i are.

“Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You.”

I am always curious about what defines people. In public places I am always spocking (Spock-ing: The act otherwise known as snooping, looking, checking-out, and observing human behavior). Why is that woman wearing those green shoes? Why does than man have a porno-stache? Why is that baby crying so hard? What makes people do certain things and be what they are? Well, because I am most certainly not going to stop these strangers and ask personal questions, I can answer what I know. Here are some of the things I can confirm about who I am.


i am.

- Happy.

-  The biggest cry baby ever.
(Side note: Shane and I discussed this fact the other day. I deal with my life in tears the way others deal in anger, manipulative-ness, passiveness, or aggression. In every single friggin’ instance where I am frustrated, sad, mad, or even sometimes happy – there you will see me, in the corner, bawling like a little kid whose jumprope just got stolen on the playground. It’s embarrassing, and not just because of the emotion, but because of what it makes me LOOK like. I get major ugly cry face complete with Mount Rushmore sized lips. I am no Angelina Jolie. It is SO not hot – think more along the lines of a platypus. )

- Slightly gluttonous. Crown Burger, are you kidding me!? Knock. It. Off. with your greasy-wonderful nonsense!

- Learning to love with reckless abandon. My life. My Family. Strangers. Shaner. Unfortunately, God did not include this in my list of inherent qualities when he gave the list to the soul manufacturer in heaven. It’s cool; some have to try harder than others.

i am not.

- Weak. As my friend Abby would say, “I can do hard things too.”

- A patient driver. I want to get there and I want to get there 10 minutes ago.

- A fan of pickles, tomatoes, beans, nuts, Miley Cyrus, ignorance, and hair on any place but your head, and as I have posted before, I even prefer my man without hair on his noggin.

- Ashamed to believe in fairy tale endings (or that a life can sometimes resemble one).


P.S. Another thing I am - practically giddy that tomorrow is Friday, oh yes!