I get a huge thrill when I go into a public restroom and my butt is the first one that’s sat on it since its been cleaned. I actually smile and giggle.
I love getting compliments but only in private.
I love to be loved but I have a hard time with physical affection.
I love the relationship that I have with my boys.
I love my home. It is DEFINETLY my refuge.
I love my camera but I sooooo want to upgrade next year.
I love my bed. Absolutely love it.
I love the words ‘hey u’. When said the right way by the right person…it has all the promise in the world.
I love it when someone gets my humor.
I love to give gifts when you don’t expect it.
I love cardstock.
I love paper, period. Scrapbooking, college ruled, notebooks, journals.
I love calenders. The possibilities are endless.
I love it when a man can accept that women MIGHT know a lil bit about cars, basketball and computers.
Ummmm I love lists.