7 Things About Me – U May Not Know!

There was a time when I was a great good somewhat okay blogger. ๐Ÿ˜‰ I would respond to people with a quickness, I would post daily and I always was witty, okay maybe not always. I have obviously fallen off the wagon.

I was tagged by Jessie of Blog Schmog with the 7 things that you may not know about me and I told her like a week ago that I would do it, and yep, I am just now doing it.

Before, I start, I need to inject some cuteness….

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I will now reveal in no particular order, my 7 things:

1) I don’t believe in pre-nuptial agreements but I told hubby prior to marriage, that I don’t iron. He has respected that and my mom irons his shirts.

2) I don’t have 1 favorite color.

3) I don’t believe that there is anything that I can’t do – this can and has gotten me into trouble.

4) I used to live for high-fashion now I am most comfortable in jeans and t-shirts and truly appreciate those things that are handcrafted and mostly one-of-a-kind (like moi!).

5) I was a spoiled brat growing up and I desperately don’t want my kids to be like me.

6) I spend way more time *marketing* than *making* when it comes to my Etsy shop.

7) I am learning to appreciate the simple things in life.

I know most of you are shaking in your boots right now, wondering if you will be tagged. ๐Ÿ™‚

I am going to tag some of the great people that I have met via Twitter, they may play, they may not.

1. Josie from Josie in the City
2. Beki from Pampering Beki
3. Dorana from Dorana

Thanks Jessie and sorry it took me so long!


4 thoughts on “7 Things About Me – U May Not Know!”

  1. Love the cuteness! Nice list – and great of your mom to iron your husbands shirts. I don’t do ironing either. ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. Cute and Thanks, hope you had fun ๐Ÿ™‚ I am never prompt these days either so NO BIG!!

  3. Thanks for sharing your list. I need to get back to enjoying the simple pleasures in my life. I noticed one day that while my little girl was hugging me, I was still reading my email, instead of just being in the moment and absorbing all the love that was being given to me. That was a wake up call.

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