I found this at Aspire and thought it was such a good idea:
I AM…. delightfully awesome.
I WANT…. my husband to grow a handlebar mustache. I really don't think it's too much to ask, but he continues to refuse.
I HAVE…. an amazing job. Seriously, I get to work full-time reaching college students for Jesus and helping them grow in their faith. Who wouldn't want that?!?
I KEEP…. hoping that pale will make a comeback from Victorian English times and be cool again.
I WISH I COULD…. remember the Spanish I took in high school and college. I would be so much sexier as a spanish speaker.
I HATE…. the Duke Blue Devils and especially Christian Laettner. This is actually a requirement to become a citizen of the wonderful state of Kentucky. I guess you could say it's in our blood. If you like either of these things/people, I'm not sure we can be friends.
I FEAR…. failure and rejection.
I HEAR…. Jason Mraz Pandora station and I melt. It's a fav lately.
I DON'T THINK…. I can take it if the weather bipolars back to winter temperatures again. I'm ready for spring to be here and to stay!
I REGRET…. missing opportunities to tell some people close to me about Jesus. I wasted so much time with some wonderful people God put in my life. It's hard not to carry that around, you know?
I LOVE…. glazed donuts. Mmmmhhhmmm, goodness ya'll. My friend once told me that their dream was to lay under the Krispy Kreme conveyor belt and eat as much of the glaze as possible. I'm thinking they are onto something...
I AM NOT…. a morning person. I'm actually an anti-morning person. I'm super thankful that my job is working with students who are most active at night (That's what she said)((Just kidding)).
I DANCE…. often and BADLY. I would say it's a cross between a chicken's peck and a child trying to doggy paddle. Not pretty, people.
I SING…. in the shower. But come on, who doesn't?
I NEVER…. go pee without peeking behind the shower curtain. If there's a killer in there, I would rather him find me with my pants up, thank you very much.
I RARELY…. cry. I just don't like it. My face gets all wet, and my skin all red and then I can't breathe right. I probably look like this:
I CRY WHEN…. Oh, awesome. Should have read ahead.
I AM NOT ALWAYS…. happy...and I'm beginning to realize that's ok.
I HATE THAT…. Marshall Erickson does not exist in real life. We would totally be best friends.
I'M CONFUSED ABOUT…. my NCAA Tournament brackets. What seeds are ripe for an upset? What's my Final Four? And don't even get me started on 8/9 seed match ups.
I NEED…. to get back in shape. It's rrrreeaalllyy bad.
I SHOULD…. Really stop writing this and go to bed