Attached to my children. Attached to my Lord. Attached to the idea that sometimes God grants us second chances for the fairy tale.
Lives too far away. And she better text me soon or her status is in jeopardy!
Cake or Pie?
Cake. Unless it's chocolate pie. Then it's gonna be the chocolate pie every time.
Day of Choice?
Sunday. I sometimes get a nap on Sundays. Don't discount the enormous benefits of the weekly nap!
Coke. Or Oh My! Chai (tea from Tastefully Simple). But I'd drop both of them in a heartbeat if I could have brownies instead. Or maybe chips and sour cream.
Flavor of Ice Cream?
Chubby Hubby. I don't care for Ben & Jerry's politics - at all, but honey, somethings surpass even politics. Chubby Hubby is one of them.
Gummy Bears or Worms?
Worms, if I have to choose. But, I'd rather have a Reese's Cup an ice cream Snickers. Some things don't change much. Right, PaPaw?
I am a fairly new resident of Iowa. Which is surprisingly similar to Ohio (where we lived until recently). Except sunnier. Way sunnier.
Staying up late to play Words With Friends. Or Scramble. Or Diamond Dash. *chagrin*
January or July?
My birthday is in January (next week, in fact) and while I get some cool gifts and lot's o' love, I'm beyond the point where having the birthday itself is actually fun. So, that leaves July. I'm just sayin.
Three ornery, rambunctious lovable chickadees that I wouldn't trade for all the naps, Coke and brownies in the whole world!
Last Movie I Saw in the Theater?
The Odd Life of Timothy Green. Sweetness. But make sure you have a tissue. Just sayin'.
Middle Name? Kay.
Number of Siblings?
A brother. One of the most amazing human beings on the earth. And funny. Oh.My.Gosh. Having-a-hard-time-controlling-my-bladder kind of funny. No seriously. He's that funny.
Oranges or Apples?
Oranges, if I don't have to peel them. I craved oranges during my pregnancy with The Cruise Director and would eat three or four a day. All those orange peels . . . My hands smelled like oranges for 40 weeks.
Phobia or Fear?
I have recurring dreams of natural disasters. Especially Tornadoes. Yikes. I refuse to live in any house that doesn't have a basement.
"Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on thee because he trusteth in thee." Isaiah 26:3.It was the verse my mom introduced me to when Big Daddy had an impromptu Bible study on demons during my 16th birthday party. You can imagine the enthusiasm emanating from my girlfriends and I. Timing is everything on so many occasions.
Reason to Smile?
I got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart.
The Melancholy in me screams for Autumn - the brisk walks in crunchy leaves, sweat-shirts and bonfires. The wanna-be idealist in me screams for Spring and Summer. I'm a messy bundle of contradictions, I know.
Tag 5 More
I can't put that kind of pressure on any of my bloggy friends. If you play, let me know. I love reading them.
Unknown Fact About Me?
I wanted to be a detective when I was a kid. The find-the-lost-kitty and who-stole-the-cookie-from-the-cookie-jar kind of detective. Not the Law and Order kind of detective. Ick.
Vegetarian or Carnivore?
I love me some steak. Medium-well, please. Throw in a loaded baked potato on the side, if you don't mind, thankyouverymuch. Oh, and while you're at it, can I get a side salad with Ranch? You are too kind.
Giving into my fears. Let's leave that can of worms alone for today, m'kay?
Ultrasounds or X-rays?
Ultrasounds! You get X-rays when something needs fixin'. I've never had a broken bone (thank you Lord) and don't care to have the experience. Whirling Dervish, on the other hand is always dangerously close to breaking something. He's only had one x-ray though. When he swallowed a plum pit.
Your Favorite Food?
No brainer: brownies. Although any kind of potato runs a close second.
I know there is one. I just don't believe in reading them or allowing it to influence my life in any way shape or form.
"Whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report, if there be any virtue or any praise, think on these things."I just don't see how anything relating to the zodiac fits into any of those categories.
Counting it all joy -- alphabetically, no less,