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








































































