Hey, friends. How goes it? My sweet, sweet friend Ashlyn from Let it be Beautiful tagged me after she shared her Five Truths yesterday, so of course I accepting the challenge.
Secrets, secrets are no fun unless you tell everyone. Right?
I only wash my hair twice a week, max. I have super thick hair and I haaaaaate the process of washing, drying and styling my hair. Luckily, I've trained my hair to stay clean for two to three days. Then I extend it another day or three with dry shampoo and ponytails. Judge away, clean freaks, judge away.
I'm terrible at keeping in touch with long-distance friends. I love them to pieces and think of them often, but I rarely pick up the phone and call. I deal with people all day, and often the only things I want after work are sweat pants and silence. However, that's no excuse. I need to make more of an effort, even if it's just a quick text message or card in the mail to let them know I love them dearly and cherish their friendship
Psst, all my LDF's out there? I love you!! Sorry I'm such a sketch-ball.
I'm obsessed with TV. Seriously, obsessed. I develop oddly deep emotional connections with characters and story lines. I probably have 10+ shows that I watch religiously, including The Walking Dead, Shameless, Girls, Breaking Bad, Suits, Modern Family, Homeland, The Real Housewives of Orange County, and The Millionaire Matchmaker. Thank the TV gods for my DVR. Do you watch any of those shows? Call me. Lord knows I'd love to talk about my friends Walter White and Patti Stanger.
I curse like a ******* sailor. A-Bombs, D-Bombs, S-Bombs, F-Bombs -- I drop them all. If I'm not careful, I can easily work multiple curse words into a single sentence without realizing what I'm doing. It's extremely unbecoming and I know that I should stop... but honestly, I don't see myself cleaning up my act anytime soon.
I've only had one serious boyfriend, who is now my husband. I kissed my share of boys, but I was way too insecure as a teenager to ever let anyone get too close. I started dating L when I was nineteen and it was the first time I had ever dated someone exclusively. He made me feel beautiful, smart, funny, and all-around fabulous, and continues to make me feel the same way every day. Do I sometimes think about what I missed out on by not dating more men? Of course -- I'd be lying if I said I never think about it. But on the flip side, I have a wonderful significant other who makes me feel like a rock star, PLUS I've never experienced a serious heartbreak.
So there you go. That was relatively painless.