Mint chocolate chip ice cream is the best flavor that was ever created. However, if it's not the color green, it is not edible in my opinion. The white kind is boring and fake, and frankly, doesn't taste as good. Go green or go home.
When I come down in the morning, the first thing I do is turn on the Christmas tree lights. Because if I'm home that day, the tree better be a sparklin'. Plus, I find something oddly depressing about a decorated tree, without lights turned on. It just looks so...dark. And...weird. And so. Lights are a must.
When I cook or eat bacon, it must be of the utmost crispiness. Practically burnt. In fact, I have never, ever mastered the art of cooking bacon where my whole house doesn't wreak for days on end, and where I don't have to open the sliding glass door to air out the smoke. I'm not very good at cooking, you guys. You know this.
Speaking of bacon. I grew up in a family that had Breakfast for Dinner every so often, and I remember dreading it! Absolutely dreading it. I think I viewed it as one of those days where we ran out of the good food, so instead we got cheap breakfast food. So I whined about it. Incessantly. And now? As an adult with a family? I love me some Brinner. But the truth still stands. It is a meal that's made when you run out of other things. At least here. But it's still yummy. (Mom, sorry for whining about brinner all through my child years. Forgive me?)
I lose my cell phone on a daily basis. And by "lose" I mean in the crevices of the couch. Or deep within the diaper bag. Or in my back pocket. And I panic every time I think it's "lost" even though I find it within minutes.
I cannot stand the smell of my dog when he comes in from the outside. He just smells like...well, the outside. And it's really quite gross.
I go for days on end without checking the mail. I know that other people thrive off of mail-checking but I just don't like it. At all. We pay all our bills online so it's not like I'm ignoring important stuff or anything. I just don't like the clutter that happens when the mail comes. I also can't stand how much stuff is mailed to us then becomes trash. It all just bothers me. I love when a random package/letter/something fun I ordered comes, but other than that? Mail sucks.
It's true that not being signed up for a 5K right now is kicking my motivation to run right in the pants. Because I feel like I don't have anything to work towards. Okay, that's only part of the reason. The other part is how freaking cold it is, and how much I loathe treadmill running. I need to get back to it. I will. I swear. It's just so cold. And I so much prefer the outdoors. Wahhh. Excuses.
I'm actually excited for Emeline to get some new toys at Christmas. She is so beyond bored of what we have now, and I think she's a little beyond them age-wise, too. So I'm looking forward to switching them out and her getting some new books and gadgets to keep her busy. Especially with how cold it is and how much seldom getting out is during the winter months.
I never knew how glorious vacuuming could be until I owned a Dyson. I mentioned before (I think) that the one item we got on Black Friday was a Dyson, and good Lordy, I love that thing. I'm now the girl that vacuums daily and, well...let's just say that was never the case before. I didn't realize I could love an inanimate thing so much, let alone something related to cleaning. gasp. Who am I?
I found a half eaten bagel (of Emeline's), with some random sour patch kids stuck to it, wrapped in a receipt in the bottom of my diaper bag today. It's a mess. It's always a mess, even if I clean it out. Please tell me I'm not the only one with the scariest diaper bag known to man. Please.
Dish it. Make me feel better. Anything you're weird about?