10 things I am OCD about…C’mon and Play Along! February 26, 2008

1-I have to have my towels hanging with the opening on the right.

2-I have to say the same 3 phrases to my daughter every night when I put her to bed. “I love you, Baby Angel. You sleep good with sweet dreams. God bless you and keep you safe.”

3-I have to floss/brush my teeth every single night or I can’t go to bed. No matter how tired I am.

4-Everything MUST match. All of the time. No exceptions.

5-I have to wear a headset when I talk on the phone in the car. Otherwise I won’t talk on the phone in the car (when I’m driving).

6- I cannot stand crumbs on the counter. Or in the sink. Wipe them up or rinse them down!

7-If I’m putting on more than one ring in the morning, I have to put on my wedding ring first.

8-Although my daughter’s sippy cups have interchangeable lids, I am a freak about the right cup having the right lid. See also #4.

9-I must wipe my daughter’s nose if it’s running, or get an eye booger, or change her if her clothes are soiled. I always want her to look as cute as she is!

10-I have to unload the top rack of the dishwasher first.

There are soooooooooo many more than 10, but just thought I’d share a few. What are you OCD about? And don’t say “nothing” because you are lying.

Happy Valentine’s Day February 13, 2008

I am a sucker for anything having to do with love, hearts, romance, and mush. So Valentine’s Day is one of my favorite holidays. If nothing else, it is a reminder of how much love I am fortunate to have in my life. I’ve always been a very sentimental person. I like to save things, make memories, and now create journals, scrapbooks, and photo albums of those memories. It’s not about the cards, the flowers, the candy. It’s about reminding yourself that you are loved and that you have others to love. Happy Valentine’s Day, Everyone! Love you!

Can you say OLD???!!! February 6, 2008

So I’m at the doctor’s office today. There’s a young girl next to me checking in. The lady at the desk went to put an ‘08 sticker on her folder and she accidentally turned it around. She made a joke that it would be 1980 instead of 2008. The girl says…”I wasn’t even born back then.” I burst out into laughter and then quickly calm it, as it seems rude. But I was already ten years old by then! It just seems wrong that the 80s are now considered “history.” And this is dedicated to my niece Liss, who wasn’t even born back then, either!