Another "borrowed" post.

I borrowed this from rude
as I have had a pretty dull week and nothing exciting to talk about.

I AM a dreamer who tends to like to believe and see the good in everybody. On more than one occassion I have been smacked in the face with the reality that not everyone is good and there are a few inconsidertae jerks out there. (Yes, Mr. pick-up driver who cut me off two weeks ago at Center School at dismissal, I'm talking about YOU. Maybe taking turns was too hard of a concept of you to grasp, but the twenty cars that went before you had no problem figuring it out but then again maybe you were too busy on your cell-phone to notice that one car from the left lane would go and then one from the right lane and yupp you guessed it...one from the left again and then the right. Do you see a pattern here?) But no, I'm not bitter nor do I hold a grudge but I do have your license plate and know where you live. J/K
I WANT my boys to grow up into men who respect and treat woman the way they should. I want to be proud that I raised boys that turn into wonderful men and terrific fathers.
I WISH I came into lots and lots of money that I could afford the little perks here and there and buy my kids the swingset with fort that they have been asking for for the last three years. I also wish that I could open my own specialty toys store as that is where my heart really is.
I MISS Building Blocks. It has been over ten years since they went out of business but it was a job that I enjoyed going to daily and loved when we would get new shipments in. Unpacking it was like Christmas morning-it was so much fun to open up something new.
I HEAR the UPS truck and wonder if it is bringing me anything good. But then again I didn't ordr anything so I seriously doubt that it is me getting anything, unless you sent me something.
I WONDER who will win Idol. Frankly as long as Elliott is gone I don't care who wins but I would probably put my money on Taylor.
I REGRET starting Owen in Kindergarten a year early. Well, it wasn't really early-but I should've pushed to hold him off a year. He is really struggling and it breaks my heart.
I AM NOT good at accepting critiscism. I try to take it graciously but it is hard to hold back tears when somebody critisizes me.
I DANCE like a ballerina when a song come son I like. I guess that comes from years of dance/gymnastics. I don't like dancing to fast songs especially with dh-I look silly doing it.
I AM NOT ALWAYS on time. I tend to procrastinate a lot which then always seems to make me late.
I MAKE WITH MY HANDS cute artsy things. I would like to consider myself arts/crafty but I know there are many more talented people out there so what I do seems minimal. I like to sew/quilt when I am in the mood. I also love designing flyers, newsletters, scrapbook pages on the computer with digital art.
I WRITE lists and forget them half the time. I try to be organized with lists but then when I go somewhere and look for the list it turns out I forgot it at home.
I CONFUSE people when I get excited about something and start talking really quick.
I NEED a COFFEE!!!!
I SHOULD probably try to get some work done as I have a huge pile of invoices here on my desk that need to be recorder. I also should call all my actresses to make sure we are all set for the murder mystery dinner on the 7th.
I START cleaning and get distracted very easily. I really need to try that timer trick where I clean a room fro 15 minutes and move on to another when the time is up. Maybe it doesn't seem as scarey if I know I am only in that room for 15 minutes and believe me, the boys' room is pretty scarey.
I FINISH this blog and TAG all you gals. (yes, Trac' this means you)
Have a happy Tuesday.