confessions

I realized today that I cannot spell the name of the state which I live in without actually spelling it out-letter by letter in my head.
M-I-S-S-I...
you get the picture.

Sometimes I really really really want to hang up on people at work.
Like-reeeeally.

I hate the grocery store.
It gets to the point where we are almost eating dog food before I will drag myself to the store to buy food.

And speaking of dogs; I have been looking at the dog slobbery mess that are my car windows for literally months now, and still have not made the effort to windex those suckers.

Sometimes I go to the bathroom just to run my hands under warm water.
I pretend its a spa for my hands, & I even used to do this in middle school.

I feel pretty cool when I look down & remember I have a tattoo. 

Sometimes I will write out a really nice, long message to someone on facebook, but erase it before I press send because its just been too long since I last spoke with them, and I'm afraid it will come across weird. 

This past Sunday I got really overwhelmed in church with the amount of people in fancy clothes, high heels, bow ties,  jackets, and perfume. I had to close my eyes and pretend I was in a church with a dirt floor in Uganda before I felt okay again.
Most days, I think that's where I wish I was.
xox