i can't read books on a regular basis. especially if it's a series.
i get way too sucked in.
like i don't do laundry or quilt & we eat SUPER easy meals.
it's bad. real bad.
i don't own an ironing board.
i always intend to buy one, but i just don't.
sometimes harry potter hangs out with my toddlers while i quilt.
they can probably quote the first two movies in their entirety.
harry potter is like family in the griffithdor house.
i live in comfy clothes.
i get dressed in "real clothes" long enough to leave the house, but as soon as i'm back home, bring on my comfy digs.
BUT if i had my way, i wish we all still dressed like it was the ol' days...
corsets, cross cut bias dresses & heels for the gals.
adorable wool caps with trousers & suspenders for the fellas.
i'm the go to person for people who can't remember movie actors names.
most of the time i can tell you the name of an actor within .2 seconds.
my hubby teases me that i know all the extra's, key grips AND their cousins.
i procrastinate. badly.
i even get really mad at myself about it, yet i still do it.
what's wrong with me?!?!
in the past day & a half i've eaten almost a whole damn box of fudge rounds.
which is really weird because i'm SO the oatmeal creme pie kind of girl.
i went and saw water for elephants last weekish & can't stop thinking about it.
is this because of robert pattinson?!?!
i wanna say no, but is that the whole truth, nothing but the truth, so help me god?!?!
i have a favorite cuss word. one that i just love, but i can't say it.
it's kinda like pringles. once you pop, you can't stop.
so enlight of that, i say kid friendly fake cuss words.
my kids think it's hilarious.
say it with me: "what the flagnog?!?!"
i'm SUPER ocd.
for instance when i go to the movie theatre i literally count the seats.
i have to make sure i sit in the exact middle of the row PLUS it has to be half way up.
and that's just ONE example of my ocdness.
instead of cleaning out my fridge like a good girl, i was a slacker.
of course there was that one bowl of god knows what on the bottom shelf all the way in the back.
i threw the whole doggone bowl in the trash because i didn't want to empty & wash it.
who does that?!?!
maybe i should say a few novenas or something.