wil and kris (and gracie and ava)

I am: myself
I think: i am going to be exhausted by the weekend
I know: a few things, but not much
I want: to be pregnant…not today, but someday
I have: to get more stuff together for an upcoming meeting
I wish: i could have a big bowl of ice cream
I hate: folding and putting away laundry
I miss: my family
I fear: missing out on the lives of the people i care about
I feel: a little nervous
I hear: thunder, rain, violins and piano
I smell: old stacked fabrics and snickerdoodles
I crave: see’s chocolate
I search: the tv guide to see if any of my favorites are on
I wonder: if he’s thinking about me during the day as much as i think about him
I regret: not being better at calling people on the phone
I love: the life i’ve been blessed with
I ache: in my muscles from working out on monday
I care: about being considerate to the businesses i work with
I always: worry about our checking account
I am not: one to lose my temper
I believe: anytime is a good time to sit and watch a movie
I sing: even if the radio’s off and wil’s sick of hearing me
I dance: in front of the dogs
I cry: fairly easy…especially when i’m reading about someone’s dog dying
I don’t always: do the dishes in a timely manner
I fight: silently, thinking more than speaking (which is not necessarily better)
I write: only when something exciting happens that’s blogworthy
I never: worry about calories or carbs
I listen: better than i talk
I need: to be more dependent on god
I am happy: when i am at home with wil and the ‘girls’

that was cool, thanks for letting me steal that dena.