Friday Confessions

Hello to all of you across the fancy land of the internet. How are we doing this fine Friday morning? Another week has come to a close and now its time to get our confession on.

Lets do this. 

Here are my weekly confessions:

1.I talked about one of my bloggy friends like I know her in real life. Blogging has been so beneficial, and through it I have made some good friends. One of my oldest and dearest bloggy friends Denise and I go wayyyyyy back. Anywho…the other day someone was talking about how they like to sew, and I responded with "Well my friend Denise is an excellent seamstress and she can sew anything. She is really good." All that is true, Denise is super creative and great at sewing. The only problem, Denise and I have never met in person. We have emailed, blogged, Instagramed, and sent cards to one another, but we have never physically met. One day we will though. 

2. I just typed the word any who rather than anyways. I am now officially my mother. Next thing you know I will be walking on the treadmill while reading a book and listening to AM radio. 

3. I stared at the cashier at the grocery store for about 30 seconds without blinking with a look of disgust on my face. I was checking out and this cashier clearly had a combination of the ebola virus mixed in with a little bubonic plague because right before she handed me my changed, she sneezed the nastiest, most moist sneeze into her hand that held my money. When tried to hand it back to me I just started at her in disbelief. When I finally came to I said "O my Lord" and took the change. I proceeded to rush home and shower then rubbed myself down with antibacterial.

4. I was really nervous about eating Thanksgiving dinner that I only ate store bought salad, turkey, and bread. We had Thanksgiving dinner with P's family and there are a lot of food allergies. There is dairy free, grain free, gluten free, food die free, and a few other "free" allergies mixed in. In the past few years, I have put some heinous tasting food in my mouth, and those experiences have stayed with. So this year, I played it safe and stuck to what I knew would not taste like grass with the texture of sand. 

5. I lied to my sister in laws face about her food, then P sold me out.  See number #4 for background info. She made some muffins that she was really excited about and forced me to eat one. I like bananas, I eat them all the time, but I hate cooked bananas. I don't eat banana bread, bananas foster, or banana candy, it makes me sick. I took a few bites of these muffins with a very strong banana taste. I looked at her and said "Wow, those are so good, I would eat them all the time. Give me the recipe." Not 30 seconds later, P walks into the kitchen grabs on and likes them. Then looks at his sister and said "Sorry, Alli won't eat these, she hates baked good with bananas in them."

Thats it. Fess up.