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Everyone needs to read CLAUDIASROOM.BLOGSPOT.COM....funnnnnnyyyy!!!!

Found something to write about. I have been inspried by pure frustration.

First, I forgot my password. Which led me to be frustrated with Yahoo, because I forgot my password to that email address. I know I should be frustrated with myself for picking passwords that are un-decodable. Even by me. It's been 42 years since I used that email. Now, I'm finally on this thing. But alas, I can't figure out how to add Kristen or leave a comment. I'm going to bed. Kristen, this is all your fault.

Okay...I'm back.

It's been a while. I have neglected my Myspace as well. These days I don't have much time to think, much less analyze my thoughts. Therefore, neglecting all blogs all together.

I forgot how much relaxation I gained from blogging. Actually, in my heavy blogging days last year, I was nearing internet addiction. Mabey that's why I stopped. As-soon-as I figure out how to put pictures on this thing I will do that as well.

Well, when I think of something interesting I will write it. My criteria for interesting: Make myself laugh.

The Best Day!

I've had one of those Sundays that goes better than planned. I couldn't have dreamed of a better one. It's funny the things that make my Sundays great these days. A few years ago a great Sunday included sleeping in late, watching the life time channel all day, leaving my pajamas on until they started to itch, getting more money from my mom than I had asked for, and going out with friends to a bar that had awesome drink specials. These days there is a scarcity of simplicity in my life. So, I find it much easier to take great plessure in the little things.

We had made plans to go to church today, a while back. First of all, I didn't really believe that Ryan would wake up to go. But, he did. Which leads me to great day maker no 1. I only had to make 3 attempts to get my husband out of bed this morning. Normally I have to make many more than 3 attempts to get him to do alot of things. I was impressed with his commitment to his promise and his willingness to follow through. He was actually glad to be doing it.

Ryan was a little hesitant to be wearing jeans to church. I told him that I would not attend a church where that would not be acceptable. Plus, an exemption from wearing slacks will make it alot easier to get him to go to church in the future. Great day maker no. 2: When we pulled up to the church, most of the men standing outside were wearing jeans. Ryan saw them and gleefully said, "Jeans!" Then, as we pulled into the parking lot we both said "jeans" everytime we saw someone wearing them. The game became much more fun when we saw about 5 people get out of one car and they were all wearing jeans. We said, "jeans, jeans, jeans, jeans, jeans" as each one stepped out.

The church we went to was beautiful. I had been praying that God would lead us to the right one. We had been planning on attending a different church today but, we changed our minds at the last minute. The one we attended today was perfect. It offered alot of great things especially for a couple like us that had been raised in two different religions. It was catholic for Ryan, and they had a choir for me. They have a men's group for Ryan, and a women's group for me. And, the congregation, excuse me, parish, is made up of a perfect distribution of all walks of life. Also, we just felt really comfortable being there and we feel like there is where we're suppose to be. Great day maker no. 3: Besides the fact that they were handing out Marti Gras beads as everyone left, Ryan said, "I really like it there."

After church we ate lunch at Niki's, which is a really good italian restaraunt over here. At lunch, we both agreed that we would not buy each other gifts for Valentines Day because we're not really going to be able financially and it just seems silly to do that when we share money. We are going to our traditional V-Day spot though. Great day maker no. 4: great lunch and great conversation with a great husband.

Okay, so, we did get in a little bit of an argument in the car on the way to our next stop. But, we definitely didn't let that ruin our day. We made up because the song Lonely Women Make Good Lovers came on. Ryan, not really paying attention to all of the words, was pointing at himself when he sang, "good lookin', smooth talkin' man". Let me just add that Ryan LOVES to be obnoxious when I'm steaming. So, I let him sing and point to himself a few times, finally the song came back around to the part that says, "Lonely women make good lovers." And, I pointed at myself. He laughed, I rolled my eyes and the argument was put to rest. Great day maker no. 5: We found a great song to make up to.

We went to cut his hair. Then, we got some ice cream and came home. Today wasn't an exceptional day. There was nothing monumental about it. It was just really nice to spend the day together and appreciate each other.

Grey's Anatomy

Okay, so, if they kill Meredith, can they still call the show Grey's Anatomy? I'm not happy with the ending. I'm terrified for Meredith and for that little girl. If she dies she will never know that her best friend is engaged. But, hello! If she lives Dr. Shephard is obviously going to propose, and she'll have to overcome all of things that her mother said to her when she was "lucid". I'm sure it will be very difficult. Along the way Izzy will have to deal with overcoming Denny's death and probably try to kill herself. Then I will be disappointed because the show will have seriously become WAY too predictable. But, did the little girl go get help or what? She just walked away. If you ask me she looked a little P.ed Off.

10 things that bothered me about tonights episode:

1. I didn't like when they were in the middle of trauma practice, a coincidental mass trama occurred. They're sugeons. Did the writer's think that we, the audience, would think they didn't have enough training? They should have come to get them when they were in the locker room.

2. I really didn't like that man being so pushy with Izzy. Get off her back! She's doing the best she can. Don't tell her how to do her job.

3. The lady that couldn't find her son, and she wouldn't go into surgery until George found him. First of all, why did George even promise her something like that? Second of all, Dr. Bailey should have just told her, "Look, if we don't perform this surgery, your son won't have a mother when we find him." Because Dr. Bailey is so sassy.

4. When Meredith handed that little girl over to the police officer, the dumb A told the little girl to stay right where she was and left her alone. Then they lead us to believe that she was kidnapped or something. I didn't know if I was watching ER, Without a Trace, or Grey's. Then the little girl turns up, tapping Meredith on the shoulder.

5. The man that pushed Meredith over the ledge into the water. That really bothered me. My mouth dropped open.

6. Why didn't Christina tell Meredith during 45 minutes of trauma practice that she was engaged? That girl bothers me. Which leads me to number 7.

7. Christina. She bother's me in every single episode.

8. Did that little girl go tell ANYONE that the nice lady that had been helping her was just pushed in the water? Or, did she just go find someone else to follow around until they got killed?
9. Christina

10. Why did Dr. Shephard tell Dr. Burke about the Meredith/ bath tub incident? That should have been left between the two of them.

My prediction for next week is this. Dr. Shephard will see that little girl walking around by herself. He will remember that he had seen her with Meredith just a while earlier. I don't think they'll do a dreamy flash back of it, his face will say it all. By this time he would have already been worrying about Meredith, because remember he said something tonight. When he approaches the little girl she will start sobbing and dramatically point to the water. All hell will break loose and Dr. Shephard will dive into the water and will emerge with his soon to be bride. Christina will be where we left her, in charge of sutures, and will see her best friend wheeled in. Dr. Burke will probably be walking by just in time to catch her in his arms before she colapses to the floor. I imagine Meredith will be in a coma long enough for everyone to visit her individually and tell her how great she is.

The pregnant girl that was smashed will recover from surgery, but will have tragically lost her baby. Or, she will die and her baby will survive and Alex will adopt it. This will of course soften his heart and he'll stop being a jerk; and once and for all make up his funking mind about if he wants to go into plastics or obstetrics. Just kidding, I'm positive that will not happen. To be honest I really don't know but I loved that subplot.

I'm pretty sure the lady's son is dead. The chief and that really bubbly girl will probably hook-up, on account that she complimented him on his new hair color. I've already said that Izzy will committ suicide. Only if that guy dies though. If he doesn't then she'll probably want to be an ER Dr. instead of a surgeon. Which, I don't think that's a very good idea. She doesn't seem to be very good under pressure.

If Meredith dies, I wonder if it's because Ellen Pompeo in real life is homophobic like Isaiah Washington, and they're both getting killed off because they can't stand it that T.R. Knight is gay. I love T.R. Knight, gay or not. Well, let's be honest, I'd like him alot more if he wasn't gay. But, that's the brakes.

Waiting for my clothes to dry.

1. Is your second toe longer than your first?
Only on my right foot.

2. Do you have a favorite type of pen?
I do indeed have a favorite type of pen. However, Ashlea showed me her favorite the other day and I'm thinking of switching.

3. Look at your planner for March 14, what are you doing?
I don't have a planner.

4. What color are your toenails usually?
Depends on the season. Since it's not spring yet they are dark red.

5. What was the last thing you highlighted?
My hair

6. What colour are your bedroom curtains?
I don't have curtains in my bedroom yet:(

7. What colour are the seats in your car?
Grey

8. Have you ever had a black and white cat?
I've had 2 all black cats, both were named Buster.

9. What is the last thing you put a stamp on?
Valentine's day cards

10. Do you know anyone who lives in Wyoming?
No

11. Why did you withdraw cash from the ATM the last time?
Probably to take Samantha somewhere. For some reason we always end up needing cash with her.

12. Who is the last baby that you held?
Baby Gavin, little guy ohhhh.

13. Do you know of any twins with rhyming names?
Mindy Veronica and Wendy Monica, but I haven't talked to them in years.

14. Do you like Cinnamon toothpaste?
I don't like cinnamon anything, I'm a spiramint kindof gal.

15. What kind of car were you driving 2 years ago?
Two years ago I was driving the Grand Prix.

16.Pick one; miami hurricanes or florida gators?
I don't want to come into contact with either one. Sounds dangerous. I know this is a sports question, but I don't do sports.

17. Last time you went to Six Flags?
Last April with Samantha, we had lots of fun. It was one of those perfect days that everybody else thought it was going to rain but it didn't so the lines were really short.

18. Do you have any wallpaper in your house?
Aww, the joys of renting, I am sad to say, I do have wallpaper in my house.

19. Closest thing to you that is yellow?
A frame on the desk that has a pic of Ryan and Samantha sleeping when she was a baby and it says "Now I lay me down to sleep"

20. Last person to give you a business card?
realtor

21. Who is the last person you wrote a cheque to?
I have not written a check in a long time. I mostly use cash or card. Who wrote these questions? "Cheque" "Colour"

22. What is the closest framed picture to you of?..
The one I just described geezzz pay attention

23. Last time you had someone cook for you?
I can't remember, but I'm sure it was either Ryan or my mom.

24. Have you ever applied for welfare?
NO!! I will earn my own money thank you.

25. How many emails do you have?
I have no idea how many emails I have at this very moment. I usually erase them or seperate them into different folders. i.e. work, bank, church, save

26. Last time you received flowers?
it's been a while

29. Do you play air guitar?
No, because I'm not a nerd

30. Do you take anything in your coffee?
Cream and 1 Splenda

31. Do you have any Willow Tree figurines?
What on earth is a willow tree figurine?

32. What is your high school's rival mascot?
I don't remember

33. Last person you spoke to someone from high school?
Deeanna, Ashlea

34.?

35.?

36. What colour are the blinds in your living room?
White

37. What is in your inbox at work?
I don't understand this question, I think there is some sort of language burrier.

38. Last thing you read in the newspaper?
ehhh..

39.What was the last pageant you attended?
Miss Texas when I was 8

41. Have you ever worn a crown?
Every night before I go to bed I where my crown and make Ryan call me Queeny.

42. What is the last thing you stapled?
Papers

43. Did you ever drink clear Pepsi?
Yes, remember that commercial with Rod Stewart?

44. Are you ticklish?
Yes

45. Last time you saw fireworks?
4th of july

46. Last time you had a Krispy Kreme doughnut?
I don't remember, I've never been a big fan of Krispy Kreme.

47. Who is the last person that left you a message & you actually know?
I suppose my mom. But, usually when people leave me messages, I "actually" know them.

48. Last time you parked under a carport?
don't remember

49. Do you have a black dog?
She has a little black on her

50. Do you have any pickles in your fridge?
Yes

51. Are you an aunt or uncle?
yes...I have 2 nieces

52. Who has the prettiest eyes that you know of?
Shelby Runnels Jr.

53. Last time you saw a semi truck?
the other day

54. Do you remember Ugly Kid Joe?
Yes

55. Do you have a little black dress?
These days I don't have a "little" anything. I do have a black dress though. I'm sure it has cob webs on it. I'm not a dress wearer.

Mind your own bee's wax.

What happend to the days when, if you wanted to know something about someone you had to ask them? Or, you could be really sneaky and find out from a friend, of a friend, of a friend. Or, you could use my old trick. Find out the password to their voicemail/answering machine and check their messages. That's only if you really wanted to know something though. Checking someone's messages did not give you near as much access into their personal life as Myspace does. Please do not try this at home. You should only use this trick if the situation calls for extreme messures. Like, your ex is dating someone else, and you are crazy, and cannot sleep until you hear what her voice sounds like. This example is merely hypothetical.


I don't know if I'm for or against private Myspaces. In the case of young girls, I am of course in favor of setting their Myspace to private. Especially if their parents are stupid enough to actually let them have one. In the case of responsible adults, I cannot decide. I am definitely against others having private Myspaces. Especially if the person is someone I would never send a request of friendship to. The reason I don't like having mine set to private is, there are people that are not my friends that look at it. Through Myspace, I can passively use subject matter and commentary to comminicate with these people, without them knowing. Or, that's what I would like to think. But, I did recently put a link to my Myspace on my blogspot and who knows what weirdos could be looking at this. I suppose I could take the link off.


I would like for a few of my friends to set there Myspace to private. For the same reason that there are people looking at my Myspace who are not my friends. I really don't want these people, ok let's just say it, this person, to go nosing through my friends profiles that don't really censor what they or others put on them. So, in this case privacy would be A-OK.


My decision is to take the link off of here and set my Myspace back to non-private and rest my head. I wonder what my great-grandmother worried about that was similar to Myspace. Hmmm...can't think of anything as petty that would consume her thoughts. I think she may have been much more consumed with things like, T.B. or the Black Plague or not being shot by Indians. Just a guess.

Dog Gone

Today I was introduced to the funniest blogspot in the world. The blogger is re-reading the Baby Sitter's Club books as an adult and posting her takes on them now compared to when she was a child. This has inspired me to blog a book that I wrote in the 5th grade. When I wrote it and won an award I was under the impression that I was a genius. Now when I read it I am convinced that I was a booger eating moron.

Dog Gone

Chapter one:

"Mom!" yelled Maxie Blue of Park Avenue, New York, New York on April 3, 1990. "Can I borrow some money to go to the department store and buy a new game to play?"

"Maxie," her mother said from her bedroom, sweetly but firmly, "every time you borrow money from me you never pay me back. You should be glad I'm not a bank. Mabey you should go find a job," her mother continued.

"What kind of a place would hire a kid at my age?" Maxie asked.

As her mother opened the door to her bedroom, she said, "Mabey you could have your own business, lik walking dogs. A lot of dog owners in this building would like to hire people to walk their dogs for them."

Maxie was only ten, looking thirteen or fourteen, and she was always willing to use her age as an excuse.

Chapter two:

Maxie found a lot of people that wanted their dogs walked. The people who wanted their dogs walked had to wait in a long line.

Maxie started out with Billy Mires, who was a friend of hers. Billy had a mean Doberman which he kept on his balcony outside of his living room.

As she walked Billy's dog, he dragged her through mud puddles and sewer streams, from last week's rain. Maxie scraped her knee and both of her elbows.

Billy was willing to pay her only ten cents. With his mean laugh he slammed the door in her face.

After Billy's dog, she managed to carry herself to Mrs. Shields' apartment. Mrs. Shields was very strange and always said things about someone's future and wore a lot of jewelry. Her hair was as black as night and her face as pale as a cloud in the sky.

Chapter three:

When Maxie rang Mrs. Shields' doorbell she openedthe door slowly. She looked at aMaxie without smiling or saying "Hello." A few seconds later Mrs. Shields' dog, Death, came barking down throught the hall woth his leash draggin along behind him. Maxie picked him up, and tried to say thank you, but when she was about to, Mrs. Shields slammed the door.

As Maxie was walking Death, it wasn't as bad as Billy's dog; except they did go through a small water puddle, but she didn't get very wet.

When they got back to the builiing she gave Mrs. Shields her dog. Mrs. Shields again slammed the door, without paying. As Maxie was about to yell, telling Mrs. Shields to pay, and envelope was shoved under the door. Maxie bent over and picked it up. As she opened it a ten dollar bill slipped out.

"Oh, My gosh!" Maxie screamed.

Chapter four:

Forgetting about all of the other customers, Maxie ran back to her apartment and called her best friend, Chas. They made thier own nick-names. they had known each other for six years. As Maxie picked up the telephone she dialed the numbers 1-212 as and area code. Chas (short for Chasity) lived in Manhatten and rode a ferry back and took a cab to get over to Maxie's house, even just to say "Hello." Kids were always saying how Chas "had money and how she bragged about it all the time."

"Hello," a voice said, coming from the telephone.

"Chas," said Maxie, in an excited way, " I just made ten dollars off of walking a small schnauzer."

"That's great," the answered. "Would you like to talk to Chastity now?"

With all the excitement, Maxie didn't notice that the person who ansered the telephone was Chas' eight year old brother.

"Oops!" Maxie replied.

Chapter five:

Another person came on the telephone. "Hello," they said. "Is this Chastity?" Maxie answered back.

"Yes, this is Chastity."

"Chas, I just made ten dollars by walking a dog."

"Hey, that's great, but when did you start walking dogs?" Chas asked.

"Just today," Maxie relied in a questioning way. "I was wondering if you wanted to start a business with me?"

"Well sure, I'll be over there right away."

When she got there Maxie was standing outside of the door with a notebook in her hands that said "Appointment Book" onthe front of it in neat blue block letters, and had a small brown shag dog on the bottom of it.

"What's that?" asked Chastity.

"It's your book," answered Maxie. "You are going to be my secretary."

"Oh, allright, " Chastity siad, in a disapointed manner.

"What you will do is set my appointments up by times, I will do three dogs at a time, the times are set up in different pages. You can use my room as your office because I have a private telephone," Maxie went on. "We will split the money in half."

Chapter six:

When Chastity left that day Maxie went and looked at her appointment book. She found that Chastity had put ten dogs down for the same times. Maxie was just about to get mad.

"Well," she thought, "she didn't explain how to work with the appointment book very well, and she did say it very fast..."

But Chastity should have been listening!

She picked up the telephone to tell her what she did. Maxie was mad but she understood. Maxie would just have to understand this time, and walk all the dogs.

"I can handle it," she said to herself. I am very strong, although I might be just ten years old.

She hung up the telephone. She walked over to the television and turned it on.

Feeling sorry for herself, Maxie fell asleep.

Chapter seven:

the next morning Chastity didn't show up so Maxie went and got the dogs.

the last dog that Maxie picked up was Death from Mrs. Shields' apartment. Mrs. Shields answered the door just like the first time except when she saw the nine dogs barking and yacking, she opened her eyes widely and looked at them in a strange way. Then she looked at Maxie and said in a very cracky voice, "My dog, you'd better not lose." Maxie didn't know what she meant and she didn't bother to ask.

As she was walking the dogs she kept hearing Mrs. Shields' voice saying, "My dog, you'd better not lose him."

Everything went well at first until Mrs. Edwards the land lady was waling up the outside steps of the apartment building holding her cat, Precious. Everyone in the aprtments call it Sid Vicious.

That's when it happened, the second civil war, one against ten. Or was that seven?

"Oh, no!" Maxie said to herself.

Chapter eight:

Maxie found tow of the dogs that were missing, and returned the other ones that she'd kept ahold of . She was scared that night. She fell asleep in a hurry. She dreamt that a red light came clashing throught the window and then a large black hand picked her up and threw her through the glass and out the window. She woke up after this in a cold sweat. Then she went back to sleep.

That morning she went to look for Precious, wondering why Mrs. Shields hadn't called asking about Death. She found Precious in the halls of the apartment building on the fifth floor. Precious struggled, but Maxie managed to pick her up and took her back to Mrs. Edwards' apartment. After she returned the cat, she went to Mrs. Shields' apartment in a scared way.

She knocked onthe doore of Mrs. Shields' apartment. Mrs. Shields answered in an abnormal manner; she actually smiled and said "Hello." Mrs. Shields was definitelyhappier than usual. To Maxie's surprise Death came barking down the hall like usual.

Death had been found, and someone else, a man with a dark mustache and short hair came up behind the dog in a camoflaged outfit.

"No wonder Mrs. Shields was always so sad and lonely," thought Maxie. "She didn't want me to lose her dog because she wouldn't have had anyone to do anything with."

The End

Apparently, the moral of the story is, if a woman seems unhappy and a little scary it must be because she doesn't have a man...thanks mom.

Lady of leisure...no more!

How many times will I add and remove blogs? For some reason I feel that what I put on this blog should be much more insightful than what I put on my myspace blogs.

Today was another non-constructive day. I did get my house half-way clean, without being able to vacuum of course. But, as I explained to Ashlea, these days I really don't care. I wish I did care, I would then be able to obsess over cleaning, which I'm used to, rather than obsess over why I'm not obsessed with cleaning. The high-light of my day was when Ryan came home and we played with the dogs, and ate at subway.

Side bar: It's very interesting to see Ryan play with the dogs. I've all the sudden seen a very sensitive side of him. I have known that he is a very caring person. But there is just something so cute about how much he adores Vegas. Reno is constantly picking on Vegas and Ryan has become very protective over Vegas. I take the more non-sympathetic role saying, "Leave them alone, Vegas needs to get used to it." While Ryan is carrying Vegas around the house to sheild him from Reno. Mabey it's a sympathetic male thing. I'm sure Vegas is feeling extremely emasculated and Ryan probably recognizes that.

Any way, since when did the high-light of my day become Ryan's return home from work. Don't get me wrong. I love that I felt happy when he arrived, but I don't think that should be what I look forward to all day long. That kindof borderlines co-dependency. Have I become so much an un-moving figure in my house that I'm no longer a person with desires. Luckily, I will be starting my new full time job on Feb. 13. I'm sure that will give me a greater since of purpose. After all, how can I help to create a happy, thriving marriage and household, if I am not a happy, thriving person.

I'm pretty sure my new job was handed to me by God himself. Everything is exactly what we were hoping for, the pay that I was hoping for, the flexibility to be able to spend time with the family on the weekends, the clientel is perfect for me, and I'm pretty sure it's going to be a lot of fun. Not only that, but every one else in the world has to work I should be doing it as well.

I know that Doctor Laura would be appalled to read this, but I don't think I'll be able to be the mother that doesn't work. I certainly don't want to go to the same extreme as my mother, but I would be crazy if I had to stay at home and not have structure and a schedule at least 3 days out of the week. But, we'll see what God has in store for me in that department.

Tomorrow, I will be doing my retail merchandising job. I don't know if I'll want to keep that when I start my full time job. It seems like I might be trying to put too much on my plate. I will try and see how it goes.

I'm looking forward to experiencing some changes and am hoping and praying for the best.

Not ready to go to bed...enjoy.

Are your parents together?
My parents divorced when I was 3.

Do you have any step-parents?
I have a step-mom and I guess you could call him a step-dad although I'm closer to him than I am my dad.

What insulting name are you most called?
I wish I knew. I'm sure there are one or two circulating out there.

Do you dye your hair?
Would I be my mother's daughter if I didn't die my hair?

Are you ticklish?
I am ticklish on my collar bone.

What do you like the most about yourself?
What I like most about myself is the fact that I like myself.

What do you like the least about yourself?
I just don't have an answer for this question. I am a work in progress and any imperfections I'm sure will be perfected and soon after that more imperfections will arise.

How is your relationship with your parents?
My relationship with my biological father is distant but loving. My relationship with my mother is that we are the same person. It's hard to have a relationship with your self.

Do you have a lot of close friends?
I have a few close friends. Lots of close friends sounds like a lot of work.

What are you doing Saturday night?
Ryan will be out of town this Saturday. I'm hoping I can make some plans to go the the Back Stage Club.

What is the type of person you usually go after?
Usually I go after my husband. I was first intrigued by him because he was quiet. I guess quiet people intrigue me because I don't understand how they do it.

Would you go back to any of your exes?
NO!

Seriously, whose fault was it in your last breakup?
I can't even remember anymore. I'm sure both parties can share the responsibility.

What do you do when you're mad at someone?
I either passively or aggressively or passive aggressively, depending on the person, let them know that they have upset me.

What pisses you off the most?
The things that get me the most angry with people are, wishy washiness, beating around the bush, selfishness, and insensitivity.

What is guaranteed to make you smile?
Someone extending common courtesy and a baby laughing are two things that can make me smile.

How much time do you spend getting ready each day?
To determine how long it will take me to get ready, I first need to determine what I am getting ready to do.

Are you a good driver?
I am a horrible driver.

Can you cook?
Not only can I cook, but I've been told that I'm good at it.

What is an absolute no-no in a significant other?
Bad hygene, dishonesty, and strange chewing habits are 3 things that would not be exceptable in a significant other.

An absolute must?
Caring, funny, protective, provider, manly, are things that are a must in a significant other.

Would you rather be cute, sexy or beautiful?
I think that if you are cute and beautiful, then sexy comes with the package. Lucky for me I am cute and beautiful.

Are you a sound sleeper or a light sleeper?
I am a sound sleeper.

Do you dream in color?
I dream in color.

Does anything have to be just so before you can go to sleep?
I like for the house to be picked up before I go to sleep. Then, it is clean when I wake up in the morning. Which helps me be in a better mood for the day.

Do you snore in your sleep?
A lot of people have told me that I snore.

Are you huggable or not really?
I like to be the hugger, not the huggee. Meaning, I like to initiate the hug I don't want to be surprised with one.

Are you physical with others?
I'm not a very overly affectionate person. But, I like to cuddle sometimes.

What do you HAVE to do every day?
Pray, take a shower and brush my teeth are things that I have to do everyday.

What could you eat for the rest of you life and still love?
Well I still love french fries and I've been eating those for a long time.

Ever think anyone was "the one?"
Yes

What job would you like to have when you're grown up?
When I grow up I want to be President of the PTA.

What's the last stupid thing you did?
I can't think of anything.

Are you craving anything right now?
I am constantly wishing I could eat chicken fried rice from Kasuzan but they closed down. They were the best, dirtiest restaraunt in Fort Worth.

Can you speak any other languages?
Wouldn't that be somethin'.

What's an average outfit for you?
Jeans and a sweatshirt or T-shirt is an average out-fit for me.

Do you prefer sleeping alone or with somebody?
I really like sleeping with my husband.

Are you a neat person, or are there clothes all over the floor?
In my bedroom there are usually clothes all over the floor. The rest of my house is normally neat.

Do you shave or wax anything?
Doesn't everyone over the age of, oh, 12, shave or wax something?

What's the last thing you bought?
Valentines

Are you easy to get close to?
I don't know.

What mood are you usually in?
I am usually very tense.