Why You Should Judge Me

I took this picture of my self while laying on the floor.

My forehead is boasting some nice pimples in this picture.

But I still like it.

I have a golden retriever, roll around with her, and still wear black almost every day.

I rarely use a lint brush.

My roots are like 6 inches long.

I drink Starbucks every.single.day.

I let my dog lick my face.

I have to do double takes for "your" and "you're" to figure out which one is right in a post.

I recently posted about my dead fish, and referred to his bowl as his "bowel" about 12 times.

I watch The Office reruns almost every day.

I have a mug on my desk that says "My Mom My Friend" 

I pick my split ends & sometimes want to keep the hairs with 15+ splits.

I have split ends.

My arms are much jigglier these past 6 months.

I've felt less self hate this past year, despite the statement above.

I still struggle with self hate.

I ate a scorpion and liked it.

I'm blogging while on the clock.

I do blog posts with a gazillion pictures of my dog.

I make in appropriate comments all the time.

I love, love, love Jesus.

I quite literally think my husband is the best husband in the world.

I want to read L.A. Candy by Lauren Conrad real bad.

I look up "sea creatures" and the "strangest animals in the world" quite regularly. 

I used to look up & check out books about crop circles & the Loch ness Monster.

I'm pretty much obsessed with Harry Potter.

I get obsessed with things easily.

I love change.

I have an anxiety disorder.

I live in China but complain about never traveling.

I could sleep everyday for 12+ hours if I didn't have a job.

I love running.

I stopped labeling my posts a long, long time ago.

 I really want to go to this Island, Socotra, and will probably blog about it in the near future.

I shamelessly stole this idea from one of my favorite blogs Living in Yellow. 

What can I judge love you for today?

Because really that's what all this is, right?

All those little quirks that make you "you," make life with you more interesting, 

or are just part of your story & how God is molding you.

I'd rather love those things than judge them. 

But that's just me. Go ahead and judge me for all the things above. 

Okay. okay. Please love me. ;)