My Confessions, #2
-I speak to the inanimate objects in my home as if they are people sharing the apartment with me. You should hear the way I speak to my bed when I’m about to climb in. It would embarrass you.
-I have the Fraggle Rock theme song on my Ipod.
-I walk past this every morning on my way to work. It never fails to creep me out.
-I’m extraordinarily bad with numbers. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve given someone a completely wrong number when they ask for my digits, because I often can’t remember them (in fairness, how often do I call myself?). The only phone numbers I know by heart are the landline numbers of my childhood friends’ parents.
-I want a really fancy handbag for Chrismakkuh this year. This isn’t so much a confession as it is a hint to one of my regular readers.
-I got a fork stuck on my lip while eating lunch in my elementary school cafeteria. It was during the “silent” period, so the only sounds you could hear were my panicked grunts and my best friend Rachel motioning for the vice principal to come over and pry it off. I still inspect every fork I use to make sure the prongs aren’t bent.
-There are at least 3 pairs of underwear in my drawer that I’ve owned since college. They’re actually still in pretty good shape.
-I grind my teeth at night and wear a protective retainer. In the morning, my jaw hurts. This isn’t good.
-The only time I really eat fruit is in pie or a fancy salad (but NOT fruit salad–blech). Just doesn’t do it for me.
-I have never seen Gone with the Wind, Singin’ in the Rain, All About Eve, Vertigo and other at least 100 other classic films…yet Vin and I have watched several seasons of the Road Rules Challenge. This seems so wrong.
-One of my favorite simple meals is to buy a whole organic chicken and boil it. Then I make a pot of white rice using the chicken broth, and serve the chicken shredded on top. I learned this recipe in college while visiting a friends’ hometown. Her mother was cooking this dish for her two pedigree dogs as she prepped them for Westminster. I figure if it’s good enough for fancy dog show dogs, it’s good enough for me.
Anybody want to share a confession? Feel free. Take a load off.