It's that time again, the time when I let you into my subconscious mind.
*Sometimes when I blow my hair dry, I pretend I'm Kim Walker and let my inner worship leader blast the walls of my bathroom.
*I have a serious addiction to planning fake trips to Disneyland. It's a disease. Maybe I should name it something like... Disneylanditous.
*After Tim and I watch a television show written by Aaron Sorken, our banter and conversations are always so much more fast-paced and wittier.
*I refuse to go on pinterest unless I am absolutely sure I will come out of the
experience ready to do a project.
*It took me 5 years and a very stern talking to from an occupational therapist for me to FINALLY allow play-doh in my home. Yes, I know, I'm that mom.
*I have had the same favorite color since I was 3 years old.
*I debate back and forth on whether I'm still cool enough to own a pair of TOMS shoes. Jury is still out.
* I bought the entire Disney Princess Barbie set for Liv on a ridiculous sale. Sometimes, I think I did it just as an excuse to play with Barbies again.
*Even though I'm turning 31, I have an unhealthy expectation about how special my birthday must be. It's something I really hope I one day outgrow.