I'm tall. Which leads to - I don't like hugs. Why? Most people hug my boobs. That's me in a nut shell. Awkward. I laugh at the wrong times, speak when I shouldn't, and pretty much am an oversized ball of crazy. But that's what makes me good at being creative.

Very little.

Life. I need help with life. Like - do you want to be my personal assistant? I mean, the tooth fairy forgot to visit my 5 year old when she lost her first tooth. If I had help with life, that damn tooth fairy wouldn't have forgotten that!

"TYA" from, my father. TYA stands for "Tear Your Ass" which means you better get up off your sit and get to it! Nothing is guaranteed in life, you have to earn it.

My mother. She raised 4 girls, worked full time, and went to night school for 8 years to become a teacher. All so she could give us a better life. And she is a damn fine teacher.

I get myself, my 5 year old daughter, and 2 year old daughter up, dressed, fed, and out the door every morning - reasonably on time. I dare you to say this isn't a super power.

Lawn Service. Go mow an acre with a push mower and tell me there isn't something magical there. Or delirious. Depends on perspective.

Colors and peoples faces. I can tell you what color shirt I wore on the first day of 8th grade. If you must know, it was a nasty yellow baby doll shirt that I SHOULD NOT have been allowed to wear.

How to change your own freakin tire. It takes one wrench, one jack - all of which are already supplied to you in your own vehicle - and 2 hands.


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