I Must Confess Part III

1.  For awhile there, I was thinking CFC and I might break up.  It wasn't that I didn't love it (her? If this blog had a gender, I think we all know it would be a girl) but I just wasn't making the time to post and I was starting to feel like maybe we were moving in different directions.  It wouldn't be a bad breakup . . .  I would just be honest about my feelings and CFC would understand. Like in You've Got Mail where Kathleen and Frank realize they don't love each other and she lets him move on to find that tv host who says "Thank Your ladies and gentlemen."

2. I hate football, but I love football season.  Its not that I think athletic obsession is stupid . . . don't talk to me during any E! live red carpet event, or during a 6 hour long Oscar broadcast and I will gladly respect your right to yell at the tv screen and fall into a deep depression when your team doesn't win.  But there's something so carefree about weekends where everyone you know cares about a score or a play or quarterback and you can sip your tea and eat cheese and crackers and watch An American in Paris for the third time this month.

Well there's always an exception.  Watching Tim Riggins shake that sweaty hair out of his football helmet beats Gershwin and goat cheese any day.

3.  The moment holiday candy appears in stores I must buy a piece and eat it immediately.  Don't ask why, this is just the rule. 

 That means I'm usually scarfing down a marshmallow pumpkin, a dark chocolate santa, a coconut cream heart . . . a peanut butter filled George Washington?  Nevermind, I think that's from a Stefon weekend update. 

4.  Obviously CFC and I are staying together.  CFC isn't my Frank or my Walter.  CFC is my Tom Hanks- we're meant to be.

I must confess

Well, I have two confessions to make to all 8 people who read this blog.

1. I don't really like Pinterest. Shameful, I know. I understand how it works, in fact I remember reading about it a lot last Spring and thinking it sounded great! After hearing everyone talk about this fall and winter for months on end, I finally joined. And never did anything with it again. I haven't pinned a single recipe, wedding idea, hairstyle, or DIY project. Well, if I have it's by accident. I mean, it's a great idea and I even use the olden day form of Pinterest- a binder containing pages of outfits and makeup tips I've torn out of magazines over the past few years. But actually interacting on Pinterest makes me think of another to-do list I'll have trouble getting to. Will I actually make a new centerpiece for my table out of old mason jars and will I ever get to hang designer clothes in a cleverly organized closet the size of a master bedroom? Probably not. Also, what if people see what I've pinned and think I have terrible taste?! Is Pinterest going to become the knew "WTF I can't believe she thinks that looks good" social networking site. Not that I've ever said that about anyone on Facebook. Nope.

2) I finally got The Hunger Games book because I do want to see it in theaters and I've heard enough buzz about the book to know its a must-read before the movie. And . . . I don't really like it. Isn't that the worst thing you've ever heard? I mean, its interesting enough and maybe I haven't given myself time but I was expecting to be sucked in immediately. So far I feel like if I have nothing else I wanna do, I might read a few pages. Maybe I really do watch too much tv.

Not that I've gotten that off my chest I'm feeling better and less judgemental. Anything you'd like to confess tonight?