Buhhhhh.I know I've been doing these a lot lately. But it's therapeutic. I swear.
At least for me.
And I LOVE reading all of your comments.
So, to be totally honest:
-Sometimes binging on chocolate for an hour feels so good that I hit some kind of euphoria and don't care how much weight I gain afterwards.
-I've literally been on the couch from 5pm until now (10:00) because I keep telling myself that I can't physically get up. I better not have to pee soon.
-Victoria's Secret commercials piss me off.
-I've been letting Jude wreak havoc around the house with washable crayons because I admire his free artistic spirit.
-When did we all start taking ourselves so gosh darn seriously? Get your panties out of a knot, you psycho.
-A few days ago Jude squatted down to poop and I ran him to the toilet and he cried the whole time.
-I have an obsession with online shopping and returning everything when it gets here.
-There's been a bagged-up newspaper in front of my door for the past 3 weeks and I'm afraid to throw it away in case it's not mine.
-I often deflect the creepy, wandering hands of my old, male patients just in the nick of time.
-I'm not entirely sure what store-bought meatballs are made of.
-Today I had my first bite of liverwurst and nearly died.
-I have some pretty sick stretch marks all over my stomach and whenever I look at them in dismay I think, "You're a tiger, dammit. You earned those stripes."
-Nearly every time I go grocery shopping, I come home and think, in triumph, "You're welcome, family. Now we won't starve."
-I'm terrified of tsunamis and even get uneasy sitting near lakes.
-When I was 11 I saved all of my baby teeth in my jewelry box. You know, for special occasions.
Ok, now be honest with me.