Black Sheep

You ever feel like the black sheep? You know the square peg that's supposed to fit in the round hole? That's me, I think.

Let's not even go into that Baptist box I so do not fit into. I can't even begin to express the feelings I have about that here. We could start by saying that I just do not believe that Jesus Christ, who turned the water into wine, has an issue with me having a glass at dinner.

I don't feel compelled to force my children into reaching their AR goals. I do not believe that homework helps them learn anything. I am convinced that video games aren't hurting them. And the word butt? We use it regularly.

I don't feel the same as alot of moms today. I don't think my children's lives will be enhanced by sleeping in my bed . I do believe their lives will be enhanced by knowing (and learning to respect) that I share my bed with their father.

I have $12 dollars in my purse right now. Not a cent of that is inside my wallet.

I don't eat beans. At all. Ever. Amen.

No. Not any kind of beans- be they lima or green or ranch style or refried. I don't want them, thank you very much.

I gave up Diet Coke because it's bad for you. Now, I drink Dr. Pepper.

I have a bizarre fascination with polygamy. I cannot seem to wrap my brain around the women who embrace this concept. I do realize that many women are forced into this way of life and are not given a choice. My fascination is with the ones who choose it. I have a few really great friends who I love like sisters. They sleep with my husband and that's over. You know what I mean?

I have a compulsion to both save and spend money. All depends on how much Estrogen is flowing through the bloodstream at that particular time.

I love pretty shoes yet about 98% of the time I wear $2 flip-flops from Old Navy.

Walgreens is kind-of like my own personal cocaine.

I hate attending sporting events. Even when they involve my children.


I once tried to get my husband to pass me off as his mistress at a company Christmas party. He wouldn't do it. I thought it would have been hilarious.

Even though I love writing my blog, it's often the very last thing on my "to do" list.

I have several cabinets filled with scrapbooking supplies. I don't scrapbook. Well, sometimes I do but only digitally. On the computer. Where you have no need for scrapbook supplies.

I hope my husband doesn't read that.

I bought myself cereal to eat for breakfast because it's healthy. This morning I had a small bottle of Coke and 100 calorie pack of cookies for breakfast. Because I don't like cereal. Once on vacation we had to eat cereal everyday in the hotel room. We had milk kept "cold" in a cooler. It wasn't cold anymore after the 2nd day. I've never liked cereal again.

I also have a strong aversion to eating any kind of food in a hotel room. Ever watch Dateline?

Also on a vacation we had the same kind of sandwiches for 7 days straight, stopping at rest stops to "picnic". Guess whose kids get Mc Donald's 3 times a day on vacation if they want?

Now when my family picnics we take "real" food. I have been known to go a bit overboard. But I am sure you would have never guessed that about me.