I believe that everyone has their own little quirks about them that make up their very own beautiful personality, but sometimes, I think my own idiosyncrasies are a bit much (even for me).
*I do not like it when I see a car that looks just like mine. The color that I chose for my car actually seems to be a popular choice, so I see it a lot, and I have to admit, I am a bit offended when I see someone driving the same car as I do. The nerve! I especially do not like it when the twin car is beside me, in front of me or behind me in traffic, and I will go out of my way in order to get away from the offending car. I do not really know why I have this odd dislike for twinsie cars, nor do I understand why I am deeply and personally offended when someone drives by in "my" car...
*This morning during one of my aerobics classes, the song Do Ya Think I'm Sexy by Rod Stewart came on, and I announced that no, I do not think Rod Stewart is sexy. Yes, I had my microphone on. Then I proceeded to tell who I did think was sexy (of course I said my husband!). Not your usual church aerobics conversation, but the ladies were in such a fit of giggles that I thought one or two might fall out of their plank. And really, when it comes down to Rod Steward and this guy, is there any real comparison?
*Yesterday, I bought a pair of super-cute pants that have a print on them. Usually, I don't buy printed bottoms because they tend to make your derriere look wider somehow (when the derriere actually fits into the pants). They were a size larger than what I would normally wear (I triple-checked), but I'm fairly certain these particular pants would be considered irregular (does anyone remember when that's all TJMaxx carried?) because when I tried them on, I couldn't even sit down. If I were going to a function where all I had to do was stand and not move, I would be golden. Unfortunately, most of life requires one to move.
|They're cute, right?! Too bad.|
Note to Self: Do not buy slim fit pants because your caboose does not and will not ever fit into them. Like, ever.
And I'm okay with that. I'm just bummed I have to return the pants.
**I'm linking up with E over at E, Myself and I for Midweek Confessions!