I saw this link up over at The Vintage Apple and knew I had to join in!
I am a few days late to the game but wanted to join in on the fun, nonetheless!
Plus, who doesn't love CeeLo? Have you seen that pink bird he has this season on the Voice? Now, that is crazy!
Does it make me crazy that I absolutely HATE for my hands to be dirty? Mud, dirt, sticky anything. I can not stand it. It gives me the heeby geebies. That faucet commercial where everyone's hands are covered in dirt and goo...worst nightmare. I have to change the channel when it comes on.
Does it make me crazy that I've developed an obsession with Instagram.
Does it make me crazy that I don't really like football. I just can't get into it...but I enjoy having it on so I can get a lot of crafting done with the Mister is occupied, ha.
Does it make me crazy that I refuse to eat lunch before noon. I physically can't do it.
Does it make me crazy that I hate to be interrupted while I eat. Therefore I won't sit down to a meal if I know I am going to get interrupted/have to get up. I really love eating and think it should be enjoyed to the fullest whenever you do it.
Does it make me crazy that if I could adopt every dog in the world I would. I would have a house full of them!
Does it make me crazy that I refuse to drink Diet Pepsi. Diet Coke all the way, all day every day.
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I think I'm also a potentially crazy dog lady! I just love them and want to give them all good homes! And dirty hands?! Ick. I hate it.
I'm totally with you on the lunch time! Anything in the 11 o'clock hour is still breakfast time to me. A few weekends ago we had to go out of town late one morning and my husband decided to stop at Firehouse Subs at 10:30AM for LUNCH! Ugh, it grossed me out so much!
I linked up on Tues with Michelle! Most people ppl who don't know think it's "Crazy" that Cee Lo Geen is AKA Gnarls Barkley! What is with singers and alter ego creations? LOL
If you're crazy, I am too. Obsessed with instagram (@EmPri88), I don't eat lunch before 1... unless it's brunch. And you better not give me a diet pepsi. I will beat you.
xo, Emily
bluedogbelle.blogspot.com
NONE of these things make you crazy! I can't eat lunch before noon either. And I would totally adopt every dog too!
hahaha I love your reason for why you like football lol perfect!
Well, I'm pretty sure you're crazy if you don't like diet pepsi!!! Just kidding. I guess I'll still read your blog if you drink the "other stuff." LOL I did this on Tuesday - you'll have to take a look... I know I'm pretty crazy, but the Mr's does that make me crazy tops my craziness! ;)
This is too funny. But I'm totally with you on being anti-Diet Pepsi and being obsessed with Instagram. Therefore I say those things are completely normal...
Girl, you and I are cut from the same cloth :) 1)hate that darn commercial, creeps me out 2) obsessed with insta (totally following you now, whoo!) 3) don't understand why everyone's dying over football season starting, not my thing 4) etc etc etc.
The only thing I differ on is the coke/diet pepsi thing. Don't get me wrong, coke is my thannnnnng, but i work on a college campus and it's sponsored by pepsi so it's all they've got. Yick. In a pinch, I'll suck it up, but I hate every minute of it.
I am literally laughing in my seat as i read this! the interrupting lunch part got me. I can just picture you at your old job being BOMBARDED with questions!! Ah good times ;)
We would be crazy together with a million dogs. I feel the same way!
Jayme @ Her Late Night Cravings
ha, i love this link up, it's funny!!
Diet Pepsi is gross. If I can't get a diet coke, I would probably do a regular Pepsi instead. I feel like I joined instagram late, but I am also obsessed with it.
What?! That hand commercial is my favorite.
And I want to house every dog in the world too yet I don't even have the room to house one :(
I saw that you got a shout out on Kait's blog too and wanted to come say hi! I HATE having dirty hands. It has become an odd obsession, and I'm hoping it doesn't turn into OCD. Must. Have. Clean. Hands.
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