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Showing posts with label Things I've come to realize. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Things I've come to realize. Show all posts
Friday, January 8, 2010

Things I've come to realize

I borrowed today's post from Gina at Namaste By Day. Visit her and tell her that you too decided to play along.

I’ve come to realize that my job. . . is not one a lot of people want but one I surprisingly enjoy.

I’ve come to realize that when I’m driving. . . I like to talk to my sister on the phone. It feels like she isn't so far away.

I’ve come to realize that I need. . .to take myself back to the doctor if I am still coughing on Monday.

I’ve come to realize that I have lost. . .patience and can't seem to remember where I put it.

I’ve come to realize that I hate it when. . . . my feet are trapped under a blanket. I have to have them outside of the blanket even if they are frozen or I have a panic attack.

I’ve come to realize that if I’m drunk. . . I become way too talkative!

I’ve come to realize that money… isn't really all that important. Most things worthwhile don't cost that much.

I’ve come to realize that certain people. . .can rub you the wrong way no matter what.

I’ve come to realize that I’ll always. . . love to craft.

I’ve come to realize that my sibling(s). . . is way to far away from me.

I’ve come to realize that my mom... is who she is and that I need to accept that and be happy.

I’ve come to realize that my cell phone. . . unreliable. I blame AT&T for this.

I’ve come to realize that when I woke up this morning. . . I was still tired.

I’ve come to realize that last night before I went to sleep. . . I watched a Glee repeat, which must make me pretty pathetic.

I’ve come to realize that right now I am thinking. . .please let there be a 2 hour delay tomorrow.

I’ve come to realize that my dad. . . is not a needy person.

I’ve come to realize that when I get on Facebook. . . I spend way to much time there.

I’ve come to realize that today. . . . was a easy going kind of day.

I’ve come to realize that tonight. . . . I need to get more sleep.

I’ve come to realize that tomorrow. . . there will be more snow

I’ve come to realize that I really want to. . . .work on my book.

I’ve come to realize that life. . . is all about how you react.

I’ve come to realize that this weekend. . . is the start of another swim session.

I’ve come to realize that my friends. . . are abundant and true.

I’ve come to realize that this year. . . will bring about the end of my beloved show LOST.

I’ve come to realize that my husband. . . is under appreciated.

I’ve come to realize that maybe I should. . . eat less poptarts (but they are so good).

I’ve come to realize that I love. . . scrap booking, card making, writing and turtles.

I’ve come to realize that I don’t understand. . . 5th grade math.

I’ve come to realize my past. . . has already happened and that I need to move on.

I’ve come to realize that parties. . ..are over-rated.

I’ve come to realize that I’m totally terrified. . . of drowning.

I’ve come to realize that my life. . . is just as God has planned.
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I'm a 41 year old (gasp) freelance writer, school cafeteria manager, wife and mother. I have three children and one anxious and overweight beagle. I use my blog to make others laugh, to share some cool crafts, to document my lunchlady adventures and to lament about the challenges faced by us all on the journey called life. Thanks for visiting. Please leave some crack...um...I meant some comments.
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