Things I am not Above

 As is usual in my oh-so interesting life, I was perusing through blogs that are linked on the sides of other blogs (sorry no clue what that would be called) and found this little piece of heaven Borrowed Heaven. The first blog she had posted was "Things I am not Above" and I just couldn't resist jumping on that little bandwagon (does it have a bandwagon yet?).
Things I am not Above:

• Having Derek in my phone as "Hubby": If you would have asked me a year ago what I thought of people who did this my answer would have been plain and simple "pukefest who the eff does that ish". Now I can answer that question- me! I don't really know why I did it, I guess it could be sort of an inside joke as we always call each other hubby and wifey. Except that it's not really a joke because it's not funny at all. I also kind of really hate the word hubby, and honestly still can't manage to get myself to say it out loud. Nevertheless, Derek will forever and always be named "Hubby" in my phone and I'll be damned if it ever gets changed. At least I didn't add that little <3 thing that I will never in a million years believe looks anything like a heart, in my personal opinion it looks more like an ice cream cone- your welcome.

 

• Never Growing Up: Now by a show of hands how many people actually think that they will ever outgrow Disney movies. I personally am not seeing any hands so I'm assuming nobody put theirs up. I certainly DID NOT! How I do a pick-me-up after a long day. Get home and throw everything onto the couch, even though I am well aware that my roommates will later ask me to put it in my room, and let out a growl, moan, whatever you call it that if you put it in text form equals "ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh". Start a pot of hot water for some tea/locate the biggest wine glass that we have clean. Go to my room and kick anything that could possibly be laying in my floor, and lezbehonest there is always plenty to choose from. Pull the blinds shut because even though they were open with the oh so good intentions of letting in the sun that morning to show me it was going to be a wondrous day, well it just wasn't and all I did was lie to myself. Turn on each fan in my room and turn them on HIGH as to completely freeze my ta's off. Find every possible blanket I have. This usual means moving the junk around in my floor to find my sheet which after 20 years of life I have given up on trying to figure out how, even though it always on the very bottom of all of my blankets, it is always the only blanket that ever ends up on the floor. Turn off all of the lights in my room so that it is just cold and dark. Jump under the covers because by now I am borderline hypothermic. Switch on the ol' Mac and find Netflix. Pick first Disney movie I find on Netflix. Get that warm fuzzy feeling and take a nap. Long story short- none of the warm fuzzies after a particularly ish-tastic day would be possible if it was not for Disney.

• Not liking Taco Bell: Sorry Meg, but I just can't. I don't know if it is for the fact that I really only like Mexican food from Mexican restaurants, or that I ate entirely way too much Taco Bell one day and got miserably sick, but honestly I just can't. There is no other way to describe it. I will on very rare occasions go in if Derek really is craving some and get me a cheese quesadilla which I load down with hot sauce, but if I had the choice? No, just no.

• Cyber-Stalking: I hereby charge myself with Cyber-Stalking of the 5th degree. When I find a blog I like love it isn't uncommon for me to just scroll and scroll and scroll. Once I even found myself scrolling for so long that I ended up at their very first post- almost a full year and a half before I started. At this point I obviously have to drag myself away from scrolling long enough to hit that follow or join button that every has these days. Sometimes I'll even take a bathroom break which more times than not I decide I should probably take a break and chose to stalk the ladies on the sidebar, because obviously if she follows them they have to be great. Usually I'll scroll through a couple days/weeks of these blogs before going right back to where I left off with the blog that started it all.

• Being Clueless When it Comes to Blogs: Hopefully one day this will not be so, but I really have no idea what I'm doing here. Really I just get on, read my news-feed, and then write some nonsense blog about whatever is on my mind. How do other bloggers make their layout, or is it called a template, so darn pretty. And what about those title things at the very top? I can't figure out for the life of me how to do those to-die-for description things that everyone has under their names. How do people go about having a blog post literally every day? Seriously I'm lucky if I can figure out something worth talking about once a week! Come on guys really, somebody please help a sister out. Lord knows I need it!

While I honestly could probably top this list off with quite a few more "Things I am not Above"s I think I should give your eyes a bit of a rest. That's it for now.