i caved…! if y’all really knew me…
you’d know I had never imagined myself having a boy. All of my real life friends know this, but it feels funny to admit it here. Maybe because I’m comfortable with girl stuff, and not at all with boy stuff. I secretly felt like the boy wouldn’t connect with me because I don’t understand and have little patience for sports / boy stuff. (silly, but true). I re-read this recently, and realized it truly does not matter. I’m already crazy in love with him.
you’d know that I see my mom most days, and at the very least talk to her a couple times throughout the day.
you’d know I love red hair.
you’d know that I’m not usually made up. I wear make up just a couple times a week.
you’d know that I am often moved to tears. and I am the worlds ugliest crier.
you’d know that I cannot stand it when people jokingly say something about being skinny. it is not nice. especially when you haven’t missed a meal.
you’d know that I do not like being home alone at night. every noise I hear is someone comin’ to get me.
you’d know that I’m a prude. Cue the blush.
you’d know that I reach out, that most of the time my compassion runs deep.
you’d know that I do not like to do my hair.
you’d know it is a rare day when I don’t have an avocado on something, or just plain with s&p.
you’d know that I’ve been close to passing out from someone telling me their birth story. I’m still coming to terms with what I’ll have to do come January. (
… Did you do one of these? I’d love to read it – link yours in the comments below please.
What’s something I wouldn’t know just from your blog?