Confessions

My sister will be arriving in just a few hours!

I still have a bit of work to do, but this lady needs a break, Nolan is sleeping, and I am otherwise home alone.

So.

I guess writing here while I maybe should be doing something else (except I think breaks and outlets and stringing sentences together are time-worthy, too) is my first confession.

Also, I haven't showered yet.

I think I own one pair of shorts (oops), and it is HOT out today. I might be breaking out a skirt next time I leave the house.

The weather has me shaving a lot more, but my legs are still less than pretty. They are usually sprinkled with several bruises at any given time- a by product of a crazy little boy, hitting my legs with his car seat on the regular, and perhaps an iron level that is perpetually on the low side. (I still kind of like them. They help me get all kinds of places and play all kinds of games with Nolan and do a whole lot of squats. )

I can and do eat at least a jar of any nut butter (usually peanut butter) every single week.

I also eat a lot of carrots without peeling them because I am usually grabbing for them when I realize I am simultaneously hungry and need to be doing something else. Sometimes I dip them in nut butter.

The "I'm so sorry I haven't blogged" apology gets under my skin. No big deal, people. I like reading your posts, but my life doesn't hinge on them.

I bought fair trade hair products, but cannot figure how to use them well. I feel like I need to apologize for my strange-looking, sometimes greasy hair every time I go out. I'm vain. I get self-conscious when it doesn't look halfway decent. So when I used a conventional shampoo and conditioner sample and my hair did look good, I caved and bought new hair products. Just for the time being. I'm thinking I'll give the fair trade stuff another go sometime soon?