I confess I was talking to my sisters husband telling him the story about how I was super aggravated (not really) with my new Nespresso Vertuoline Coffee machine.
I made a cup yesterday and halfway through it made a weird noise and then just stopped working. Needless to say I wasn’t pleased since I just got the machine. I was telling my mother about it who is all the way across the country in California at a wedding. She simply goes to me “well Amanda did you have enough water in the chamber”. I paused……..I’m pretty sure that was exactly the culprit. How did she know that without even seeing the machine? As I’m telling Dan my sisters husband this story he starts hysterically laughing. “Can you and your sister be anymore alike??? She just was yelling about the machine this morning and then I added water and magically it worked“. It’s not my fault…..clearly that same gene runs in my sister.
I confess I give my plants that are on my balcony gatorade, water, or pretty much whatever is leftover in my cups from my family room. Usually it is what is leftover from Mark’s cup the night before gets thrown on them before I walk out the door to work. They need electrolytes too right? What’s the old saying again…..first plants…..then pets……then……clearly I need to work a little harder on keeping the greenery alive right?
I confess Mark has at random taken a few pictures of me while I’m sleeping. When I mean sleeping I mean fall asleep with the lights on, TV blaring kind of falling asleep to. How the heck do y’all look so angelic….. I’m talking to you Pamela and Julie. I seriously look like I’m dead…..like cold and pale. Sometimes I even have my entire arm twisted up around my head like exorcist style. It’s not even normal. The worst part??? Then he sends them to my sister.
I confess I’m so bad at announcing winners. The winner of the Nordstrom & Lululemon giveaway was
and the winner of the Tieks ballet flats was
Both of the winners have been contacted…..like a long time ago lol
I confess I’m getting super aggravated as of recent because random people have been asking me questions on pinterest about my pins. NO I don’t know where that sweet open back shirt came from but if you find it can you send it to me?? Yes I am aware that pin goes to nowhere and I’m pretty sure it’s sold out by now….
I confess I died laughing when I found my “All About Me” book that my mother kept. First I was rocking those model pictures at a young age. Please note the stylish Osh Kosh denim jumper with just the right amount of layered bracelets.
I clearly was good at everything. That OCD nature started young am I right? Look not one X outside the line…..
Also apparently my toes were always painted…..even in drawing form.
I confess the cup holders in my car make me straight up rage. Can you think of any worse engineering than this.
If there is not enough liquid in the top and I take a corner at high speeds (because let’s be honest it’s fun to do in my car) the various drink of choice will rocket across my car making the most dramatic noise ever. It’s usually this Pure Barre Tervis Tumbler that is the culprit.
Finally I opened my email the other day and saw this.
Thank you living social for this sweet new deal. Let’s put very large pictures on a fleece throw blanket. I can’t think of anything scarier oh wait yeah if you put pictures of me sleeping on it and then covered me with it while I was sleeping…..
yup that just about does it peace up