Still Figuring It All Out

I still can’t understand all the fuss over The Beatles.
Sometimes I make lists with the intention of ignoring the list and everything on it.
I love my chin. It’s just like my dad’s.
I’m starting to fear growing old.
I don’t want my parents to grow old.
In 15 years of vegetarianism, the only meat I’ve ever craved is a hot dog.
My husband is more than I think I deserve.
The State Fair is one of the greatest places on earth.
I could fill hours just watching people (see above).
If I could, I would be a performer. I would belt out song after heartfelt song in front of millions.
Everyone thinks I love Janis Joplin but I really just love one song.
I’m scared of the dark.
Okay, I’m terrified of the dark.
Green olives and Dr. Pepper is one of the culinary world’s best kept secrets.
Dancing is one of my very favorite things.
I love to sing along with the Dixie Chicks “I’m Not Ready to Make Nice.”
Sometimes I don’t feel like making nice.
I know I’m my own harshest critic.
I would give my life for my family. Each and every one of them.
If I could change one thing about me, it would be my indecision. Maybe.
I’m a sweaty sleeper.
Though their numbers are not great, I do have the greatest friends on earth.
It’s hard to remember sometimes, but I am blessed.