tag along

Other than being a "kissy girl" in kindergarten (yeah, that's right), I've never been much of a tag player.

{kissy girl (n.) A young lady, typically traveling in a pack, who chases boys on the playground and threatens to kiss them.}

And the same is true for blog tags. First, the idea of a tag slightly stresses me out. Second, I'm not typically tagged because most of my compadres assume I won't do them (solid assumption). But once upon last Thursday I was tagged by a dear friend, and once in a while I like to surprise myself.

So Laurel, this one's for you. Kisses!

3 JOYS

1. adam, family, and friends

2. my job

3. the future (the unknown is exciting, don't you think?)

Joyful, Joyful

Me with the No. 1 joy himself.

3 FEARS

1. not living up to my potential

2. that i won't have cute kids (this is irrational — i mean, obviously, right? :) — but it's still been an odd fear of mine.)

3. animals dressed as humans (name that TV show!)

Itsy-Bitsy Bikini

My dear friend, Mander, has a dog named Lulu. Lulu regularly dons human clothing, and even eye-shadow on occasion.

This is both completely terrifying and completely adorable.

3 GOALS

1. be a mom — eventually (hopefully to at least one red-headed child)

2. be kind — always

3. never stop writing

Red With Envy

I'll take one just like this, please.

3 RANDOM FACTS

1. i've been on more awful, wretched, maybe-i-should-stay-single dates than anyone you've ever met

2. i tend to say "woof" when i'm trying to say "wolf"

3. i once fainted at seven peaks in my swimsuit (awesome, huh?)

Ouch

See the red gash on my neck? It's from the faint of '06. Oh, and don't mind the crazy amounts of makeup. I was at a sleepover my sisters and I threw for my niece, Emma, and we did makeovers. Although, I do think smoky eyes agree with me. Don't you?