Randomness

I don't understand why cats preen? It's really annoying when I'm trying to cuddle with them...or sleep!

When did Facebook become a political hub for propaganda? I thought sex, politics, religion and money were the spur of all arguments? This seems to be my generation's favorite topics to converse... So if everyone else can publicly post their views and opinions why do I ALWAYS get in trouble for mine?

I used to try to please everyone but I've realized that its okay for me to fall off your pedestal every now and then.

My most prized possessions are my children...yes, they are mine

My husband is my best friend...unless I'm not happy with him. Then he is just an annoying roommate.

I'm not really good at anything in particular. I'm just good at faking it.

My current food obsession are coco puffs. I'm crazy for them. No really, I salivate like Pavlov's dogs at the mere mention

I am a teacher. I suck at spelling

God is my favorite topic of discussion and I will never understand why someone chooses NOT to believe in him.

Oreos are a weakness of mine.

My favorite animal is a manatee. I don't know why.

I like to read. Unless you insist that I read something. Then I will probably not read it until I forgot why I have it.

If I could vacation anywhere in the world, I would go to EGYPT on a Mediterranean cruise.

I've always wanted 4 kids. I still do. I still might.

If I'm ever shot. I'll live through it. I just know it!

I'm slightly addicted to Facebook. But I'm working on it.

I enjoy gardening. It might be my favorite pastime.

I could never live in any state other than California. It's too awesome here. Oh, and I actually like Stockton. It is everything I ever want/need in a home city.

I'm a pretty selfish person. But I'm willing to do anything for just about anybody.

I want to be a millionaire so freaking bad. And if I had a million dollars, I'd probably start an orphanage in India...after I pay off my house of course.

I wake up tired every morning and swear to myself that I will go to bed early that night. And then, at 11:30, I tiredly rub my eyes and curse myself for staying up so late...again.

I procrastinate...at EVERYTHING

I don't drink coffee...or at least I didn't until about a week ago. Curse you Starbucks Carmel mocha

I love to cook...especially when there's "no food in the house."

I'm actually a VERY difficult person to live with. So I value my friends that have stuck it out with me in good times and bad. Only two friendships have made it long enough to testify to the above statement.

I am a horrible friend when it comes to remembering or thoughtfulness. I just don't think the way people think I should.

Free is my favorite number. I am cheap by nature.

I use the F bomb when I'm mad.

Kids at economic disadvantage hold my heart. Adults at economic disadvantage get little to no empathy from me.

I rarely think before I speak.

I'm pretty clumsy.

I think my cousin Jen P. is amazing. I look up to her like the big sis I never had.

My Aunt Recia is my spiritual mentor.

I miss my grandma. And catch myself talking to her sometimes.

When I was little I wanted to be a missionary when I grew up. I still do. Sometimes I feel like I am.

If my husband dies, and I go missing. Look for me at Kirby Cove. That will be my first stop on my grieving trip cross country...

Dillion's beach holds my favorite childhood memories. That's why my son's middle name is Dillon.

My bucket list is forever growing....

I don't watch the news. I'm never up on current affairs. I choose ignorance on purpose.

I secretly experience anxiety with every school fire drill I experience. I keep a metal bat at my classroom door for the same reason that causes my anxiety.

Exorcisms fascinate me. I've only witnessed one in real life.