Thursday Confessions

Back with another round of Thursday Confessions! I confess...

1.
That whenever I'm holding a screwdriver looking at a screw, I have to literally recite Righty tighty lefty loosey. Otherwise, I'm lost.

2.
That I let Parker choose my current nail color... orange for days!

3.
That I've bee using Sweet Cinnamon Pumpkin hand soap since July. When I ran out of the Pineapple hand soap on my bathroom vanity, I checked under under the sink and there was a half-empty Sweet Cinnamon Pumpkin from last fall (I only keep them out until Thanksgiving, because #peppermint). Anyway, I totally put the Sweet Cinnamon Pumpkin out and never looked back. The funny thing is, the scent reminds me of being a college freshman more than anything actually fall. You see, in September of 2000, my seventeen-year-old self was shopping for college goodies and picked up the Sweet Cinnamon Pumpkin body wash from B&B Works to take with me to UCSB. So smelling it reminds me of being a college freshman and walking the dorm halls, shower caddy and Sweet Cinnamon Pumpkin body wash in tow.

3.

Another too-soon confession: we've been all about Little Blue Truck's Halloween over here. When it arrived, I thought we could read it once or twice and then stow it away - but Parker has been requesting it daily. At least starting today (September!) it will be minimally acceptable. It also takes my mind off our current Alabama weather... which is all sorts of hot and sticky. Y'all, I have never had a summer that I was so over than this one... and I lived in Scottsdale, land of the 118 degree days, for five years! It's the humidity - my sweet California girl self just isn't made for it ;)

5.
A few weeks ago, I had some avocados in need of ripening. I placed them in a paper bag and for some reason put them in a bottom kitchen cabinet. One that we seldom use. I was only using half my brain. I'll spare you the details of what I found two weeks later... but I will say that my nose led me to the forgotten avocados. #theyreeked

6.
Speaking of only using half my brain, if I'm out grocery shopping with little man, I'm pretty much only using a quarter of it. That's how I've, not just once, or twice, but it's been at least three times now, come home with rice pudding. No one in this house eats rice pudding. I think I'm grabbing tapioca, but I'm not. 

7.
Finally, Max and I celebrated seven years of marriage this week! Husby came across my boxed wedding dress while searching for something else, so he brought it down and opened it up to show Parker. I was all giddy and sentimental and asked Parker "Do you know what this is?" figuring of course he would - he's seen photos of our wedding. Parker's response?
That's toilet paper!

Happy almost-Friday, everyone!