When I run, I look like poultry.

I considered a pre-engineering major for about two semesters in college and it all came to a grinding halt because of a nazi calculus prof that scared the shit out of me. I can’t even remember his name. More than a little regret about giving up on that path.

I was built for birthin’ babies. Have done it four times totally naturally, with no drugs.

Nursed my four babies for an average of 15 months each. Even my oldest, who was born when I was 17. That’s right, I was your basic bad-ass lactating Catholic high school honor student.

I work with people who believe that the reason our country is in economic crisis is that we are being punished for the acceptance of gay people. (Sure, and it has nothing to do with greed…)

Sometimes it’s a little lonely and it takes a lot of energy to be the token bleeding heart liberal on staff, but I accept the mission. Hurray for developing diplomatic communication skills!

I want to be a rock star.

I’m about the least organized person I know. And I wish I could change that about myself.

I lead a praise & worship group at my church, and I am stretching my musical skills and learning how to pray in new ways and I love it.

On my daughter’s 13th birthday, I took her to the Mall of America with one of her girlfriends. We were stopped by a mall cop because “we needed to be accompanied by at least one person 16 or older.” I was 30.

I get a little teary when a marching band goes by in a parade. I went to a lame high school with a hobbled excuse for a music program, and I’m so glad that my kids get to be a part of a great band program at Dassel-Cokato! (And that they WANT to be! Band geeks unite!)

I was an art major but I am intimidated by conversations about art because I’m afraid that I should remember or know more about art than I do.

I also majored in communications and it’s my goal to actually do something with that part of my degree in the company I work for. And I’m making steps to make that happen.

I have a hand-sized tattoo of a tree on my lower back. The day after I got it, I nearly puked because it didn’t turn out quite the way I wanted. I’ve learned to appreciate it the way it is, but would do it differently if I could.

The main reason I don’t bring my kids grocery shopping is so that I get to sing explicit lyrics loudly in the car by myself on the way there and back.

When I have a good book going, I neglect my family. Seriously. I have to limit the number of novels I read.

I am just as God made me.

My husband and I are home improvement junkies.  Always looking for a fix.   I have an enormous amount of respect for houses and how they function and become a member of the family.

I have stuff to say about life.  About parenting.  God.  Marriage.  School lunch.