True Confession Tuesday

So, have you seen the movie A Christmas Story? Do you recall the 'tongue-stuck-to-the-pole' scene?

Boy, do I have my own story for you!

It was a cold, winter evening and my mom, dad and myself went out grocery shopping. This was something we did together, every Friday. So, we do our shopping and head back out into the blustery night with our purchases. As my parents are walking ahead of me, pushing the cart, I decide to test out that theory I saw in the movie.

So, I found myself a shopping cart at the cart corral and lick the metal cart handle.

In the meantime, my parents realize, "Hey, where'd Sarah go?!?"

And there I am, stuck, frozen tongue, to the shopping cart.

Movies and television really do influence our youth, folks.

True Confession Tuesday

Have you seen Mr. Mom? Do you remember the child who had a "woobie"? It was a raggedy blanket that he dragged along everywhere?

Well, I'm nearing 28 years old, and I have a woobie. Yes, you heard right. Except mine isn't a blanket....it's a simple piece of material that my mom used to make my money dance apron for my wedding. It's a white silky material that you would probably use to line something. I've had this piece of material for over 7 years now, and it stays under my pillow or tucked away inside my pillowcase.

It's a simple comfort, and I love it. Everyone knows not to touch and mess with my woobie!

True Confession Tuesday

I play with Webkinz. My parents bought my the black cat since my real life furbaby is a black cat, who I lovingly call MoMo (short for Cosmo).

My children still do not have their own Webkinz. Well, they do, but they have not earned them yet. They remain in their bag from the store and will stay there until their behavior changes.

For now they sometimes watch me play the games and such online. My favorite game is the tile match; like mahjongg.

Do you own a Webkinz??

True Confession Tuesday

I bite my nails.

That's a nitty-gritty little secret, isn't it? I know - totally lame, BUT - there's a reason behind this post.

It's a bad habit I have, and I'm trying to break it. I'm currently on Day 11 of Not-Biting.

It all started when I painted my nails black for Ghoul's Night where I dressed up as a black cat. I had to keep my fingers out of my mouth to keep the nail polish looking nice. So I took the opportunity and ran with it.

I've now got a chrome pink color on and I can see and feel their growth. It's minimal for now, but probably longer than they've ever been in a really long time.

So there you have it .... it's not the best confession, but I'm proud that I've managed to make it this far in trying to break that habit!