I absolutely adore my little family. I stressed for years because I just didn't think boys liked me, and now I'm surrounded by my hubby and three little boys. Best life EVAH.
The Ohio State Buckeyes are THE BEST DAMN TEAM IN THE LAND. Stop now, because you have no arguments. As a lifelong fan AND proud alum, I've met Coach Urban Meyer, Jim Tressel, and many former players (Eddie George smelled devine), I've gotten their autographs, and I'm pretty much a w.hore for anything with the OSU logo on it. Yes--I am one of THOSE fans. :)
I am the middle of 5 kids, and I have all the baggage that comes with it (cravings for attention, fear of getting lost in the shuffle, overly critical of myself, etc.).
My husband & I met on Yahoo Personals. Best thing that ever happened to me. But I ALMOST didn't meet him because he had photos of himself at a Cincinnati Reds game, and being a hardcore Cleveland Indians fan, I just couldn't accept a love interest of THAT persuasion.
I lost my mom suddenly in June of 2012. It's been a rough ride since then. She was my rock and inspiration in ways I can never describe, and I'm still trying to live my life with a giant hole in my heart.
I have an unhealthy obsession for whatever TV show I've decided at that point is my favorite. Seriously. I can document my entire life to this point based on what show I loved. First was MacGyver, then Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman, then The X-Files (only the Mulder-included eps, though), then Farscape (STILL the best), and most recently NCIS (mostly because Michael Weatherly is just d-e-l-i-c-i-o-u-s). This drives my family & friends nuts, but I make no apologies.
My two favorite drinks at Starbucks will probably kill my husband's and my chances for successfully completing our Dave Ramsey-esque debt reduction this year: Chai Tea Latte (with one packet of honey) in the colder months and Chai Cream Frappacino in the warmer months. I swear they put crack in them.
I tend to put my foot in my mouth on a daily basis and then make a lot of apologies later. I'm blaming the Scorpio in me for that one.
I constantly waver back and forth as to whether I want to be a SAHM or continue my career. Right now, my paycheck is making that decision for me.
My bestest bud in the whole dang world is pretty kick-a$$. I'm lucky she puts up with my shtick, though I can tell sometimes she wants to grab me by the shoulders & shake away. :) I should probably let her do that on a weekly basis just to keep me in line.
I'm somewhat obsessed about keeping my house neat, if not clean. This is proving much harder now that I've got three munchkins (and one larger one) around. It's a constant battle.
I'm mourning the recent loss of my fantastic metabolism. But now each time I get on the treadmill, I fantasize about running a marathon. Keep in mind that when I have these fantasies, I'm only walking on the treadmill. Needless to say I've got a long way to go.
The Ohio State Buckeyes are THE BEST DAMN TEAM IN THE LAND. Stop now, because you have no arguments. As a lifelong fan AND proud alum, I've met Coach Urban Meyer, Jim Tressel, and many former players (Eddie George smelled devine), I've gotten their autographs, and I'm pretty much a w.hore for anything with the OSU logo on it. Yes--I am one of THOSE fans. :)
I am the middle of 5 kids, and I have all the baggage that comes with it (cravings for attention, fear of getting lost in the shuffle, overly critical of myself, etc.).
My husband & I met on Yahoo Personals. Best thing that ever happened to me. But I ALMOST didn't meet him because he had photos of himself at a Cincinnati Reds game, and being a hardcore Cleveland Indians fan, I just couldn't accept a love interest of THAT persuasion.
I lost my mom suddenly in June of 2012. It's been a rough ride since then. She was my rock and inspiration in ways I can never describe, and I'm still trying to live my life with a giant hole in my heart.
I have an unhealthy obsession for whatever TV show I've decided at that point is my favorite. Seriously. I can document my entire life to this point based on what show I loved. First was MacGyver, then Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman, then The X-Files (only the Mulder-included eps, though), then Farscape (STILL the best), and most recently NCIS (mostly because Michael Weatherly is just d-e-l-i-c-i-o-u-s). This drives my family & friends nuts, but I make no apologies.
My two favorite drinks at Starbucks will probably kill my husband's and my chances for successfully completing our Dave Ramsey-esque debt reduction this year: Chai Tea Latte (with one packet of honey) in the colder months and Chai Cream Frappacino in the warmer months. I swear they put crack in them.
I tend to put my foot in my mouth on a daily basis and then make a lot of apologies later. I'm blaming the Scorpio in me for that one.
I constantly waver back and forth as to whether I want to be a SAHM or continue my career. Right now, my paycheck is making that decision for me.
My bestest bud in the whole dang world is pretty kick-a$$. I'm lucky she puts up with my shtick, though I can tell sometimes she wants to grab me by the shoulders & shake away. :) I should probably let her do that on a weekly basis just to keep me in line.
I'm somewhat obsessed about keeping my house neat, if not clean. This is proving much harder now that I've got three munchkins (and one larger one) around. It's a constant battle.
I'm mourning the recent loss of my fantastic metabolism. But now each time I get on the treadmill, I fantasize about running a marathon. Keep in mind that when I have these fantasies, I'm only walking on the treadmill. Needless to say I've got a long way to go.
All but one of my kids' cousins live out-of-state. That makes me sad--we just don't see them enough. But thank God for blogs & Facebook, right?
I am not a cook. I wish I was, but I'm just not. Mike is light years ahead of me on that, luckily.
As a passionate hater of snow, cold, and winter in general, I live in the wrong state.
I was a pretty hardcore band geek in high school. Played the clarinet, was field commander of the marching band--you get the idea. How I long for those days sometimes.
As an (former?) editor, I find it extremely difficult not to at least mentally correct grammar and spelling mistakes while reading on the Internet. And I get really PO'd when I notice a mistake I've made. Makes me feel like a fraud.
I love all things personalized. Needless to say, Etsy & I get along quite well.
I start to freak out if I don't have a birthday present purchased or all my Christmas shopping done AT LEAST a month before the event. Along those same lines, if I get an invitation to a bridal or baby shower, I usually go out and purchase a gift that same day. I'm a bit of a planner.
