I like honesty.
I don't like when I find out someone misquoted me.
I like pita chips.
I don't like that I discovered this and have been eating them constantly.
I like going places.
I don't like (read that as, hate) packing.
I like cooking.
I don't like doing dishes. (Really, does anyone like doing dishes?)
I like my children.
I don't like it when they complain about stupid stuff. (It's the truth. It's getting on my nerves.)
I like to sleep.
I don't like going to bed.
I like the really nice coffee guy that flirts with my 3 year old.
I don't like feeling old.
I like my husband.
I don't like being separated from him. (That's for anyone that wonders if we are having marital problems. And, yes, I have been asked about that.)
I like playing Tooth Fairy.
I don't like pulling teeth.
I like that my 3 yr old daughter is excited about using the potty.
I don't like a zillion bathroom trips for a few drops at a time.
I like having alone time (me time).
I don't like being lonely.
I like how much my sons' adore my neighbor's new sports car (buy me a car like that one day, please).
I don't like how the car alarm on that car goes off constantly.
I like how my oldest is taking on new activities.
I don't like how I have more taxi responsibilities. (Yes, I should have seen this coming.)
I like that Trader Joes is in another town -about 30 minutes away.
I don't like that I am going to want to go there for the Trader Joe pita chips. (tasty, oh-so-tasty)