So far I have eaten more cinnamon cookie crunch popcorn than I have given away.
(to my credit it isn't quite valentine's day, so I still have some deliveries to make)
I rolled my eyes about 10 thousand times at the camp meeting on Saturday. It really was that ridiculous.
Sometimes I sleep in the guest room because I don't have the energy to put my clean sheets back on my bed late at night.
I try not to have favorites at school, but it is next to impossible.
I am counting down the days until my student teacher leaves.
There are a few hymns in the hymnbook that I strongly dislike and when we sing them at church it makes me want to leave. When I am asked to play the piano for those songs it makes me want to poke my eyes out.
I vacuum and sweep daily. It's and obsession.
Often I will put a fabric softener sheet in the dryer with my workout clothes even though I know I am not supposed to.
I check my email at least once an hour. (usually there is nothing new)
Sometimes I reject phone calls because I don't feel like talking.
I've worn pink everyday since February 1st. I'm getting kind of sick of it.
I have fallen asleep 3 times this month reading my scriptures. It is only the 12th. That is not a good track record.
I use capital R in the middle of words because I like writing capital r way better than lowercase.
I haven't weighed myself for 7 months. Maybe I should, but for me it is better to just stay away from the numbers.
I put on my mascara when I'm driving. I figure it saves me about 1.6 minutes in the morning.
I hope nobody turns me into the authorities or stops checking my blog.
I feel better having confessed.
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4 comments:
Confession posts are sometimes my favorite.
Is it the sunshine hymns? I seriously can't deal with those. There are a few others too. Is that bad?
Ok, so I, too, need to comment on the hymns. I am the chorister, but I don't get to choose the songs, because the organist wants to choose songs she is comfortable with. (It was like that before I was in the ward. I now know she can play every single song, but whatever...) Anyway, she chooses the songs that NO ONE knows, so I just stand up there like a fool mouthing most of the songs...and they're always so long! It's awesome to stand up there while the entire congregation just stares at you, not singing, of course.
Um, I'm a little concerned with the whole mascara/driving thing. You could poke your eye out. Or crash and die.
Here's my confession: if you know how long it has been since I vacuumed and swept you'd probably stroke out.
Also, just because it (the phone) rings doesn't mean you have to answer it.
xo -E
Laughing right now. You must wanna die when you come over & see my floors, especially under the kitchen table where the boys eat!? By the end of the day, there's probably a meals worth of food under there, so if I miss a couple days.....mmmmm mmmm.
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