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I don’t celebrate Lent. I wouldn’t even have known it *was* Lent if not for the internet and people around here talking about fashnachts (which I didn’t even eat any of this year, sad!) If I were going to give up anything for forty days it would be something I could already live without because I’m ornery that way — I gave up bacon a looooooong time ago and you know what? I don’t miss it, ever. So when I want to do something, I do it, but if I feel like I *have* to do it because of New Year’s Resolution or something like that, well, I just don’t.
I’m more likely to pick up a habit (let’s say writing 20 pgs a day, go me!) rather than drop one (drinking too much Coke Zero, I know, bad me!)
But I was thinking about confessions, so here are my top ten confessions.
1. I get a picture of Keanu Reeves emailed to me EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. And I LOVE IT. I will never unsubscribe!
2. I sing karaoke in my living room when I am home alone. Also when I’m not alone, but sometimes when I’m alone. I like to sing Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves.
3. I once allowed my son to wear the cowboy boots that were mine in 8th grade to school. He was in second grade (I think, time has a way of becoming hazy.) He wanted to wear them, I have no idea why, but I was like, you go on with your bad self. And he did.
4. I did not wait “until I was married.”
5. On average, I say “fuck” about six times a day. Sometimes a lot more. Most often, not less.
6. I allow my children to watch disgusting, violent zombie movies (with my supervision.) I’ve made them promise not to become serial killers. So far, so good. *fingers crossed*
7. I have a forearm fetish– a man’s nice forearms with just the right amount of arm hair, nice wrists, sleeves rolled up…gah. I trace this DIRECTLY back to a substitute teacher I had in high school. I think his name was Mr. Wilson or Willard or Wilfred or something like that; maybe that’s just what we called him. He didn’t like us much. I think we teased him. But he had some HOT forearms.
8. I believe I once told someone I loved him when I didn’t. On the other hand, I think I didn’t tell someone I loved him when I did. So it all works out.
9. If you piss me off enough, I’ll put you in a book, and not as the hero/heroine. But you know what? Maybe if you weren’t made of evil, you wouldn’t have to worry.
10. I kissed a girl…but I’m not sure I could say I liked it.
There it is, confessions!
Got something to get off your chest? G’head!
M
February 19th, 2010 at 11:56 am · Link
I thought I was the only one who had a thing for men’s forearms!!! Yay. (laughs)
And I too once told someone I loved them when I didn’t. Immediately regretted it though. But he’d said it first and I was caught off guard and couldn’t think of anything to say but say it back.
Now, I’m much more stingy with those three words.
I will say though…I don’t think I could ever give up bacon. I thought only Catholics did the Lent thing???
February 22nd, 2010 at 9:46 am · Link
@Nancy: I dunno about Lent, I’m not Catholic any more.
February 19th, 2010 at 11:56 am · Link
I’m with you on numbers 4, 5 and 10! I’ll have to write a book now just to put somebody in it that pisses me off.
Oh and I drink way too much coffee and diet coke. I think I’ll see if I can get a picture of Gerard Butler e-mailed to me every day. Now that would be a great way to wake up!
February 22nd, 2010 at 9:45 am · Link
@Sally: mmm, Gerard Butler!
February 19th, 2010 at 4:44 pm · Link
Wow, is your soul lighter now after all that confession.
I confess I lie to my doctor about how much coffee I drink. I know it’s bad for my acid reflux.
I have pictures of Eddie Cahill in my top desk drawer so I can pull them out and drool a little.
February 22nd, 2010 at 9:45 am · Link
@Susan Gourley: I don’t even like coffee, but I drink it!
February 19th, 2010 at 9:15 pm · Link
Because
#10. Ouch
is too short (seriously, WTF?)
Number Ten: Ouch.
February 22nd, 2010 at 9:43 am · Link
@Natalie J. Damschroder: HAHA, you know what? I kissed more than one girl! I wasn’t even thinking of the one you’re talking about, I was thinking of the first one.
February 22nd, 2010 at 9:41 am · Link
I’m with you on #2 ‘cept I sing Love Shack, and #4 and #5. I use to drink too much coffee but have abandoned it for Mint Tea or water. LOL
February 22nd, 2010 at 9:44 am · Link
@Adrienne: I should switch to water, it would be better.
February 22nd, 2010 at 11:49 am · Link
I don’t get how you don’t like coffee but drink it. I know a few people like this. I love it! If I make it at home I drink it hot but if I’m at a coffee shop I’ll usually drink something cold or frozen. My husband teases me for being the only one to drink frozen coffee in the middle of a snow storm!
February 22nd, 2010 at 12:25 pm · Link
I’m one of those too, Sally. Not a fan of coffee but drink it for the caffeine. A necessary evil in our chosen profession.
February 23rd, 2010 at 10:52 am · Link
Oh, phew, M, but….wait, WHAT?
February 23rd, 2010 at 6:23 pm · Link
#7 – YES. I pretty much say I just have a hand/wrist/forearm/shoulder fetish, but you’ve really hit the nail on the head with this one.
February 25th, 2010 at 9:21 am · Link
@Hedda:
Glad you understand.
February 28th, 2010 at 8:46 am · Link
My new life’s ambition is to be evil enough to rate being put in someone’s book!
March 2nd, 2010 at 11:50 am · Link
@Marci: so long as you’re evil to someone else, go for it.