100 (or so) Things About Me

I could eat peanut butter and (strawberry) jelly sandwiches every day of the week.
Sometimes, I do.
I believe Jesus is the only way to salvation.
I like vacuuming because it makes that satisfying sound when you pick up something and makes nice lines in the carpet.
I rarely vacuum.
Motherhood completes me.
I didn't expect that at all.
I dislike doing dishes immensely.
Once I get started, I remember that it's not so bad.
I love me some Dr. Pepper.
I think that marriage is the hardest and best thing I've ever done.
I like to cuddle with my dog.
She's not good at it yet.
I think my husband is very handsome.
I'm pretty hard on him sometimes.
He forgives me.
I consider myself a better than average nurse.
I like to think that I'm flexible and easy to get along with.
I'm neither.
But I'm trying.
I have a black belt in taekwondo.
I like telling people that.
I'm starting to feel pretty old.
I become prissier with every passing year.
Pregnancy has been good to me so far.
I probably talk too much.
I'm working on that.
Now, I just blog about it instead.
I love to snack.
I have a degree in English.
I don't use it.
I feel a little bad about that.
I think music is food for the soul.
I can never find the right song that suits my mood.
Sometimes a girl just needs some gangsta rap.
That's why I got XM.
It kills me when something doesn't go well for my dad.
I feel like I need to protect him for some reason.
I like that giddy, excited, I'm-special feeling that I have on my birthday.
I wish I could conduct myself as though it were my birthday every day of the year.
I am more like my mother than I even realize.
That's not a bad thing.
It seems like ages since I graduated from high school.
It has only been ten years.
I pace the entire house when I'm on the phone.
So does my sister.
We drive our mom crazy with this.
I'd like to write a book.
I don't know what it would be about.
I am not time-oriented.
This makes me late to . . . everything.
I love to make people laugh.
Especially my husband.
I think his laugh in bottled form could cure cancer.
I don't floss like I should.
I am a softie.
I've cried every time I've watched Extreme Makeover: Home Edition.
It's embarrassing.
I think people suck at driving these days.
I love gadgets.
One of the hardest lessons that I'm still learning is that life isn't fair.
I am generally an optimistic person.
I have become somewhat jaded in my adulthood.
That makes me sad.
Reading Newsweek makes me feel culturally literate.
I'm probably not.
I like to participate in impromptu praise and worship time.
I haven't done that since college.
I have never nor will I ever bungee-jump.
I like to know the answers in class.
I try not to be "that girl" all the time.
I overanalyze most of my social interactions.
People probably aren't thinking about me as much as I assume that they are.
I get seasick.
I miss my friend Elizabeth.
She is, in so many ways, my touchstone.
I'm not a touch-feely person.
I've hugged someone I hadn't seen in a while and realized only after the act that we were never on the hugging level of friendship. Oops!
I do not tan.
I burn.
I love to travel.
I hate to pack.
I rarely ever unpack.
I just take each item out as I need it.
I do not like snorkling.
I am afraid of water that I can't see the bottom of.
See, I told you that I'm prissy.
I know what needlenose pliers are.
I use them pretty regularly.
I like to read books on how to be smart with your money.
I am not yet smart with my money.
I look to the future with excitement.
I can't wait to see how my kids turn out.
I am proud of my family.
I have some regrets.
I try not to think about them too much.
I do anyway.
This didn't take as long as I thought it would.
I should be doing something else right now.
That's the story of my life.

I'm gonna go have a PB&J.

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