Confessions

I have a friend named Sarah. The title of her blog is "Confessions of a 20-Something Drama Queen." She's witty and wonderful. . .though I actually don't know her well (my first confession), she's a kindred spirit that you immediately associate with and adore. Her blog inspired me to collect and reveal a series of my own confessions. . .

Confessions of a 30-nothing Diva:

1. Remember how I'm not eating beef? Well, I had a beef-eating accident at 7-Peaks last week. There was roast beef in our sandwich. The boys promised not to tell, but that bit of beef has been eating at me all week and I just can't keep it a secret anymore. After nearly 8 months without an ounce of cow, I broke my beef-eating boycott at a waterpark on astro-turf.

2. Sometimes I hate the hundreds of pillows atop my bed. . .

3. I screen my calls.

4. I screen my door.

5. On days I don't workout, I don't always wash my hair.

6. I love Sex in the City (edited). . .though that has also been boycotted for almost a year.

7. I am a semi-control freak.

8. Sometimes I lie to protect the innocent (namely myself).

9. When I cleaned my bathroom tonight, there was a complete layer of hair covering the tile floor. I think I'm balding.

10. I would really like to watch re-runs of The Love Boat, Press Your Luck, The Dukes of Hazzard, Hazel (does anyone remember that show), Scarecrow & Mrs. King, Aerowolf, Perfect Strangers, and Moonlighting.

11. I don't self medicate.

12. If someone placed a box of Hostess Old Fashioned doughnuts in front of me right now, I could down the whole box with a glass of milk.

13. I talk to myself.

14. I wish I looked more like Reese Witherspoon.

15. I like to pick the good stuff out of cold cereal. . .like the marshmallow charms out of the Lucky Charms. Of course, that's hard to do with Fiber One and Cheerios.