Me and the Archie Boys

Ok so weeks ago my cousin Emily tagged me, and than a couple of days ago my friend Alice tagged me, and now I find myself unable to sleep, so I thought hey, I'll respond to those tags.

First the rules.
1. List six quirks, habits, or unknown things about yourself.
2.Tag three other people
3. Let those three people know on their blog that they have been tagged.

I think there were some other rules, but I don't remember them

1. I LOVE cheerios. All kinds, frosted, apples cinnamon, plain, honey nut. I literally have to have a bowl of cheerios every day. I am working hard to instill this love for cheerios in my children, but so far they are too involved with their fruit loops to pay much attention.

2. It is very hard for me to be organized, I have to really work at it, and being on time is one of those near impossible tasks for me that gets harder with each kid. . . oh wait most of you already know that about me!

3. I love being a girl. I love wearing dresses and skirts, I love putting on make-up and doing my hair, I love the color pink, wearing jewelry and I even love wearing high heels.

4. I view the whole world as my canvas waiting for me to make it cute, beautiful or darling. My yard, my house, my children. Honestly sometimes I want to walk up to complete strangers and say, come. . . let me decorate you.

5. I hate having an unmade bed, I know this will shock my mother, but the first thing I do every morning is make my bed, and as soon as my kids are up, I make theirs. The rest of the house can be in chaos, but the beds must be made.

6. This one may be disturbing to some of you, but it's been on my mind, so here it is. I worry that people think that I have an eating disorder. This is probably based on the fact that I have had some very mean and hurtful things said to me, and behind my back about my weight. There have been times when I have almost peed my pants when I am out to dinner with friends because I am worried that if I go to the bathroom people will think that I'm headed off to puke my guts out. I have stuffed myself to the point that I am sick to prove that I really do eat. So there you have it, my great unknown. I don't really like being so skinny. It makes people say mean things and thirteen year olds have more curves than me!