Thursday, March 24, 2011

Confessions of My Crazy Love

I confess . . .  I leave broken egg shells in the sink.  I know about salmonella.  I know that the shells muck up the garbage disposal.  I know.  I know.  I still do it.

I confess . . . I sweep up the floor and leave the dirt and crumbs in a pile.  I am lazy.  I don't want to find the dust pan. . .  and I know that hubs will pick it up as soon as he sees it.

I confess . . . I forget to shut the garage door. ( In my defense, the button IS six feet high and clearly not in my five foot two line of sight.)

I confess. . . I have accidentally emailed my hubs' school secretary about how he had polluted the bathroom that morning.

I confess . . .I do not screw the lids back onto containers correctly.  Consequently, hubs has dumped an entire jar of chili powder into his chili instead of just a few tablespoons.

I confess. . . I laughed about the chili powder.

I confess . . . I laughed until I cried about the chili powder.

I confess . . . I have fed my hubs string (Yes.  Actual string!) for dinner causing him to think that I was trying to kill him.

I confess . . . my van should play the theme to Sanford and Sons.  At any one time, there may be decaying french fries, a used sucker stuck to the window, and 6 coffee cups left behind in order to make my van a science experiment  on wheels.

I confess . . . I get a little irrational at certain times of the month.  I cry unexpectedly, like at Geico commercials.  I yell about stupid things, like when hubs put his foot underneath the area rug and wrinkled it.  I vacillate between "hold me" and "get the hell away from me!"

I confess . . . I may be underestimating the above.  I am all out crazy.  Hubs has come home to entire rooms rearranged and painted. . . just because.

I confess . . . I drive hubs crazy . . . crazy in love!

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  1. String for dinner? Did you forget the word "cheese" or did you really mean string? I'm quite intrigued by that?

    Thank you for making me look MUCH BETTER to my own husband. HAHA! : )

  2. It sounds like you compliment each other wonderfully. :)
    I, too, can't stand cleaning and because of that am too "lazy" to find the dustpan.

    Stopped by from mama kat's

  3. Hilarious confessions~ we have a few in common! Thanks for sharing. **Visiting fro MamaKats

  4. Love this post! You made me laugh, & after the heaviness of my post, I really needed it. :)
    I liked all your confessions but especially liked the email to the secretary. How real is that?!
    Thanks for stopping by my blog. I'm so glad it led me back to yours. New follower because I love your style....maybe I can identify with you a little too much! :)
    Be blessed,

  5. Well, you gotta keep him on his toes. :)

  6. Ha! So funny. Your car sounds like mine! I would have laughed until I cried about the chili powder, too (: Stopping by from Mama Kat's.

  7. hilarious. I love how you completely just let it all out and listed everything you could think of. good stuff =)

    stopping by from Mama Kat's

  8. I can totally relate! Stopped over from "Life with Books"

  9. My, does your Hub put up with you? LOL I guess love does conquer all. Great post!

    (from mama kats)

  10. Well of course he puts up with you - your normal right!

    I laugh at my hubby all the time - I laugh so hard that eventually he has to laugh with me!

    Great confessions.

  11. Stopping by from SITS. Love the post.

  12. Just found your blog and loved this post! Especially the chili powder incident! You gave me a giggle today!! :)

  13. Stopping by from Mama Kats...loved this post. Check me out at! Thanks!

  14. I think we drive the same minivan...and there's nothing wrong with rearranging the furniture, just because...I do it all the time.


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