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Things that I love:
Russ, my kids, hot baths in big tubs, sexy shoes, kitchen gadgets, wrapping the kids in a warm blanket, pies, sleeping in, Christmas, having babies, cooking, fall & spring, walk in closets, church, chocolate dipped strawberries, the forth of July, watching a sleeping baby, decorating, flowers, good books, chocolate fondue, Thanksgiving, pretty music, hugs, a warm comfy bed, soup, fresh baked bread, the smell of babies, my grandma's house, Sunday dinner, prayers, cruises, certainty, double ovens, friends, birthdays, yummy smells, fireplaces, fuzzy socks, the fair, temples, bed and breakfasts, good neighbors, back rubs, family life and the list goes on and on...


Thing that I don't love:
sleeping alone, cold toilet seats, extreme weather conditions, public tantrums, Halloween, mice, horror movies, morning sickness, onions, bathing suits, ignorance, car repairs, hospitals, whining, angry music, dirty houses, phone solicitors, buyers remorse, cleaning blinds, mosquitos, the night life, credit card companies, skinny jeans & spandex, racism, taking out the trash, people who are mean to children, animals and the elderly, bad hair days, stains that won't come out, trashy reality shows, the need for money and I'm sure there would be more if I sat here long enough, but let's not dwell on that.

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  1. It is fun to get to see all your likes (well most) and dislikes. Funny how many things we have in common. I don't think I'd be able to name them as well as you did though.

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  2. This post made me laugh. We really were meant to be friends because we have so much in common!

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