I took this from my girl Ames. With so little posting from me these last few months, I owe yous all some posts. Is it okay if they are fluffy posts like this one?
You're feeling: Tired, my littlest man is sick. I can never sleep when my kids are ill.
To your left: My front window
On your mind: A man I love
Last meal included: Pepsi, spinach and chicken pizza.
You sometimes find it hard to: Keep the floors clean. Something is always getting dropped.
The weather: Beautiful. Was +26 yesterday, +19 today. Tomorrow is low twenties. Yay.
Something you have a collection of: earrings.
A smell that cheers you up: Obsession for men. It's the scent my Pepere wore.
A smell that can ruin your mood: Sour milk.
How long since you last shaved: I shaved today.
The current state of your hair: Nice. I just had a trim and layering done.
The largest item on your desk/workspace (not computer): N/A
Your skill with chopsticks: I can't use them. I know, I know-been married to an Asian man for thirteen years, and I still can't use them. Pathetic.
Which section you head for first in a bookstore: romance
Something you're craving: Sleep
Your general thoughts on the presidential race: Vote for Posh Spice (lol-joke)
How many times have you been hospitalized this year: Nada.
Favorite place to go for a quiet moment: The bathroom. Don't even ask... I have too many kids. It's my only ALONE time.
You've always secretly thought you'd be a good: I have no idea...
Something that freaks you out a little: Flat front school buses. They look odd.
Something you've eaten too much of lately: N/A
You have never: Been on an escalator alone. I wont either. I'm very afraid of heights, and I need someone to lean into while I close my eyes. The person I am with has to tell me when we are at the top so that I can step off the thing.
You never want to: Get into a reading slump again.
hey Chantal
sorry your littlest man is sick :( and isn't it crazy how warm the weather is lately? It's like we completely jump over spring and went straight to summer.
Sorry about your son being sick, that is always tough.
The bathroom was my place to go as well, but sometimes it still does not work. I get little ones pounding and yelling through the door.