to Halloween and I still don't know what the girls are going to dress up as. Blerg.

Bon Appétit

Dinner and a show!

One Word

There are certain words that can change a persons life. There are good words like "raise," "pregnant," and "yes" after a marriage proposal. Then there are the scary words. Yesterday the word was cancer. My mother has been diagnosed with breast cancer and at this point we would be fortunate if it is only breast cancer. She meets with her cancer team tomorrow and in the next few weeks we will find out if there is more cancer and treatment options and so forth. Even though I have known a number of people whose parents, family, and friends have recieved this diagnosis, this still seems surreal, like it isn't something that should be happening to my mother and my family. I guess today's word is "denial." If you would like to follow her journey you can find it at http://the-powerislove.blogspot.com/.

If . . .

If you were my sister, you would have surprised me with a visit this weekend and then watched my kiddos the next morning so I could sleep in.

If you were my sister you would be awesome!

If you were my daughter Charlotte, between bug bites and taking falls, you would look completely abused.

If you were my daughter Charlotte it would absolutely kill you if I walked by you without picking you up.

If you were my daughter Amelia, when you saw people kissing on TV, you would come up to me and say, "Give me a kiss."

If you were my daughter Amelia then as much as I love you, I would wish that almost everything you did didn't drive me crazy.

If you were my husband you would not appreciate how much ebaying I've done the last week.

If you were my husband and you became very upset about my ebaying I would promise to make it up to you (wink, wink)!

If you were me then you would have inexplicably, finally, joined facebook.

If you were me you would not have taken a shower today.

If you were me your main accomplishments this week would be cutting your daughters finger nails, doing a gabillion loads of never ending laundry, and titling all the shows on your DVD-R.

Step By Step - Ooh Baby

My little nine and a half month old is walking. She has been determined to make this happen, and about a week ago she started taking two or three steps at a time. The next day she was up to five or six steps at a time. By the third day she was ready to run, which really means that she falls a lot. I just can't believe it!

Amelia wanted her turn on camera. She is growing up so fast too!

The Breakfast Blahs

I'm in a breakfast funk. Each morning I wake up and have a hard time deciding what to eat. For the past few months I've been on an oatmeal with brown sugar kick, but that's over now. I tried a bagel and cream cheese for a week. I only have three cereals I enjoy eating - Frosted Mini Wheats, Honey Bunches of Oats with Almonds, and Cheerios (with bananas if possible) - but I haven't been feeling any of those options either. I don't want toast and eggs are too much of a hassle. Plus I really only enjoy eating eggs if they are accompanied by bacon or sausage, which really isn't healthy to eat everyday. Pancakes or waffles with syrup (because eating them any other way isn't an option for me) is too sugary. Do you see my conundrum? I need something filling so I'm not super munchy an hour after breakfast, and I'd like something reasonably healthy. Maybe I'll try banans and yogurt. What are you eating for breakfast these days?

It's 11:05pm . . .

And I'm still awake. I used to aim to have lights out between 10 and 10:30pm, but for the last few months my bed time has gotten later and later. I so much enjoy the hours at the end of the day when everyone else is asleep and I can enjoy some quiet Elizabeth time. Every morning I pledge to go to bed earlier that night, and I made that same pledge this morning when I was stirred from deep slumber by the sound of my daughters over the baby monitor. As a side note, I think it is so adorable to walk into my daughters' room in the morning and see Amelia entertaining Charlotte. If only I could witness this joy about an hour and a half later. Not since my days of seminary have I been so sleep deprived. I guess I should quit blogging and get some sleep while I can. Good night!

Ere we sing at parting

No, I'm not actually going to sing (that might bring on too many dogs barking nearby). I am getting ready to leave on a short three day trip for work, and I would be remiss if I didn't take the chance to say just how much I LOVE my wife! She is truly my compliment - everything that I am not. I will miss seeing the sparkle in her eyes, and her beautiful smile. Elizabeth, I hope that the next couple of days go by quickly. I love you with all my heart, mind, and strength! You are a wonderful mother and a joy to be with. Until I return - I LOVE YOU!

The Odyssey Begins

Well, after a few weeks of searching and many more months of pondering prior to that, we took the plunge. We are now mini-van people. We also have to give high praise to Carmax. They made the whole process so easy without all the back and forth haggle we had experienced at other dealerships. I'm sure we'll have more to say later, but I wanted to get a picture up for all those who haven't seen us already sporting around town. (Oh and Elizabeth, that's two back-to-back posts in-case you weren't counting)

Goodbye June, hello July!

As Elizabeth pointed out in her blog post, June was a hard month on us. I’m glad to be done with all the back and forth to New Bern, living out of a suitcase, and sleeping on air mattresses. Now, I look towards the next task at hand, unpacking and organizing in our new digs. I am very thankful to be back at home, and to have the opportunity to help out here. It also goes without saying that I’m thankful for all the help we’re getting from my Mom especially when she is able to watch the girls.

Well, that is about all for this post. I know it is not as entertaining as those made by Elizabeth, but I want to rise to the challenge she extended several weeks ago that she is the only one that updates this blog. I do not have any cute pictures of the girls to post, I’ll leave that for her next post.

Dear June,

You've been a difficult month, full of ups and downs. Lets review. First there was the awesome bunco night at our new friends, the Cleaves, home. I never got a bunko, but I did get two baby buncos, and while I didn't win, I did do better thank Erik. Then there was packing up the house in New Bern. Bleh, I hate packing. While packing went okay, the continual driving back and forth between Beaufort and New Bern took it's toll on all of us.

I grimace when I think of Friday the 12th. Sheesh, all I wanted to do was get home so I could do laundry before we had to turn around and leave to go up to Raleigh the next day. What happens? Twenty minutes out of New Bern and the car starts overheating. I call Erik, he comes, sees the coolant level is quite low so he adds water The car is still overheating. So I join AAA, get a tow, get a mechanic to look at the car, all of that, and $150 and five hours later we find out there is nothing wrong. Probably there was an air pocket created when we added water and the system just had to "burp" itself. This is me not swearing. I get on the road and Erik heads to the house in New Bern to finish packing up. Five people signed up to help Erik get all of our stuff loaded in the moving van, and only one person showed up. Where is the love? That was a long night of moving for Erik and laundry for me.

The next day we drove up to Raleigh. Erik was going on a business trip to Baltimore, Charlotte and I were going with him (we all flew out of RDU), and Amelia was staying with my parents. While in Baltimore Charlotte and I both got sick, which means neither of us sleep very well. I did get to see two of my old roommates from my Ricks college days, which made the whole trip worth it, plus Maryland is absolutely gorgeous, but I was still pretty miserable and sleep deprived throughout the whole trip. I was so glad to get back to Raleigh at the end of the week. We did enjoy spending the weekend and celebrating Fathers' Day with my family .

Sunday night we drove back to New Bern to clean our house before closing. We were supposed to close on Tuesday the 23rd at 2 o'clock. Unfortunately for our buyers, Bank of America royally screwed up on getting everything ready and to the lawyers office in a timely manner. For the next 24 hours we exchanged phone calls with our agent over where (New Bern or Havelock) and when our closing would be. We finally closed on our house the next afternoon (2 o'clock in Havelock) . Hurray!!!! Then I promptly got so sick I could barely stand being conscious because every single part of my body was in intense pain. Thank goodness for same day doctors appointments, antibiotics (an ear infection), and a wonderful husband to take care of me and the girls. Fortunately I'm feeling better and I'm hoping a full recovery comes soon.

So June, you see, I won't miss you when you are gone. I promise not to hold any grudges, and we'll make a fresh start next time you come around. Good bye and good riddance.

All my best,
Elizabeth

In the Beginning

Six years ago, June 14th was a Saturday. The day started out with Erik and me helping my sister move out of my parents house. She was moving in with her BFF Mackenzie. I was taking apart a shelf and when I pulled out one of the plastic legs it hit me in the forehead and I sustained an injury. Nothing too serious, but there was blood and a I was left with a headache. I still have a scar in my right eyebrow from the incident. After helping Catherine, Erik and I went back to his apartment to hang out. We spent the afternoon flipping between SNLs (this was back in the day before E! had the exclusive rights and SNL could be found on at least one channel any hour of the day), watching a movie with Andrew McCartney, dozing on the couch, and making out.

After a fairly uneventful, but thoroughly pleasant afternoon, we decided it was time to get some dinner. We went back and forth and finally I picked Golden Corral. All that moving and kissing can wear a girl out and I had quite an appetite. After dinner Erik and I went over to Lake Johnson to walk around the park, which is something we had done often while dating. After walking for a bit, we sat down on a bench to rest and enjoy the scenery. While we were talking I picked up a stick and wrote E hearts E in the dirt. Erik said it was his turn and told me I had to close my eyes. When he told me I could open them, there was a message that said, "Will you marry me?" written on the ground. Then he got down on one knee, pulled out a ring box, and proposed. I, of course, said yes. For the next hour we sat on the bench, and all I could do was laugh because I was totally in shock that I was getting married. As a side note, I would not have picked going to Golden Corral for dinner had I known that I would be getting engaged later. The rest is our story. I just want Erik (and anyone who stops by) to know that I love him. He is a wonderful husband and father and I'm am truly grateful to have such a wonderful man to ride this rollercoaster of life with.

Fluffy Day

Monday was declared a no nap day by Amelia. Instead of napping, she decided to pull the fluff out of her pillow. Fluff everywhere. I'm not sure if the memory foam was better than if it had been feathers. The following is what took place when it was time to clean up the fluff.

After getting up as much as we could by hand it was time to employ the vacuum.

Fatal Attraction

As Charlotte's mobility increases, those things that she is and is not interested in become more apparent. Currently a few of her favorite things are electrical cords, paper, and plastic bags. This is very reminiscent of Amelia's likes and dislikes at this same age. Why is it that the baskets and bins full of toys hold no interest, while those things which can cause the most harm are intensely attractive? I believe surviving infancy is truly a feat. More specifically, I feel that me surviving my daughters infancy warrants congratulations. The fun goes on.

On a completely unrelated note, today we attended the christening of Erik's nephew Anderson. Before the service began I took Amelia to use the bathroom. We walked into the stall and I turned around to latch the door. The latch looked something like this, except that there was a hole in the door for the bolt to slide into.


The hole and the bolt and hole were not lined up very well, and I worked and worked trying to make the door latch. I even tried lifting the door in attempts to get the door to latch. I was getting somewhat frustrated when I glanced up a few inches and saw there was another option.



The hook slipped into the eye without a problem except for the feeling of foolishness that lingeres with me.

It's going to be like Christmas . . .

As I've been packing the remaining items at our house in New Bern, I realize that in twoish years when it comes time to open these boxes, it's going to be like Christmas seeing all my, um sorry Erik, our stuff again. Mostly this applies to the kitchen and bathroom stuff because all of our bedroom stuff is already with us in Beaufort. I also wonder if it is worth keep the electric skillet that I use maybe once a year. I'm trying to convince Erik to get rid of the George Foreman Grill, but he has some sort of unnatural attachment to that thing so off it goes into storage. Perhaps if I get rid of the skillet he'll let the Foreman go. We'll see.

Perhaps someday when we finally organize all the stuff that we've brought to Beaufort it will be like a wonderful Christmas present not to live in the disorganized chaos anymore. Keeping up with two children day in and day out leaves me with little desire to clean and organize when, and if, the opportunity arises. Oh well, I guess I should go and try to get some more stuff packed.

Goals Schmoals (OR This is for you Catherine) AND Mean/Medium/Mode

A few days ago I was talking on the phone with my sister and as we were hanging up she said, "Post on your blog." For the past three weeks or so, each Sunday I set a goal to post on my blog that week. Quite obviously this has not happened. Perhaps at this point you are wondering if all my blog posts are going to be devoted to my lack of posting. Well, its possible. I'm not making any promises at this point. I would like to remind everyone that Erik started this blog without first consulting with me, so I made no inherent promises at the onset of this blog. Maybe everyone should email Erik. Email Title: Post on your blog. Email Message: That is all.

I would now like to change the title of this post to Mean/Medium/Mode. All of these are a way of measuring an average. When we listed our house on the market, our agent told us that the average market time is six months. We listed our house the Monday after Easter. Not quite four weeks later (Mothers' Day weekend) we received and offer on our home. After some back and forth, we now have a contract with a closing date set for on or before July 2nd. The inspection went well and now we are hoping that the buyers loan process goes well so that we can get this wrapped up. I can officially say that all those hours of HGTV I watched were not for nothing.

In other news Charlotte has officially started crawling, sitting up from the crawling position, and pulling herself up in her crib. What the heck? My little almost seven month old (on Tuesday) is growing up so fast! This is how I found her after one of her naps today.

Ugh

I'm not sure what my problem is (no comments from the peanut gallery please) but I just cannot get motivated to post on our blog. Quite a bit has gone on in the last month or so. We've finally got our house on the market (fingers crossed for a quick sale!), I've been working on potty training Amelia (don't get me started), Easter and so forth. We've had some fun weekends meeting up with my old roommate Risa and her husband Bryan and last weekend Catherine came down to visit.

Adjusting to our new routine here in Beaufort is going pretty well. Amelia has been waking up at 6:30 in the morning and I DON'T like that at all. The girls have been sicky sicky this last week, and unlike previous boughts of illness, the girls actually slept well (instead of less) during their illness. I'm definitely enjoying having cable. One of my new favorite shows is "Say Yes to the Dress" on TLC. Love it! I feel like I'm apart of cultural America now. On that note, I'll leave you with a couple pictures of my completely adorable girls.

It's Not Just My Birthstone

Opal, that is - now it is the name of the street we live on too. Yes, we've officially moved to Beaufort. We've been here three weeks and so far things are going pretty well. Amelia absolutely loves living with Nana and having Tay-Tay (her cousin Taylor) close by. Life has been a little, well a lottle, crazy between settling into our new surroundings and going back and forth to New Bern working on getting our house ready for sale. I am exhausted and very tired of not being able to find anything. Hopefully, in the near future, we'll be done working on our house (and it will sell quickly) and we'll be settled in here.

Who Needs a Bed - Part the Second

Well nap times have gotten better, but yesterday after an hour plus of going in Amelia's room to tell her to stay in bed, she finally quieted down. When I went in to check on her this is where I found her.



Yes she is sleeping like an angel (whatever that means) underneath Charlotte's crib with her beloved (naked) Raggedy Ann. Well I am grateful she had a nap!

I Never Thought

I never thought I would be sad to leave New Bern. "Leave New Bern?" you may ask. Yes, next weekend we are moving down to Beaufort to live with Erik's mom. Figuring we could sell our house easier if we weren't living in it, we decided to go ahead and move and then take the next month to get get our house in order before putting it on the market. The plan has always been to move down that way, and doing this will allow us to make the move sooner than later and also to get rid of some of that pesky student loan debt.

We moved to New Bern in August 2004 and I was underwhelmed from the beginning. Erik and I joked that no matter what we would never be "from New Bern." Well four and a half years and two children later, we are definitely New Bernites. We've made many friends and lived some of the most memorable years of our life here. Not to mention we are leaving just as we get a Dunkin' Donuts and Little CaesarsPizza right down the street. What is that about?! I'm sure we will return here quite often, and not just because most of the stake meeting are held here - there is the Target also.

We're excited for the next adventure in our life and to able to be closer to Erik's family. And to answer the question I get asked most often, yes Erik's mom and I do get along well enough for this to work:) Hopefully we'll all still like eachother when this adventure is over!

Who Needs a Bed . . .

When there is a perfectly good changing table to sleep on. A week and a half ago we set up Amelia's new "big girl" bed. So far night times haven't been a problem, but nap times aren't working out so well. To be fair, they weren't working out so well when she was still in the crib. I still put Amelia in her room for a nap, and while she stays in her room, she doesn't stay in her bed. Often she doesn't fall asleep at all (which I wouldn't mind too much if she wasn't completely beastful once 5 o'clock comes) and instead plays in her room for an hour and a half or two. The room is always in some state of disarray when I get her from her room. Today I noticed that after about a little over an hour, it was quiet in Amelia's room. I went in to check on her and found her asleep on her changing table. What a monkey!





Those bronze looking metal bars are the bed rails Erik's sister Allison used when she was a girl. They often wind up on the floor during nap time. I took them off for a bit, but Amelia fell out of bed last night, so Erik put them back up. Also it may look like it is really light in Amelia's room, but actually the room is quite dark - the light was from the camera's flash.

On another note, I'm sure if someone asked you what color your child or childrens' eyes were (presuming you have a child or children) I'm guessing you would be able to answer that question. Not me. Amelia's eyes still seem to be changing colors, and I'm wondering if they will ever settle into one color. They are not quite green and not quite brown. Charlotte's eyes, on the other hand, are 7/8 baby gray, and 1/8 brown. Go ahead and click on the picture and see. It's crazy!

Who'd a thunk . . .

That the weathermen would get it right? Often when we get predictions of snow nothing comes of it. Monday night we got predictions of 2 to 4 inches, but when we woke up Tuesday morning, there was nothing more than a light dusting. I thought, "too bad, Amelia would have enjoyed it." Well then it began to snow. And it snowed, and snowed, and snowed, and snowed. By two o'clock there was a good two inches on the ground. So then we layered up and played in it. Amelia had a ball but Charlotte wasn't so keen on the cold. Erik and Amelia built a little snowman and enjoyed their snow ball fights which was mostly throwing snow at each other. The snow is mostly gone now but we had fun while it lasted.

Erik and Amelia (Erik brought the tape measure out to see how much snow had fallen)


Mommy and Charlotte


Our Snowman


The Family


Our House

Baby It's Cold Outside

Amelia is kind of like the post office motto. Neither rain, nor sleet, nor snow can keep her from enjoying being outside. On Friday mornings we attend story time at the library and then go play at the park. Even though it was 28°F outside, while we were loading up after story time, Amelia ended her half real words, half gibberish sentence with, "go to the park." Luckily I had anticipated this and had both of the girls bundled up. We were the only ones at the park, but we had a fun time none the less. I must say that I am truly enjoying this cold winter. We're anticipating snow tomorrow, so perhaps we'll have some more fun in the cold soon!

High on the slide


Amelia on the swings


A self portrait


Charlotte giving me smiles during story time

Giggles

This is for Grammy, Grandpa, and Nana. Enjoy!

Alright, Alright

I've been tagged 4 times since this blog started. Well, technically this is both Erik's and my blog, but lets be realistic, I've pretty much kept this going myself. Most recently I was tagged by my mother. Well, I can't ignore that, so to be fair, I went back and did all four of the tags I received. I'm officially done after this, so I would appreciate if no one tagged me again. My brain hurts from doing this.

From Mom
I am: tired
I know: I didn’t get everything done today
I want: to like this more
I have: to prepare for Sunday
I hate: cutting my nails
I miss: “me” time
I feel: hopeful
I hear: the computer and the TV
I smell: neither good nor bad
I crave: caramel brownies
I search: using Google
I love: getting a break
I care: about my husband
I always: love checking the mail
I believe: I’ll never have enough pairs of black shoes
I sing: to Amelia all day
I write: nonsense
I lose: my temper a lot
I win: sometimes
I never: go to bed without a clean face and clean teeth
I listen: to my new under the cabinet radio (thanks Erik!)
I am scared: I’ll have too many regrets
I need: to try harder with Erik
I am happy about: Lost starting soon

From Catherine
10 years ago:
1. I lived in Idaho
2. I was in college.
3. I still had braces.
4. I lived with some of my best friends.
5. I missed my family

5 things on today's to do list:
1. Fold laundry.
2. Put laundry away.
3. Renew my library books.
4. Make dinner.
5. Survive.

5 snacks I enjoy:
1. Cocoa Chex Mix
2. Granola Bars
3. Chocolate milk and a banana
4. Chocolate Chip Cookies
5. Popcorn

5 things I would do if I were a millionaire:
1. Buy a fabulous car or two.
2. Payoff all debt.
3. Give my parents money to buy a new house.
4. College fund for the girls
5. Shopping Spree!

5 places I have lived:
1. Indiana
2. Ohio
3. North Carolina – Goldsboro, Fayetteville, Cary
4. Idaho
5. North Carolina – Raleigh, New Bern

5 jobs I have had:
1. The Party Machine
2. Bagel Girl
3. Fabric Store
4. Temp
5. Banker

From Andrea
20 years ago:
1. I lived in Fayetteville.
2. Amber was my best friend.
3. I was considered one of the “cool” kids.

10 years ago:
1. I was in college.
2. I still had braces.
3. I lived with some of my best friends.

5 years ago:
1. I got married.
2. I was still in college.
3. I was a lot thinner than I am right now.

3 years ago:
1. We were trying to have a baby.
2. I got a job at RBC Centura.
3. I had no idea how my life was about to change.

1 year ago:
1. My father was about to celebrated his 50th birthday.
2. I was crazy.
3. I had just been called to the Primary Presidency.

So far this year:
1. I’m adjusting to life with two children.
2. I can’t stop baking.
3. I finally got our checkbook back in order since having Charlotte.

Yesterday:
1. I did a ton of laundry.
2. I finished reading a really good book.
3. I talked to my sister on the phone.

Today:
1. I baked pumpkin muffins with butterscotch chips.
2. I took a shower even though I had decided not to take one when I woke up.
3. I got both girls down for a nap at the same time and then folded some laundry.

In the next year:
1. I’m thinking about growing my hair out again.
2. I’d like to make more of a conscious effort to enjoy the little things.
3. I’d like a real vacation.


From Heidi
1. Where is your cell phone . . . kitchen counter
2. Your significant other . . . is my rock.
3. Your hair . . . brown and actually “done” today!
4. Your mother . . . is the standard which I measure myself
5. Your father . . . is a very intelligent man who sometimes enjoys acting like a child.
6. Your favorite thing . . . whenever I get to do exactly what I want to do.
7. Your dream last night . . . ???
8. Your favorite drink . . . mostly water but I’m lovin’ caffeine free pepsi right now too.
9. Your dream/goal . . . to pay off all our debt.
10. The room you're in . . . office/guest room
11. Your hobby . . . reading
12. Your fear . . . trapped in a small space
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years . . . closer to the coast.
14. Where were you last night . . . at home.
15. What you're not . . . energized.
16. Muffins . . . chocolate chip
17. One of your wish list items . . . bigger car
18. Where you grew up . . . Fayetteville, Cary, Rexburg, Raleigh, New Bern
19. The last thing you did . . . work on dinner
20. What are you wearing . . . my standard of jean, a t-shirt, and my adidas sandals.
21. Your pets . . . none
22. Your TV . . . Oprah is on, but no one is really watching it.
23. Your computer . . . in front of me.
24. Your life . . . challenging
25. Your mood . . . not too bad right now.
26. Missing someone . . . not really
27. Your car . . . needs gas
28. Something you're not wearing . . . a watch
29. Favorite store . . . Target
30. Your summer . . . HOT
31. Like someone . . . lots of people
32. Your favorite color . . . green
33. When is the last time you laughed . . . today (it was either that or cry)
34. Last time you cried . . . yesterday
35. Who will resend this . . . n/a
36. Done something stupid to entertain . . . the story of my life