I don’t own an iron and can’t remember the last time I did my own laundry.
My cat Bones is my favorite man in the world. He cuddles just the right amount, runs to the door when I get home to say hi and never talks back.
Sometimes I eat nothing but potato chips for an entire weekend. Well. Potato chips and wine.
I can’t stand Matthew McConaughey. Yes, I have principles when it comes to romantic comedies.
I get upset when my boyfriend beats me at Scrabble. I think that he should let me win. Or at least get me flowers to apologize after he beats me.
* Note: The concept for my Les Confessions post (which will become a semi-regular offender) was lovingly borrowed from the adorable, hysterical, chocolate-coated Jenna at Eat, Life, Run. To see her original Confessions of a Food Blogger posts, please visit her site.