I love to have people over to my house and cook for them. There's something that makes me so happy about people eating and talking and laughing around and with me - at my house. It just makes me feel so good for some reason.
If I've had a couple of drinks, copilot can convince me to sing Drunken Scotsman to a group of people and be only sort of embarrassed about it.
Getting frosting out of Lego-HP character's bodies is very difficult.
I don't know nearly enough html.
Being engaged makes some people treat you differently, no matter what.
If I write an insane drabble using movie-extra!slash canon, even though it's not harry/draco, many people will read it. ♥
Telling copilot that I've cut my hair is much easier than waiting for him to notice or see hair in the rubbish bin and ask me about it. Because, the thing is, he generally doesn't notice on his own. :))
I still do not know how to make the perfect margarita. I would like to remedy this.
I want to go to Ireland. ♣
Seeing my students on Monday morning makes me feel better for having dragged myself out of bed even though I wanted to play hooky.
If I see enough babies around, I start to really think about being a mother myself.
I don't do enough individual appreciation of my flist. I should figure out how to do that more.
Waiting to have a story posted in an anonymous fic exchange puts me on pins and needles.
I'm very independent and can take good care of myself, but sometimes? It's just nicer to have a partner when you slice your thumb really badly and don't want to have to think clearly and take good care of yourself.
It is much easier to find the motivation to exercise when it's beautiful outside.
Children learning English make the most wonderful mistakes. Like calling the Book Fair the Book Fairy because he just learned the word Fairy. I now have an image in my head of a book fairy flying around with wonderful books and giving them out to people who need them.