I'm NOT patient. Especially when it comes to waiting for answers, or food. Or when I'm putting my 8 year-old to bed.
I'm NOT young. I used to be, a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away.
I'm NOT internet savvy. I blog and comment on blogs. Get more technological and I'm lost. (Like my 'like' button for facebook. I had the wrong kind on here for a long time. I don't know what people were 'liking'. Maybe that day's post, or just facebook in general. It took me weeks to figure out how to get that facepile on there. If you want to make my day, you could move your little mouse over and click on it. Wouldn't you like to have your face on that pile?)
I'm NOT political. I vote, but I really hate presidential election years. Not because I don't like the democratic process. I just hate all the mud-slinging and the constant ads. I'll be much happier on November 7th.
I'm NOT handy. I can't fix drains or cars or appliances. I can fix jewelry, broken nails and broken hearts. Okay, not hearts, but wouldn't it be cool if I could?
I'm NOT a singer. Oh, I sing. In the car- loudly. In my room- alone. At church- very quietly. I'm a great singer- in my mind.
I'm NOT always full of good ideas. It took me hours of thinking and a long time staring at a blank page tonight and then I came up with this. Yeah. A genius I'm NOT.