I got this wonderful idea from this uplifting blog. One day I will be able to come up with my own ideas for blogging. But for now I will be a copy-cat-cutie.
Maybe I'm watching You've Got Mail for the 3rd time this week.
Maybe I want to hug complete strangers that look like they need a pick-me-up.
Maybe meeting Tom Hanks is #1 on my Bucket List.
Maybe I still get home-sick.
Maybe I think Ryan picking me makes me the luckiest girl in the world.
Maybe I want a dog so badly that I've seriously considered buying one and hiding it in our apartment.
Maybe this cold I've developed these past couple days is annoying the crap out of me.
Maybe I wish I wish I grew up in the Little House in the Prairie days.
Maybe I always feel like I'm not doing all that I should.
Maybe capturing the beauty of moments and people is why I love photography.
Maybe I love clothes.
Maybe I'm a girly girl that loves dressing up and looking hot!
Maybe I'm a tom boy that loves to get dirty.
Maybe I'm not good at school.
Maybe I regret seeing Something Borrowed yesterday instead of Water for Elephants.
Maybe I've wanted Be Delicious by DKNY perfume for 4 years.
Maybe I can't read Love You Forever all the way through without crying.
Maybe I can't wait to read books to my kids.
Maybe I would rather get a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils then a bouquet of roses.
Maybe I think my Dad and Lilac bushes are the best smells in the world.
Maybe I've been super moody these past few days.
Maybe I'm a hopeless romantic.
Maybe I love corny. Everyone needs corny.
Maybe I love rocking out to Katy Perry.
Maybe I still sing in the mirror with my curly brush dreaming to be a famous singer.
Maybe starting my photo business is harder than I thought, but will I give up? No.
Maybe my favorite part of my body is my legs. I'm so thankful for strong legs.
Maybe I wish that I could adopt all the kids in the world that need a home.
Maybe I want to adopt so badly I think about it every day.
Maybe I want to be exactly like my mom when I grow up.
Maybe I love my siblings too much.
Maybe I'm the proudest Aunt you'll ever meet.
Maybe I care/cry/laugh/love too much.
Maybe change is hard for me.
Maybe sometimes, I wish that all of us Hansen kids lived at home together again.
Maybe I have regrets.
Maybe I LOVE my curvy, HEALTHY, flawed body.
Maybe I haven't legally changed my last name to Shurtleff yet.
Maybe I think quoting Another Stakeout and The Mask is cooler than quoting Anchorman.
Maybe getting up at 5am for work still sucks big time.
Maybe sometimes I feel like a bad friend/family member/wife.
Maybe sometimes I feel like I don't help the world enough.
Maybe I'm dramatic.
Maybe I wish I was African American. Seriously, in 3rd grade I would pray to wake up looking like a member of TLC
Maybe ever since we left Moab I've wanted to go back.
Maybe I'm extremely passionate.
Maybe I'm conservative.
Maybe I love my smile.
Maybe this past year has been the hardest year.
Maybe this past year has been the best year.
Maybe I can't watch the news because it makes me cry.
Maybe I get called a hick at least once a week.
Maybe I'm obsessed with Glee and all I wanna do is sing all day.
Maybe I can't find any of the pictures I take interesting unless there is a person in it.
Maybe Ryan's laugh was the first thing I loved/noticed about him.
Maybe this sounds a little repetitive?
Maybe I'm done?
Yep I'm done.
your turn!
xoxo.
