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I usually don't start new things on uneven dates...let alone at the end of the month. But...I am inspired today and inspiration doesn't know that it's the end of January.

It isn't very original, but I will start this new blog with a random list of things that I am excited about or passionate about or bothered by. I'll shoot for a list of 25.

1) I watch people. I learn a lot that way.
2) I love mason jars & mismatched dishes.
3) I would rather someone give me a "found" treasure (or something they've made), instead of something they've purchased at a store. (Examples of found treasures: an old rusty spoon found in the woods, and old Atlas mason jar found in the woods, an old railroad spike, wild flowers picked from the side of the road, a photo taken by the giver, or a painting painted by the giver.)
4) I've slept with married men. And, I liked it, a lot. However, I would never do it again. The people that I've hurt haunt me now...and I can never "take it back".
5) I'm bisexual...but I don't like that title. As soon as you read bisexual...you think of sex and threesomes and naughty things...and that is the opposite of what it means to me. I love who I love not because they have a penis or a vagina...but because of who they are.
6) I hate the smell of scrambled eggs cooking.
7) I overdraw my checking account weekly. Mostly this happens because I "gamble" with my money. Sometimes it turns out well, other times, not so much. One of my New Year's Resolutions is to stop doing this. I've done ok so far. (And, by gamble, I don't mean, gamble. I mean, I stretch my money farther than I should.)
8) I love Barack Obama. He inspires me to be a better person.
9) People who have dated me, never end up hating me. Most of them would date me again if the opportunity were given. I like that.
10) I feel sorry for children who's parents don't seem to have time to raise them. I mean, really, is it too much to brush your 3 year old daughters hair before you bring her in to public? And, is it so hard to teach a child to be polite? (And, yes, I do have children. And, I'm sure there have been days when I've taken my children into public with syrup in their hair and mismatched socks, but it's once in a great while. We all have those days. But...well you know what I'm talking about.)
11) I suppose I am pro-choice, although, again, I don't like the label. But, all of those people who protest abortion...and hold up signs of tiny baby body parts...they need a reality check. I feel like I should stand out there and hold up signs of children who were born to parents who now abuse them or neglect them. 12) I am cold, always.
13) I think parents who smoke with their children at their sides, should be punished. (I think smoking is silly to begin with, but I also understand it's an addiction, and it's not as easy to stop as one would hope. But I hate seeing a car filled with cigarette smoke, and a baby in a car seat in the car.)
14) I don't like stupid.
15) I often wonder why women are the way they are. Why are we so jealous and vindictive and mean? Even those of us who claim not to be, tend to be from time to time. And I don't understand it. Why can't we all "be in this together" instead of hating?
16) I'm cocky confident, but not in a mean way.
17) I'm not skinny and I'm ok with that.
18) I have always wanted to own a restuarant, even though I can never remember how to spell that word.
19) I get hives when I talk to someone I am attracted to.
20) I tend to lack the ability to filter what I say before I say it.
21) I have PMDD. For those of you who don't know, that's premenstral dysphoric disorder. It wasn't so long ago that I thought women used PMS as an excuse to be a bitch until I started paying attention to my "moods". There are days when I literally can not think, or focus. For someone who doesn't have PMS or PMDD it seems like an excuse. But for those of us who have it, it is as real as sunshine.
22) I am married but I do not believe in monogamy. I'm sure it works for some people, but I sincerely believe that some people just weren't meant to be in a monogamous relationship. I consider myself polyamourous(?). I have this fantasy of me and a bunch of wives and husbands living together and growing our own food and selling vegetables and pottery at the Farmer's Market for a living. That having been said, I also love being married. I love having a manly man for a husband. I love that I feel safe with him around. I love that the best part of my day is climbing into bed next to him with his big manly man arms wrapped around me.
23) I can never keep my shoes tied.
24) I love brand new boxes of 64 (or more) Crayola crayons.
25) I don't close my eyes in the shower.