I like shirts with ruffles.
I like ballet flats.
I like my house clean (although, it rarely is).
I like when my kids are quietly playing in their rooms.
I like when someone else cooks.
I like that I have weird dreams.
I like that I majored in the arts.
I like that I never had to have orthodontic work.
I like Crest Cinnamon toothpaste.
I like gooey, unhealthy macho nachos broiled in the oven until the edges of the chips are a little burnt.
I like vibrant, flavorful, fresh, raw foods (when I'm eating my most healthy).
I like driving fast.
I like dancing.
I like laughing at myself.
I like watching garbage (aka The Bachelor/Bachelorette, Rock of Love etc...).
I like knowing someone else will kill a spider (aka Mr. D or now, G!)
I like blowing bubbles with Hubba Bubba.
I like knowing I can belch louder than anyone but my dad after drinking Shasta Root Beer.
I like girls night.
I like roller skating.
I like that I didn't marry a sports maniac.
I like honest people.
I like my friends who like to keep in touch for real.
I like reading OPB (other people's blogs).
I like black.
I like white.
I like pink.
I like buying organic.
I like Friday.
I like you.
That is enough for today. What do you like?
2 comments:
i like this list!
i like you too!
i like diet cherry coke!
LOL! Again with the sports maniac?? Okay here are some things I like about being married to a sports maniac...(at least MY sports maniac; I don't speak for all sports manics because I DO agree that some of those guys are in fact, mentally ill)
I like that he cooks the meals for the entirety of football season, and his helping around the house increases a lot more
I like that my sister in laws come over, and we have our girl time upstairs while they yell at the TV in the man cave.
I like that my brother in laws clean up after themselves.
I like that we all watch a movie together afterword, usually a chick flick.
I like that every time I get sick of the games, it gives me a free pass to drag him to something he hates that I love because it's what's fair.
I like that we make compromises for each other so that we can both be happier individuals.
(I feel like I have to explain for my complaining this morning, I don't mind having the boys over to hang out...I just don't get the whole PRE season game thing. Pre?? Seriously?? Pre??)
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