Some things you need to know about me in case you ever decide to show up at my doorstep. Which…is something you really shouldn’t do unless invited…I might make that face I’m not a fan of and we don’t want that.
Cooked carrots make me vomit.
I’m not a fan of feet over the age of three.
About three fourths of my wardrobe exist only because I buy what I see my sister wear to family dinners.
My sister gives me dirty looks at family dinners.
My three year old refuses to sleep in his own bed because he likes to “snuggle wit me” and I’m warm.
I only pretend to care that my three year old won’t sleep in his own bed.
My cousin told me Jesus could hear everything I was thinking, so in fourth grade I said eff it and started swearing out loud.
Rosary in hand, I’d apologize every night for my naughty cuss words…that way if I were to die in my sleep I’d still go to heaven.
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