So, I've been tagged.....

I am: A "Yes-(wo)Man".
I think: I just ate too much.
I know: You should never ever start your day with a glass of metamucil and an orange! Never ever do that-bad things happen!!
I want: Children to have mute buttons, a Diet Coke and the Second Coming to be here-not in that order.
I dislike: Cold sores, politics and Rosie O'Donnell-she's freakin' nuts!!
I miss: Carefree days, Mexico and/or the beach, John Candy and Chris Farley, my Florida brothers and their families, my Grandpa, Ruth and Nathan and family, college friends.
I fear: Democrats(hehe), war, earwigs in peaches, earwigs in general, how many spiders I digest in my sleep in a year, someone hurting my kids, what I would do to that someone, heights, taxes, sometimes I think Samara is going to crawl into my house at night and whisper in my ear "7 days"...that chick freaked me out(see, "The Ring")!! Disappointing people.
I feel: A little wired and bloated(see "I think"), giddy because my house is quiet!
I hear: A football game, Miley Cyrus.
I smell: Popcorn
I crave: Meat, chocolate, Diet Coke
I cry: Rarely anymore, I think I'm dead inside.
I usually: Think about food.
I search: My house for sippy cups and library books.
I wonder: If my kids will want to be my friend when they grow up.
I regret: Yelling at my kids, eating too much, 1 or 2 choices in my past.....my deep dark scary past.....whooooo
I love: ElRey and my girls, my awesome friends and family, backrubs, sleeping in, funny things.
I care: about people, my family, what is happening in our country, when Jesus will come and make it all better then I won't have to worry about any my daughters going out with a guy named C.J. who has a goatee and an earring and nobody really knows where he lives and he looks way to old to be in high school, drives a motorcycle and my daughter thinks he is just so sensative and misunderstood....I can't breathe.....hang on.....
I always: Check my bank account first thing in the morning.
I worry: Non-stop about anything.
I am not: High maintenance.
I remember: Being in love with Michael Jackson.
I believe: God knows me better than I know myself.
I dance: Whenever I feel the urge.
I sing: But my kids ask me not to.
I don't always: Clean my house.
I argue: With myself.
I write: Because I like it.
I win: For having the cutest girls!
I lose: My dignity and self-respect whenever I give birth and I have to have 2 people holding up my legs and so many people involved with my who-hah.
I wish: I lived by the beach.
I listen: To everything around me.
I don't understand: Global warming and politicans.
I can usually be found: On the phone or at Maverick or both.
I am scared: That I'm not doing enough and that I have a tumor somewhere inside me that I don't know about...I watch way too many medical dramas!
I need: Therapy
I forget: To do my "To Do" every day.
I am happy: With my life.
I tag: Whoever wants to do this or is looking for something to post.