Tagged Voluntarily

Another bloggie, Ally Pike, (yes, related to Pike's Pickles, but not the same person), posted a self questionaire on her blog and tagged anyone that wanted to to do it and post it on their blog.

So I did.

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I think. . . therefore I am.

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I know. . . God loves me.

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I want. . . to buy a house.

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I have. . . a really, really awesome family.

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I wish. . . . . . well, . . that’s a conversation I have to finish having with my husband before I can post about it.

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I hate. . . walking on spilled sugar or salt in bare feet. And having my toes stepped on.

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I miss. . . Chet, Liz, and all the other members of my family that I don’t get to see much.

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I fear. . . the economy getting worse.

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I feel. . . sore from my 8 mile run yesterday.

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I love. . . my job.

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I hear. . . My dog eating, and Ben 10 on tv.

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I smell. . . not very well. My olfactory senses are not so strong.

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I search. . . for good restaurants to have lunch at with my husband.

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I wonder. . . if people like me as much as I think they do, or if they are just being nice.

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I regret . . .buying that stupid Jetta. And losing touch with good friends.

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I care. . . genuinely about every child that has ever come into my home.

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I always. . . try to share love with those around me.

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I am not. . . perfect (yet).

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I believe. . . in the gospel of Jesus Christ.

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I dance. . . in my head, all the time.

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I sing. . . to myself and along with my ipod.

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I don't always. . . remember what I’m supposed to be doing at the moment.

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I win. . . at love.

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I lose. . . at punctuality.

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I never. . . feel bad about taking time for me.

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I listen. . . to the spirit.

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I read. . . not as much as I used to- and in the bathroom.

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I am happy about. . . my life.

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Ok, I now tag YOU!