i bet you didn't know...

there is a lot you don't know about me, like:
i hate being hated. there is nothing worse than knowing i gave someone a reason not to like me.
there are a lot of things you probably don't care to know about me, like:
i love milk. i used to drink a gallon in 2 days.

but one thing i don't think anyone knows about me is...... where i want to live when i grow up.
{not that i don't love living in trent and amy's basement, but i don't think it's a proper place to have a husband and raise my sweet babies.}
so, where do i want to live with my husband, and raise those sweet babies?

in the country of course.
i know, pick your jaw up off the ground....
i can't think of anything better than having land. lots of it.
a big wrap around porch to spend the lazy dog days of summer drinking  diet coke lemonade watching my kids play on our land. of course it will have a porch swing for me and my mr to watch the sunset, read books, take in a spontaneous summer thunder/lightening/rain storm, and to have those talks that go late into the night.
i want horses. not a full feldged farm, just horses. i've always loved horse back riding.
i want wild flowers, everywhere.
i want to walk into the grocery store and have people say, "hey! mrs._______, how's the family?"
an american flag, hanging with pride, from the rafters.
a white picket fence wouldn't be half bad either.

i know, i'm a 'city slicker' to the eye, but deep down i'm just a small city girl. whenever i've travelled to big cities i've always loved it, but i'm always am ready to come back to the slow happy pace of small salt lake city.so i guess in a perfect world i'll get my country bumpkin dream.

on second thought, what would the small town folk think of my bright lipstick, and mismatched clothes?!