Don't mind if I do!

I have every intention to shower and get ready while Eliza is down for her morning nap. Somehow I end up waiting until I start hearing her "waking up" noises- then rush to the shower and try to make it out before she's crying. Which means I don't blow dry my hair... which means up it goes... which means slob again. Why do I do this???

I wish I was Asian. That way I could make the most delicious food every day.

If I could change one thing about myself it would be my skin. I loath after people with pretty skin. With their non-pores and flawless features. I envy you.

I take burning hot showers. The kind where my skin turns fire engine red and my entire house is a steam room. I could stay in them all day. I never get these anymore...

I want to be organized. I really do. But... I'm just... not.

I married for money. (but not in real life) When I met Craig he had: A road bike. A fourwheeler. A dirt bike. A ski boat. A huge brand new beautiful sexy amazing truck. Then he married me and got rid of it all. And I AM SO THANKFUL! I still love him- crazy right?? Money will just have to wait...

I'm a picker. I pick and pick and pick. It drives Craig nuts. He's even started an intervention. Every time I pick my face he flicks me hard. It doesn't work.

I love popcorn. It doesn't love me. I don't even care. Kettle. Marshmallow. Caramel. Butter. Bring it on.

I'm a Hunter. I hunt. I got 100% on my hunter safety. I put in for the Elk and Deer hunt. Who saw THAT coming? Not me.

We're trying to live on a budget. Benja's Thai and Sushi doesn't fit into our budget. It's depressing.

I'm pretty sure I have two hearts. I love my two loves with all my two hearts. I can't get enough of either one.