I like…

It’s all about me! Why? Because I am the scepter-holder of this blog and I will it to be so… besides that, since when does one’s world not revolve around oneself? AND it’s my birthday month. *Nee-ner*

I like October.

I like that my birthday is this month.

I like a birthday MONTH as opposed to a DAY. I got to go dancing earlier this month as a birthday “warm-up” and will be escaping for a few days to be creative and hang out with my girlfriends this very weekend! Why am I embarrassed to admit I am a scrapbooker? At least I don’t wear puffy paint or wear my hair in buns, not that there is anything wrong with that….

I like the fall and putting up my fall decorations. I like vanilla and cinnamon-scented candles… especially the Woodwick kind. Mmmm.

I like eggnog lattes, and eggnog is back… and quite possibly a couple extra pounds. It’s worth it.

I like comments. I know you’re reading… why are you hiding? You know who you are…

I like love… Crap. I was trying to remember how to code a strike-through and forgot what I like love.

I don’t like that my brain is ill-functioning.

I like bun warmers. Specifically, the seat warmers in my new van and bun toaster shorts. OK, so I haven’t actually tried the bun toaster shorts, but I like the idea of them because I tend to have perpetually cold buns. Is that too personal?

I like the size 6 jeans and size 4 skirt I bought for my cold butt yesterday.

I don’t like that I think a size 6 at the Gap is still really a 10, and in the skirt – a 4 is really a 10. Actually, maybe I do like it… maybe I like it a lot.

Ummm, have I mentioned I like to dance? Right now, I am longing to jump back in to the Lindy-Hop. Prolly not gonna happen, but every time I turn on the Brian Setzer Orchestra or Big Six, man… my fever rises and my feet just wanna jump and jive.

I like my kids. I like my kids. I like my kids. I like my kids…. really, I like my kids…….

I love my kids.

I like Tavin Dillard.

I like to write. I sleep better when I’ve emptied my brain – either onto paper or typed it out. I feel like I’ve purged the good and the bad to make room in my head for the issues waiting to be let in. What a treasure trove of angst, confusion, love, joy and plain old silliness.

So… I’m curious… in celebration of my birthday, what do you like? Leave a comment or send me a link to your own post – about you… You don’t need to write what you like about me… it can be about you

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