1) I dreamed that I had a baby last night. Whenever that happens, I slam the alarm off and try so hard to go back to sleep, hoping to recapture the dream. Then I become irrationally angry that I can't go back to sleep. Then I typically take a pregnancy test, because everyone knows that's the next logical thing to do. And it's totally not expensive at all.
2) In my car I pretend I am on
3) My grandfather has Alzheimer's and he likes getting mail so I've been sticking cards in the mail to him every day. That probably seems sweet, but the truth is that it upsets me to talk to him on the phone and sending cards is an easier thing to do. I feel terribly about this.
4) I secretly love the Macarena.
5) I made plum bread last week and ate the whole loaf before Jeff even came home. He is not even aware that the plum bread was ever in existence. Sentences like that one are what make people send me anonymous emails about eating disorders, but it was a really small loaf.
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