I had a funny idea on the way home from Wal Mart last night. A song came on that I absolutely love (more on that later) and I turned it way up with the windows down and laughed at how absolutely rediculous it was that I knew all the words and how very embarassed I would be if anyone caught me. So here is a post all about the things we are slightly ashamed of doing/wearing/or liking...things that no one would EVER guess.
MUSIC: The song 'Cherry Pie' by Warrant. Yep, I said it. I love that song and I know every sordid word. I have tried to deny it for far too long but who can resist : "I scream, you scream, we all scream for her..."? I also happen to love the band Def Leppard but I refuse to feel ashamed of that. Me and Ernie will defend them to the last (isnt that right Mr Ayres?).
TV: I have seen every single episode of every single season of America's Next Top Model. Now, I have told people this before and can feign nonchalance about my watching it...'hey, I like the photo shoots'. But what no one else knows (including my husband) is how MANY times I've seen each episodes. MTV and VH1 have these 'marathons' of the show and therefore I have seen each episode multiple times. And I can't seem to stop...somebody help me!
MOVIES:I have quite a few 'guilty pleasure' movies on my list. I'm more ashamed of some than others...'Mean Girls' is one. So is 'Deep Blue Sea'. Some movies are so bad, you watch them like you would a train wreck.
CLOTHING: I have a bad problem buying new underwear and socks. I just can't seem to get over it either. So some of my skivvies are sadly worn. And that's an understatement. I wear socks w/ holes in the heel, bras that have visible underwire, and underwear with shot elastic. Don't ask me why I have this problem. I am very particular about every other aspect of my wardrobe and I do enjoy buying pretty underthings. But I don't do it very often. I have a pair of thong underwear that my husband bought me at a Candiria concert a few years ago. They are faded to charcoal gray and the elastic is showing thru at the seams. But I adore them and I still wear them constantly...sigh.
BOOKS: I went thru a romance novel phase as a teen. I tried not to get into the Harlequin ones since they were so trashy but I did fall prey to an author by the named of Katerine Lynn Davis who does these period romances that are all lush and atmospheric. But they're still pretty trashy...and I shake my head when I think back on how raptly they held my attention.
FOOD: When no one is around, I lick my plate. And I relish little debbie cakes just so I can take them apart and eat each individual aspect of it seperately. Swiss cake rolls are the best...I eat off the chocolate, then unroll them painstakingly and lick out the cream. Then I sigh and eat the cake. I also drink pickle juice...sipping it slowly. And when I was pregnant I enjoyed dipping ham in it. Isnt that disgusting?
OTHER: When I put my baby down for a nap, I am overcome by a feeling of freedom so acute that I have to literally run down the hallway. It never fails and I've done this since I had my first child. I think it comes from being slightly unbalanced and I'm okay with that. I also tend to dance when I'm happy...no matter where I am or what the circumstances are. And I also clap alot when I'm excited about something...I've noticed my kids do that too. Finally, I have a mesh sponge I bought from Bath and Body works BEFORE I WAS MARRIED. That's right, the thing is 13 years old at least! It is still perfectly intact and clean. I have no idea how this is possible...the yarn loop that you hang it by is faded to pale lavender but the sponge is still bright purple. I now feel challenged to see how long it will last.
If I think of any other things to confess, I'll do so. I feel lighter somehow.
5 comments:
Fun post! I enjoyed the read very much and can identify with a couple of things you wrote, especially about the unnawares! I let Jeff buy my last pack for me on his way home from work one day, or something like that, and he came home with the hugest wide load white grandma underwear you've ever seen. Seriously, I mistake them for my bedsheets.
Yet I wear them.
I think it's simply because I dread shopping for new ones! Same with bras, ugh.
I'm 100% there with you on the Def Leppard thing. Seems I recall a discussion of the sort on Stephies blog some time back. I'm embarrasedly delighted to not be alone with the skivvy problem!! Sense of humor about oneself is a wonderfully healthy & endearing quality. Thanks for the post. Smiles.
Fabulous! An innocent confessional is always a hoot! And perhaps I will do one on my blog....perhaps..... :)
I love that song too.
My 2 latest confessions of embarassing things I like are, Fruit Loops Cereal Straws. I buy them for the kids but wind up eating them all.
And Crocs. I think they are the ugliest things ever and I swore I would NEVER have a pair. That was until I walked for miles on end in flip flops in NYC. I bought a pair (it was 1:00AM, we were lost and looking for a subway to take us back to Brooklyn) and am now hooked. After looking online, I found that they have some really cute high heel ones that I want to buy for the convention and some cute ballet flats. Who knew?
I have the exact opposite problem with skivvies. I simply cannot stop buying them. In fact a friend caught sight of my "bra" drawer and literally gasped. I just can't seem to stop myself.
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