This randomly came to my mind while driving, but what is most important for people to know about you? If you had 5 minutes with someone, what would you want them to know about you?
-i am a christian, but not one that likes to talk about faith and God much, it's more of a private thing for me.
-i am a vegetarian and happy about that, it makes me different.
-i hate the bar scene and all it has to offer (or lack there of). the loudness, the alcohol, the trashiness of it, blah blah blah.
-i am a dog lover. i would love to open a rescue shelter on a large farm.
-my dream job would be a labor and delivery nurse. there is nothing more amazing the process of a new life being brought into the world! :)
-on that same note, i can't wait to be pregnant, but i also have to be married first.
-i'm a hopeless romantic.
-my sister and brother are adopted and their lives have impacted me more than anything else in life.
-i'm a rule follower.
-i'm honest and wear my heart on my sleeve...i can't lie.
Those are the big things...i'm pretty happy with the person i am. :)
Monday, May 23, 2011
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
F life sometimes
Life can be so fun and awarding sometimes and the next day it can be a big fucking bitch! The past 2 days have been that for me.
I was not asked to coach summer softball, and instead 2 dads are going to be doing it which pisses me off so much I can't even explain. I just want to cry thinking about it...and I have. But I don't want to. It hurts that it happened and I don't understand why, but at the same time I can't talk to them about it, it's so raw and painful.
My poor doggy is sick...again. I just wish we could find some answers to it. I don't like seeing her like this.
A simple text from a certain someone earlier in the day just asking how I was doing after last night would have helped a great deal as well. But it is what it is...
I was not asked to coach summer softball, and instead 2 dads are going to be doing it which pisses me off so much I can't even explain. I just want to cry thinking about it...and I have. But I don't want to. It hurts that it happened and I don't understand why, but at the same time I can't talk to them about it, it's so raw and painful.
My poor doggy is sick...again. I just wish we could find some answers to it. I don't like seeing her like this.
A simple text from a certain someone earlier in the day just asking how I was doing after last night would have helped a great deal as well. But it is what it is...
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