little secrets...

we all have secrets. some you share with only your very best girlfriend or your old roommate in college because he was the only one who got it. some secrets you plan on taking to the grave. like that time i was eight years old. i accidentally walked out of a vons supermarket with a pack of gum and didn't go back to pay for it, nor did i tell my mom because i was too scared. oops.

other secrets are little, and maybe not intentionally meant to be locked away. tiny rituals that just go unnoticed, maybe even to yourself. or maybe it's something you do in private and just don't share with anyone else. whatever it is, it's nice to think you have some mystery about you. i started thinking about my own teensy personality wrinkles, how sometimes i don't even realize i am checking to make sure i locked my car door for the fifth time. i think of the meisms i will continue to keep to myself, maybe forever. not out of shame but just for the sake of anonymity. and then i pondered the eccentricities that make me laugh and thought why not let them free? sounds fun, right? here goes.

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two years and five months after giving birth to knox i still use the handicap stall. i like the extra space!

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1-5 seconds before the microwave is timed to stop heating my food i hit stop. i can't stand the superfluous beeps!

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also, we don't own a microwave at home. josh hates them. so i secretly love nuking things at the kitchen at work.

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i will watch the same movie a million times before investing in watching a new one. 200 Cigarattes and Paris, Je T'aime  are my forever favorites. yes, forever!

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i totally had a thing for wil wheaton from approximately age 11-13. i even wrote a special song about him. i can't remember all of it now (imagine if i did?) but part of it went like this: "wil wheaton comes down from the sky / oh oh /  to save me from the bad guys / oh oh!"

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i totally could have been somebody. thankfully, wil wheaton , aka WESLEY CRUISHER, never heard my song and fell in love with me. i heard he's a total jerk in IRL. maybe i should have held on to that one...

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i own eight pairs of tan ankle boots and am currently hunting for another. they call this a uniform!

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i hate hate hate to waste food. i will try to come up with a stupid amount of ways to save a half-eaten apple.

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i am terrible at catch phrases. it's a running joke with josh and me. he thinks it's really funny and cute, like english is my second language (actually it is!) and if he wasn't like the nicest guy on the planet i would think he was making fun of me. so sometimes even when i know the phrase i still jumble it up. because it makes him laugh.

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last one! knox is my favorite son. omg just kidding! i love maxwell + knox exactly the same amount, and until they came along i couldn't comprehend how that was really possible. but it really, really is. and that is no secret.

any not-so-secrets you care to share?

xoxo,

sony