before and it turned into a really long post where i told some of my deepest, most awesome, humiliating secrets. so here are my confessions as of late...
i can't remember the last time that i cooked a dinner. oh wait, it was a week and a half ago. and it was pizza. way time consuming to pour a 1/2 cup of water into the already put together mixture that i bought. then put sauce, cheese, and pepperoni on top. and i may or may not have spilled half of the bottle of pizza sauce on the counter. and i may have told sean that i didn't scoop it back up and put it on the pizza. but i did. oh and for the record? i totally consider that homemade pizza.
i got some comments about how white sean and i's teeth were in the post yesterday. that is fake. our teeth are not that white. ha, in fact they looked really yellow in that picture. more yellow than normal. sean came home and said, "wow, i know for a fact that our teeth aren't that white." and i was like "well, yours aren't. i used picnik to make yours whiter." i totally used it on mine too. i mean yeah they are practically glowing in that picture, so maybe i overdid it a little. oh well, we all have our faults right? and by the way, who decided that white teeth were better than yellow anyway?
i do not shower everyday. most of you know this. sometimes i don't brush my teeth twice a day. sometimes i don't at all. but heck, sean doesn't either so who cares! i hate when he flosses. absolutely hate it. then i feel like he is being all judgey of me because i didn't floss last year and then i feel like i need to and it starts this huge contention thing in our home. so then he has to floss in secrecy. remember this post? yeah. it still bugs.
i have never bought anything from anthropology. or anthropologie. i mean anthro? i honestly don't even know how it is spelled. or what they really sell there? happiness in bottles and cute people? i also have never bought anything from urban outfitters. or wait, is it urban? sigh i dunno. i hear all this lingo and i don't even know what it is. i think the people that shop there for sure have cute stuff. but i have never bought anything from there. maybe it's an addiction that i don't want to start? but let me tell you, me and the freshmarket grocery store down the street are great friends. self check-out? heck yeah! that is what i call luxury.
and that is another thing. self check-out. best thing ever invented. now i can buy all my embarassing items without having to make eye-contact with the dude at the register who is pretending that he doesn't know i am buying tampons, laxatives, a plunger, wax, bleach for my facial hair, and $20 worth of candy.
i drink A LOT of soda. but it's diet so it's cool.
after i impulsively bought mosey... i freaked out. no one knows this. but WTF was i thinking? but i don't regret it. not one bit. although last night i slept through my alarms to take him outside to go pee... oops..
i am attracted to horrific, tragic, news stories. why?? i don't know.
i secretly wish i was a rapper. i am not like a huge fan of rap music or anything like that. but sometimes i wanna be a rapper. for the last week i have been re-playing the same 2 tupac(2pac) songs in my car. non-stop. i have known every word to "my block" for a couple of years now. i am trying to get every word down in "Changes" i am getting there. that is my goal for this summer. and i even sing it with all the cuss words in it. it's just not rap if i am like "Give the crack to the kids who the heck cares one less hungry mouth on the welfare" oh and the 3rd time i hung out with sean i rapped "my block" for him in his jeep on our way to my softball game. i don't want to say that is the reason that he fell in love with me... but i have a good feeling that it was.
anyway, those are my confessions for today. feel free to confess anything you want.
i am so glad it is friday. tonight we are going to see Iron Man 2 after our softball game. sean hasn't seen the first one. i tried to get him to watch it last night but he fell asleep. bad sign? we will see how he likes it.