Sweet
lil'
Laura tagged me for this one. She has some pretty witty responses, I ain't got
nothin'.
Let's see, think, think, think. Here goes:
1. The craziest urge I have is to compete in a triathlon. Why you ask? Oh I don't know, torture seems fun. Seeing as how I keep getting pregnant it'll probably never happen. Oh yeah, and the fact that I don't get my arse off the couch might have something to do with it too.
2. I would like to own some kind of quaint something (I've put a lot of thought into it). Maybe a sweet little coffee shop, or an Irish pub, or a yarn store. Something ultra chic and way cooler than me.
3. I have a strong urge to never get pregnant again (go ahead Catholics, bash away, I can take it).
4. I wanna be a forensic detective.
5. I wanna be in the forbidden area of the Mormon church during a wedding (I think the whole church is forbidden during ceremonies to non-mormons or those who haven't reached a certain mormon level). Alright, I don't actually want to do it, but why the secrecy? Are you beheading chickens or something?
6. Recently I have had the urge to stop blogging.
7. I am realizing I am a woman with few dreams and desires...perhaps that is why I feel so empty inside.
8. And my current, most overwhelming urge is to go take a poop. jus teezin (as Ham would say). I am off to the soccer fields. Oh and for those who asked, we lost our first game. I think the score was a bazillion to zero—thanks for bringing it up!