I’m having a lot of fun with the “Seven Deadly Sins” blog questionnaire (thanks to Lindsey over at like a hamster on a wheel for introducing me to it).

Today’s theme is “Sloth,” so here are seven things I neglect to do …

1. Sweep. I have uber-long hair, and it gets everywhere. It’s such a pain in the ass to sweep the bathrooms and then see long hairs everywhere five minutes later. So I am lazy about doing it.
2. Scrub the floors. Apparently I suck at floor-maintenance. But I’m a great, regular vacuum-er! Does that make things better?
3. Cut my hair. I’m horrible about making appointments, so it gets long and split-end-y. I think I’d do it more if haircuts were less expensive, but I always walk out thinking, “That was $70? Seriously?”
4. Edit home videos regularly. I love editing, but the software is on my craptop laptop, and I prefer to use Darling Husband’s fancy desktop with its shiny flat-screen monitor. So right now I have months of Baby Boy footage still to edit.
5. Take iron. I need to take it, I’m sure. But it makes me feel like crap, so I avoid it. Then I feel weak and gross all the time. Vicious cycle.
6. Bathe Baby Boy daily. I used to be better at this, I swear. But I have every excuse in the book. “He splashes so hard I’m constantly wiping down the walls.” “He gets bored after two minutes.” “It’s too hard to reach into the giant tub.” “I don’t feel like sitting in three inches of lukewarm water with him.” I just can’t seem to keep on top of this daily-bathing-the-baby thing.
7. Blog regularly (although I’m really working on improving that lately!)

Ooh, today’s assignment is going to be fun. The theme is “Wrath,” and I’m supposed to list seven things that piss me off. Hmmm …

1. Slow walkers in stores. Especially in the grocery store, when they block the aisle and I’m stuck creeping behind them, looking for an opportunity to burn past them.
2. Lateness. I hate when I’m late (although it’s rare), and I hate waiting for other people if they’re late without a good reason. Even 10 minutes is a LONG time when you have a baby in your life.
3. Old people who drive. Well, I suppose it’s just old people who drive when they are too deaf and/or blind and/or slow-reflexed
4. When my cooking sucks. I’m working on becoming a better cook, and I take the failures very hard. I hate when I’ve worked hard on a recipe and it totally flops!
5. Spelling/grammar mistakes on menus. Or signs. Or in advertisements. Or in articles. Or … anywhere! But especially menus. I will never, ever frequent a restaurant that spells it “Ceaser” salad. *shudder*
6. Bad service in restaurants. I was a waitress once upon a time, and I worked my ass off every single shift. I hate having a server who is especially lazy, slow or forgetful.
7. Procrastination. Specifically, when certain husbands promise to do a chore, and then don’t do it

I’m catching up, so here is a list of seven things I’m coveting …

1. A house! Darling Husband and I are currently trying to sell our condo, and we are dreaming of having a house of our own. I keep doodling little lists about wanting a window over the kitchen sink, and yellow flowers planted outside.
2. A daughter. My son is my world, and I wouldn’t trade him for all the leggings in Baby Gap. But I do covet a little girl to put in dresses and Mary-Janes and hair ribbons. It’s just not Baby Boy’s style.
3. A Sausage McMuffin. Just being honest. 
4. My own car. A flashy SUV would be incredible. Although car-less-ness is probably why I am thinner than I’ve been in years — I can’t drive to seek out burgers, fries, and breakfast sandwiches (see Answer #3).
5. Candace Cameron Bure’s new book, Reshaping It All. I totally love her, and think she’s an amazing wife/mother. Her book’s supposed to help you get your body in shape by thinking about food and exercise differently.
6. A dedicated craft room. I used to have half a room. Now I just have a closet for storage — and it’s actually Baby Boy’s closet. I barely craft anymore (except scrapbooking), and I miss having a space to spread out my stuff and be messy, without having it all over the kitchen table.
7. Straight hair. Little Sis got her hair professionally straightened a few months ago, and it looks FABULOUS. Best Friend has naturally straight (blonde — that would be #8) hair. I regularly covet their silky-straight hair, but am far too lazy busy to bother using my flatiron on a regular basis. If you are reading this, and you have straight hair, consider me incredibly jealous (and frizzy).

Fun! Lindsey over at like a hamster on a wheel is doing a bloggy-blog adventure called Seven Deadly Sins. Every day, for seven days, you write a post answering questions centered around one of the seven deadly sins.

I’m starting a day late, but who cares? The first day’s theme is “Pride.” You’re supposed to list seven things you like about yourself. Here goes!

1. I have an excellent memory. I remember conversations, events, everything — dating back to when I was four years old. Mom, Little Sis, and Best Friend always joke that I’m in charge of remembering everything for them, too. And Darling Husband thinks I’m nuts when I ask him questions like, “What were you like in Grade Primary? This one time, I …”
2. I’m creative. This one’s copied from my dear friend, but we are two crafty peas in a pod. The world needs more people like us, who can take a scrap of fabric or a piece of plain wood and turn it into something awesome.
3. I have good skin. I’m just being honest! I credit it to working as a cosmetologist in a drugstore back in high school. I learned the importance of sunscreen and the value of an quality moisturizer. Oh, and genetics played a role, too (thanks, Mama).
4. I’m punctual. Some would say, uh, too punctual. For example, I like to show up at movies two hours before they begin (to stake out the very best seats, and chat while eating popcorn, mmm).
5. I’m loyal. Unless somebody really, truly wrongs me, I’m a totally loyal friend. I was even loyal to Bill Clinton, back in the day, and wrote him a very sweet “I-believe-you-Mister-President-You-would-never-do-that” letter (which my mom never mailed, for fear of Secret Service inquiries).
6. I’m disciplined. I find it practically impossibly to relax or goof off if there is something important that I need to do — whether it’s writing, laundry, dishes, whatever. It just weighs on my mind, and I feel soooo much better after it’s done.
7. I’m a great nail-painter. Again, this probably dates back to my days as a drugstore cosmetician, but I really am good. I can do a nice, neat polishing, plus do polkadots, stripes, shapes, mix colours, etc. Of course, I don’t have much time to play around doing awesome pedicures anymore!