Things I know I love

I know. If you've ever even met me, this is not a surprising fact, but I can't really have a blog titled "Things I know I love" and then not include it. So, I love Chipotle. I love that I can walk to Chipotle. I can also go easily when I'm in Finneytown. I can basically go daily (if I had that kind of money). And it's just good food. (and as Jenna pointed out the other night on the phone, our lives kind of revolve around meals)


I thought I'd surprise you with this one. I really have an affection for these kids. I don't know what it is. Maybe it's just the emotional sap in me that thinks it's about a lot more than football. (I'll give you the schpeal if you really want it.) So, without boring you anymore, I KNOW that I love the Bengals.



Well, this is something I know I would love. Living in a state where no one campaigns. I cannot stand another day of campaigning. I am ready to stay at the farm for the next two weeks until this whole mess is over and I no longer have to listen. The interesting part is how much these commercials sound like the campaign speeches of fourth grade where candidates would promise to get pepsi in the drinking fountains. (I'm not sure how it worked out for them in your school, but Whitaker's water fountains to this day only serve water. Lying politicians.)


My job at the wonderful innovative joyness. Not only is it fun to be around fun products all day (And the free tshirts), but I get to meet cute old men from England, a funny man from Brazil, and I may have helped Jeff Rowe. (for those of you that aren't so enthusiastic about my love #2, he used to be our #3 before baby Palmer, now he's on the practice squad. Also, Chad, Shayne, and Frostee were in the store.) Lets just say this job may have some perks.


These kids for giving me a home and much needed entertainment. While I figured it would be a quick jaunt into poorness, they were prepared for the long haul. (it may be rough on the pride, but it is heavy on the fun.)


And last but not least, for those of you still reading (congrats, thank you, way to be a real friend) my costume for costume club on monday. What better to wear to finneytown young life than a Finneytown cheerleading uniform from 5 years ago? I can't think of a single thing.


ps. i'm pretty sure if john and i ever met, we'd both know it was love.... just saying.