a list or two or three or five...

things i like...
new friends
warm weather
cookies
things kids say (sometimes, there just are no words....you'll have to ask if you want the story....)
candles
clean rooms
fresh flowers (currently, really liking tulips. never thought i'd say that)

things i don't like...
cold weather
to-do lists (this is a lie. i actually love to-do lists. making them. completing them. crossing things off. except when they are stressful and overwhelming)
not knowing how to do something
not being able to talk to friends when i need to

books i want to read...
shantaram
the brief wondrous life of oscar wao
eat pray love
infidel
not for sale
reading lolita in tehran
mudhouse sabbath
northanger abbey

what i'd like to learn to do...
knit
grow plants
eat organically, locally, and seasonally
speak hebrew
sew

i'm looking forward to...
spring!! it'll be official march 20th!!
seeing friends and family in ga soon
wearing less layers of clothes
catching up with friends
baking bread for the first time ever in my life

you are stellar. good night.

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