Thursday, December 11, 2008

Thursday Morning Confessions

In the interest of full disclosure...

When I was 15 I had an aquarium, but then I decided I didn't want to take care of it anymore so I just let the water evaporate. With the fish in it.

I like that Liam inherited my cleanliness OCD.

I'm addicted to the smell of Tide, Clorox and Downy all mixed together. When I wash whites I'll just stand over the open washer and breathe and breathe and breathe... I truly get a rush from it.

If my religion didn't discourage it, I'd get a tattoo. Or two.

I know some of you will find this gross, but it made me laugh hysterically.

My friend Tina has a sweet, adorable, squishy little boy named Chandler. In my head I always think of him as "Mrs. Chanandler Bong." (From the Friends episode where they're having a trivia contest to win the better apartment).

Once I learned the money cheat code for the game SIMS, I cheated like crazy. Also, I didn't care if my people lived or died. I just wanted to build and decorate cool houses.

I probably should not have kids. I mean I love them--don't go calling CPS--I'm just not good with kids. I'm not cut out for dealing with bodily fluids. I'm also ill equipped for handling stubbornness and whininess and selfishness equal to or greater than my own.

I have a visceral dislike for elderly people. Not all of them, but many of them. Especially the ones who insist on driving when they are a danger to others. And the ones who think they own the commissary. I know, I know. There's a special place in hell for me.

I love Ricky Martin. I could make him straight if I just had the chance.

When Will was at basic training, I showed a then one year old Ben a picture of Ricky Martin and told him it was his dad.

I've been known to pass off store bought cookie dough cookies as home made. I've even given out the "recipe."

Let's try to keep all this on the down low, o.k.? It's just between me and you and the entire internet.


  1. You crack me up. These are by far my favorite kinds of post -the "tell all but only about random stuff" kind. And you've gotta admit, Ricky's a babe.

  2. Brandi, I think we are twins that were separated at birth.

    ditto on everything

  3. ROLF! You are most favorite blogger ever!!!

  4. Speaking of gross, the only thing that I ever dealt with grosser than your dehydrated fish was when your sister allowed her pet frog to die and dehydrate in his aquarium.
    OH,by the way, I am at Aunt Becky's and she said just forget trying to change Ricky Martin.She tried with Barry Manilow and got no where.

  5. I think you were adopted.... =]

  6. Brandi,

    Please save me a seat next to you in Hell -- I have "elderly" issues as well (shudder).

  7. I want that cookie recipe, too! Haha! love it! -Slavka's sister (just so you're not wondering what random other person is reading this)

  8. HILARIOUS! but yes Ricky is a babe and I also have an extremely low tolerance for bodily fluids (mostly because I'm a sympathetic puker)... my favorite post though so far!


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