The Facts.

Whitney over at I Wore Yoga Pants decided to do a one-day only "about me" link-up so I thought I'd hop on the bandwagon :)
I physically cannot go to movies   Not sure when this mental block began, but I literally can't handle it.  The second my seat gets kicked, a couple starts to whisper, or the mouth breather to my right starts chewing his popcorn, I lose it.  I've never considered myself a person with anxiety, but this is as close to an anxiety attack as I can imagine.  I know, I need therapy. I do not go out in public without a shower/makeup   I am pretty confident in the way I look, but I have a seriously case of "fat-girl brain."  It stems from, you guessed it, a less than attractive childhood.  I seriously assume everyone I come across judges me instantly.  Again, kind of a nut job. My dog is my best friend   Okay, not literally.  I do have a human best friend and my husband is of course my best friend, but she's definitely 3rd on the list.  I'm obsessed with her.

And she likes to spoon me, so I guess that means the feeling is mutual.  She also knows about my issues with not wearing makeup, which clearly describes why she blocked my face from the camera view.  Thanks, girl.

I have an alcoholic beverage mostly every day  

  No, I am most certainly not an alcoholic.  I just really enjoy a glass of wine or three at the end of the day.  Who's with me?

My dream job is to be Giada de Laurentiis   Ask my husband- it's a full-blown girl crush.  I adore this woman.  A cute female chef with a cooking show, a retail line, and multiple cookbook deals.  And a beautiful home on the ocean.  I might be getting borderline creepy with this one.  

I mean, come on, home girl has got it made.

  I believe in soul mates   I always kind of have.  Being with my husband has 100% confirmed this for me personally.  

 
Sometimes I fantasize about selling our house, getting on a plane, and just leaving   Not alone, of course.  Scott and I have chatted about this on multiple occasions.  Unfortunately, we have that pesky little thing called responsibility.  And our families, of course.  So, the plan is to get up and go closer to retirement age.

Italian Villa, anyone?
I hate snow   Yup, I've lived in Michigan my whole life.  My disdain has grown for it more every year since I've begun driving.  It's horrifying.  Just give me 6 months of summer and 6 months of fall with maybe a light dusting for a week around Christmas and I'll be one happy little lady.  

 

Expectation.

Reality.