I am terrible at running into people I used to know. I freeze, then babble, then wander off. They probably think I'm (literally) crazy.
My daughter has started growling. That's right - growling. If she sees a picture of a big animal (tiger, dinosaur, bear), she growls. Adorable.
It is so awesome outside that I wish I could knock down all of my walls and replace them with mosquito netting.
My husband is awful at taking care of himself - case in point, he will be undergoing a minor yet terrifying 'procedure' ON HIS HEART this week.
My dreams are so vivid that I wake up convinced that I am psychic and have just had a vision. This ALWAYS turns out to be not true. I am not even a little bit psychic.
I need a new career. If you know of something that I would be good at that doesn't require working evenings, weekends and holidays... and wouldn't BORE ME TO DEATH (:-P), please let me know.
That is all for now. More later. Maybe.
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