I am, I think, I know...with humor

Because we all need to laugh and be a little bit petty at times :)

I am:desperately craving a big fat frosted cookie. Like intensely.

I think: that I would love to have the hair that the Kardashian sisters have.

I know: that I am seriously out of shape

I want: the newest season of Celebrity Apprentice to start, because there is nothing more enjoyable than watching my favorite trainwreck, Gary Busey, on television.

I have: no will power when it comes to frosting.

I dislike: when I miss an episode of anything Kardashian related, because frankly, it's the only thing I watch

I miss: Tom Brokaw being on NBC nightly news. I have a crush on him.

I fear: every day I fear that my pants will be too tight. Often they are.

I feel: like a freak for getting my second ever cold sore eight days ago. It was the size of Mount Saint Helens. 

I hear: bickering kids and SpongeBob...and now crying and yelling. Awesome.

I smell: nothing because the sounds are drowning out all my other senses.

I crave: vacations, money, frosting, bacon, tacos, a nicer body, a bigger bust, quiet, and money

I search: for my sanity. Where the hell did it go?

I wonder: Why Corey Hart wore his Sunglasses at Night. Seriously why?

I regret: That I didn't go to Prince when he came here in 1999.

I love: arguing with my kids because it's so gratifying. Wait...

I care: about celebrity news. A lot. Judge all you want.

I am always: wondering why people post some of the stuff they do on FB.

I worry:  all.the.time. It's a gift.

I remember: clearly the  morning that I woke up with Bell's Paulsy. Seriously what 14 year old gets that?!?!?!

I sing: Not as well as Celine Dion

I argue: Not well.

I write:less than I type

I lose: everything bc I'm not organized enough

I wish: I appreciated when I could eat whatever I wanted when I could. That's not the case anymore.

I listen: to a song and am instantly transported back in time. Normally I correctly guess the year too, because I'm so gifted.

I don't understand: why we still have a dog who pees and poops in our house and has recently ruined our leather couch.

I can usually be found: taking a nap on the weekend if at all possible.

I am scared: running out of coffee, my reflection in the morning, and many other things.

I need: more shoes, a new wardrobe, a stylist, a maid, a life coach, and a personal chef. Basically I need to be Oprah.

I forget: how great 1980s television was. Shows today suck frankly,

I am happy: for heat in the dead of winter.

Care to join me?  Copy and paste if you'd like and let me know- I'd love to come read yours!