The Waiting Room

B* got me!

I am dreading my faculty in-service meeting tonight.
I want to take a nap before I go to the meeting.
I wish I was still in Aruba!
I hate people who push their agendas onto others and do not respect the beauty of our differences.
I love my Husband and the Boy.
I miss my dad. He died in 1988.
I fear that my brother and I will never be on speaking terms. We have not spoken for two years.
I hear the Boy snoring as I type.
I wonder if I will lose the weight I want before my 20th high school reunion this November.
I regret nothing.
I am not very good at math
I dance but Husband does not. He thinks he dances like Carlton from the Fresh Prince!
I sing when I am alone because I don’t think I have a good voice, although many say I can carry a tune.
I cry a lot less than I did when I was younger.
I am not always cheerful. In fact, I can be downright moody.
I make with my hands most of the meals in my house.
I write about some crazy stuff in this blog.
I confuse lay and lie. I never remember when to use them in a sentence.
I need to start spring cleaning.
I should work out today.
I start the summer term at my college on Wednesday.
I finish books rather quickly. I am a fast reader.
I tag Shelly, Kiss My Mike, Angry Pregnant Lawyer and Adenostoma