I believe it is time for another confessions post!
1. I wear flip flops year round. I have not bought a pair of closed toed shoes in YEARS!
2. ryan is on time to school (starts at 7:20a.m.) every day; we have not been late/tardy one time this year. riley is late to preschool (starts at 8:45a.m.) almost every day (explanation: we come back home, get ready, and get engrossed in things at home: my work, cartoons, toys, etc, and leave late for preschool 4 days out of 5).
3. I despise styrofoam. the touch, the feel, the noise. ick!
4. I am already planning riley's 4th birthday with is more than 3 months away, and have been scouring my favorite websites and pinterest for party favors, the most precious birthday outfit, etc! I have not, however, used these planning skills to plan what is for dinner later today.
5. if we drive thru anywhere with french fries, I cannot stop myself from eating some on the way home. sometimes, I eat out of more than one box to "distribute" the munching.
6. I organize my grocery basket as I am filling it. I put like items together on the grocery store conveyor belt. in my pantry, all the pictures on the cans must be facing forward. if someone moves them, I move them back.
7. when dropping ryan off at school in the carline (remember the 7:20a.m.?), I wear my PJ's and big sunglasses (even though it is barely light). I do brush my teeth, but I will be in trouble if I am ever needed in ryan's school for something, pulled over, or have car trouble. for some reason, that has still not stopped me. riley follows in my footsteps and wears her PJ's with bedhead as well!
8. I have way too many tv shows set to record each week on my DVR, and feel an obligation to watch them in a timely manner once they are recorded. I believe this to be the reason I am always behind on laundry. I have no immediate plans to make any changes to that.
9. I am addicted to zulily.com. It may or may not be a sickness.
10. I do not believe I have ever met a potato I did not like: mashed, smashed, broiled, baked, fried, with cheese, or any other way (see #5)! why can't I feel this way about carrots?
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