June 18, 2013
I’ve confessed here and here. And I’m back with more. Mostly because I’m on an editing roll and don’t have time to bring you my other planned posts yet. ;)
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Over the last two weeks, I’ve eaten anywhere from 1-4 mini 3 Musketeer bars a day. They’re slowly taking the place of my Hershey’s obsession.
I don’t like the high-low dresses. They remind me of mullets.
I’m terrified of going to the doctor. I’d rather live with a sickness for a month than visit the doctor and have them shove uncomfortable things in my ears, up my nose, and down my throat.
I get really, really, unnaturally excited when going to IHOP. And I order a side of extra chocolate chips for my pancakes because life is short.
I don’t deal well with conflict. If something upsets me, my usual way of dealing with it is telling Andrew and having a piece of chocolate. Or pizza.
If someone is sitting at a green light, unaware of its recent change from red, I can’t even bring myself to honk because I feel rude. I need my car to have a button that signals a voice to say, “Good sir, the light has turned green.”
I have a humiliating amount of notecards, stationery, journals, and writing utensils.
Ewan McGregor’s voice gives me goosebumps. Even the same songs I’ve heard a million times.
If pizza and pancakes had no calories, I would have no problems.
I’ve already named my future children. And planned their newborn shoots.
I talk in my sleep. Or rather, speak in tongues in my sleep, as my noises don’t usually form words.
I get nervous in the drive-thru and rehearse my order ahead of time. If Andrew doesn’t know what he wants, I won’t go through until he’s decided. Sometimes he stalls on purpose to make me flustered, because apparently giving your spouse an ulcer is fun.
I get really embarrassed when Jack barks at people.
Target, Forever 21, Old Navy…all just stores to most people. Unavoidable addictions to me.
I crave Colorado from time to time just as much as I crave a Reese’s sundae from Braum’s. Well…maybe just a little less than a sundae some days… ;)
I’m not good at trying new foods. Or liking foods that normal people like.
My favorite movies aren’t chick flicks. They’re films like Jurassic Park, Jaws, and Skyfall.
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Happy Tuesday, darlings. More exciting blogs to come soon, I promise. :)
~Cait
Posted by Caitlin in Confessions, Home, Humor, Jack, Personal, Random, Summer
