I Got Nothing...to say.
I Got Nothing...to say.
I Got Nothing...oh wait, I do have something to say. I figured that if I said that I had nothing to say it would trigger something in my brain because I always have something to say.
I will randomly say things that I love in no particular order. Why? Because I am usually pessimistic and say what I think even if it is negative. So, I am being positive today and naming my loves.
1) Ketchup or Catsup: Love it, favorite condiment ever. And, what the heck is Catsup anyway? Is that what felines say when they greet each other instead of "What's up?"
2) The Ocean: Love it. Love being by it, feeling the breeze blow off of it, but I am not too comfortable swimming in it. I just like to walk around and look at the tidal pools and animal life.
3) My husband: He is my rock, he keeps me sane, he listens to all my hairbrained ideas, he listens to me rant, and mostly because he tells me to go have some "me" time when he knows I am at my wit's end.
4) Puppies: Who doesn't love puppies? Those cute learning to walk, bologna breath cuties are irresistible.
5) My Oldest: He's creative, has a dry sense of humor, and is a handsome, freckle face like me.
6) My Girl: She's a beautiful, caring, sensitive child who will be a teenager soon. She is the best artist because she is constantly trying to perfect small aspects of her drawing.
7) My Baby Boy: He's a mama's boy and still admits it. He can be ornery and mean one moment and cuddly and kissy the next.
8) Carbohydrates: That's right. Pasta, bread, rice, potatoes, etc. I am trying to keep them on the lower side, but it is so difficult.
9) Driving Fast: I can't help it. I really wish I could just blink and I would have traveled to my destination. I just like to get places in a hurry.
10) Gardening: The idea that you can put a tiny seed into the ground and have it grow into a beautiful plant or bear fruit or blossom is just awesome.
11) Rain: the smell of fresh rain, okay, not all the time, but once in a while. Lovely.
12) Chasing my kids with bugs: It amazes me how my 2 younger children hate bugs and will run from them. I always thought that children were afraid of bugs because their mothers were. Well, not so. I have always tried to get them to hold bugs and I've told them how cute they are. Nope. They hate them. The other day, after a rain, we found a gigantic earthworm. I picked it up and chased after the two kids. They ran in the house and wouldn't come out.
That's fun. They were laughing and screaming and running. I guess another thing I love is laughing with my children!