I'm going to make DD a deal in 14 years. DH and I will pay for her undergrad IF she keeps 4 promises. 1: No drugs 2: Graduate before getting married 3: Graduate before getting pregnant 4: Maintains a 3.0 or better.

I finally told my sister's mid 30s adult boyfriend that it makes me uncomfortable how much he hugs, touches and kisses my 4yo DD and I wanted him to interact much less physically. It caused a huge argument. I felt really bad at first. But the more I think about it - the less I care. I felt it was way too much.

On the side of the Milano Double Chocolate cookie package where it says Serving Size 2 Cookies - I think that means per second. They don't advise to eat more than 2 per second.

I wonder if I'm pregnant. I feel like I'm carrying alot of the symptoms. ALOT. But I'm afraid to test. I fear a negative and fucking fear a positive. If I am, I would be about 14 weeks if so - which is the exact week into the pregnancy I found out about my DD who is now 4 1/2.

I'll know I've become someone when I can Wiki my name and have it return an article! lol

Totally rocked DH's world with my chicken enchiladas tonight. Hes so turned on now LOL

Ya'll remember skating rinks? I used to kick ass on 8 wheels!

More often than not I wish that my secondary language was my primary.

I have 198 entries in my Netflix queue.

I refuse to use different smells of shampoo and conditioner. I always go through conditioner faster, so I always seem to end up throwing away the rest of the shampoo.