So ya’ll remember that one time right?
You know–that time when I exposed all of my {not so} perfect habits/traits.
And I said I had plenty more that I would share at a later date.
Well guess what-
that later date is today.

 I kinda love confessing the weird/not so “good” habits of mine.

I’m not really sure why?

I do think there is something great about calling yourself out on things.

It’s just kinda…fun.

And it’s like the world’s easiest topic to write about-

And on Mondays, I am all for easy.

Especially when your Sunday evening involved tearing it up at a bar listening to your favorite band.

Not that I would do that….but I can imagine if one would-they would be all for easy on Monday.

So with all that being said….I confess:

-When I was young, I thought my dad liked me. Like in the sense that he had a crush on me.
All because he wanted me to hold his hand when we crossed a street.
Basically I was a freak show.
And I’m pretty sure whenever I talk about it, it embarrasses my dad.
Sorry dad.

-I am a Homebody.
I hate those words, but I know it is true.
Gross.

-Whenever I am going to start my period {or the day that I did start} I simply don’t talk.
And if I do have to talk–it is a mumbling mess.
Talking is way overrated sometimes.
Especially on days when my ovaries hate me.

-After I got married, I had to ask my husband which one was the washer & which was the dryer.
What?
Act like you know that stuff…

-The minute I get to work I take my shoes off. And I don’t put them back on until I leave for the day.
It’s splendid.

-When my husband is sleeping on the couch, I can’t help but yell “ARE YOU STILL SLEEPING?”
He finds it annoying for some reason?
Weird.

-I am the World’s Messiest Tooth Brusher.
No, but seriously-
I was going to show you a picture..but then I took the picture and uploaded it on my computer and realized it really isn’t a cute sight to see.
-Speaking of brushing my teeth–I have had two different dental hygienists tell me that I have the most saliva they have ever seen in one mouth.
I am not sure if I should be proud or highly disgusted of this?
I am guessing I should be the second one-but for some strange reason, I’m proud.
Don’t make me mad-I’ll spit on you.
Which will result in Niagara Falls being unleashed on your face.
Ha.

-When I was young the only thing I would dress myself in was a Michael Jordan jersey.
And I had my hair cut high above my ears.
You might say that I wanted to be a boy.
I say it was awesome.

-I hardly ever wash my clothes.
What’s the point?
One of my least favorite things to do is put clothes away after they’ve been washed.
Why make myself do something I hate to do?
Battle won.

-I won “Weirdest Laugh” in my High School class.
It’s a nice mixture between endless screeches, cackles, and what may sound like a baby who can’t breathe.
If my husband would ever let me Vlog-you may just hear it.

….And guess what?
I still have like another 30 items to list.
But I will save those again for a later date.
Like one of those days after a night out.
For now-I am off to take a nap underneath my desk.
{If I work with you-this is a total joke…I would never even think of doing such a thing}
And if I don’t work with you-I am totally off to sleep under my desk.

Bye Bye Lovie Dovies =)

PS. During the writing of this post-my dog’s tail caught on fire.
I wish I was kidding…because it smells pretty darn bad.
Poor thing stuck it in a candle that is burning on my desk…
Yes, I let me dog be up on the desk while I write blog posts.
And this is why I don’t have children.
Speaking of children-I did baby-sit three different ones last week.
All three are still alive.
Winning.