One of my alleged friends on Facebook has caught me in a silly little game. I have to make five confessions usually I only do such things after several beers or in the confessional at church. That being said, because I am a good sport and intend to make Scott pay for this until h*ll freezes over(heh, heh, heh) I am going to confess to whatever comes to my mind with no holds barred. All of you who I knew from the sixth grade on need to hold your breath. This is going to make Forbidden Hillcrest look like a cakewalk. LOL!!! 1. I cannot bake cookies to save my life. It requires following a recipe exactly. Please give me a break, recipes are like rules, I dont follow them. I improvise and do my own thing, just ask the nuns at Mount Saint Mary(if they have recovered enough in the past 39 years to tell you about it) or my mama. She still has to put up with me, but I digress. I cannot bake cookies even the kind in the refrigerator case but I can make microwave popcorn with the best of them. Thats a fact Jack! 2. I have this thing for llamas, Tigger, flamingos, pirates and Hello Kitty. I liked pirates way before Johnny Depp and Pirates of the Caribbean. Pirates are naughty boys. I always did have a thing for bad boys! ;) 3. I am an iced tea addict. I primarily drink my iced tea unsweetened although once every ten years or so I will have just a dash of sweetener in my tea, maybe but dont count on it happening. I can drink iced tea in a blizzard. I love the stuff. 4. I still like to play Candyland I just dont get enough opportunities to get in on a good game. I do NOT like the way that Candyland has been updated though. I like the original Candyland. Some things should not be messed with. I am quite nostalgic and dont like SOME kinds of change. 5. I am a notorious bullsh*tter. Even Miss Teffers doesnt always know when I am pulling her leg. If I can keep a straight face(and I often fail on that point)I can spin a good yarn. I dont do it to hurt anyone. It is just that good old storytelling tradition. It runs deep in my family. Now most of the stories we tell are true but I just cant help myself, sometimes I just have to yank somebodys chain. I have more than a little devilment in me. I think it is because I have eaten too many deviled eggs(something else I cant make) in my life. Thats my story and I am sticking to it. LOL!!! Okay, now all of my former school chums can breathe a sigh of relief. Scott is still on my list and you know even more dreadfully boring facts about me. Arent you sorry you wont be able to get these two minutes of your life back? I am too. Just blame it on the dude who roped me into this k! Cheers, Ardee-ann
Posted on: Sun, 30 Mar 2014 05:16:44 +0000
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