Monday, November 21, 2005

The little things

With all this talk of being thankful (couldn't you tell that I am a grateful person by my last post?) I decided that I would post a list of my dislikes and likes. These are the little things that need to be celebrated or will drive one mad (at least, me) that I mentioned in my first post.

Dislikes
  • people who drive in the turning lane, while trying to merge
  • people who think that I am going too slow and have to ride my ass
  • people that I think are going too slow, so I have to ride their ass
  • people who come to a COMPLETE stop to make a right hand turn when there is no obstruction
  • PMS and it's ensuing hormone surges
  • really nasal or otherwise annoying voices
  • the stupid and too sensitive auto-flushing toilets at my work that soak your underwear if you don't sit down fast enough cause they think you are done when you haven't started
  • arguing with my hubby, cause he can turn ANYTHING around and confuse me
  • when my FIL makes rude comments about our political preferences
  • getting up in the morning
  • clothes that have to be ironed
  • the fact that to lose weight, you have to watch what you eat
  • the fact that I have no drive to watch what I eat
  • itchy wool ( I swear I am about to take this sweater off and return it to the sheep from whence it came)

Likes

  • when I have the answer before my boss asks the question
  • when my hubby comes up from behind and kisses me on the neck
  • when my shoes make my feet look small
  • Xanax
  • when my favorite song plays on the radio and I'm alone in the car, so I can belt it out as loud as I want
  • cherry coke and mr. pibb
  • mexican food and lots of it
  • romance novels
  • my hair- when it chooses to cooperate
  • office holidays- even better if they are ones no one else gets
  • office supplies
  • when I hit every green light on the way to work or wherever
  • getting personal mail
  • getting my bills paid before they are due

Okay, so nothing revelational here, but I feel better for putting it in writing. Now, I have to go get some scotch tape.

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