Three great friends of mine suggested we blog about things we'd hate to admit. For some reason this has been tough for me... I don't know if it's because I have too many to narrow it down or what. I know it's not because I'd be too embarassed by the thought of sharing personal/possibly embarassing things, because if you know me - I'm pretty open. Well, I guess I better try before the day's over...here goes:
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"I HATE TO ADMIT..."
*I used to run around with my shirt off until I was about 8 years old and my mom MADE me put one on. I just wanted to be one of the guys.
*I used to sport a bi-level haircut (a female version of a mullet) in 8th grade.
*I always needed to have a boyfriend, so I'd rotate between three boys in high school.
*I need people to like me -- therefore I have a HARD time telling people "No."
*I wondered where the sound of a BB gun came from, so I put my thumb under the..I think it's called the hammer of the gun and pulled the trigger. Shattered my thumbnail. What was I thinking?!
*I think I have the cutest boys and want everyone to agree with me.
*I always wanted to be a mother of boys, but I sometimes get sad about the idea of never having a daughter.
*That it's REALLY hard for me to not be in good physical shape. I want to be able to do everything I used to be able to do and be good at it.
*I used to have a tail in high school. For those of you who don't know what this is, it's when you have a small section of hair in the back or on the side that's longer than the rest and you sometimes braid it. I had to hide it from my mom, so I'd tuck it behind my ear.
*I was VERY rebellious growing up...that's as much as I'm admitting there.
*I have a hard time cutting my boys curls.
*I can't handle bloody situations very well.
*That I still kiss my boys on the lips (except for Kyle - he won't let me anymore).
*That I know there's more fun and entertaining things that I'd "hate to admit" to but I'm getting older and my brain isn't working like it used to.












