This one survey says yes.
moms
hickeys
A hickey? For serious?
lost car
Every time I lose a card (anything important really) I tell myself, "This is it! This is the last time! I will be responsible and amazing from this day forward." And, well, you know how that story ends.
hit it first
The whole sad affair got me to thinking about all the sorry clowns out there who could potentially throw a bitter wrench all up in my flow.
bad dreams
This is also just an excuse to publish a bunch of rad pictures of the Milester.
school fights
Clearly I'm always in the wrong place at the right time.
scars
This is my left arm after an angry bubble of olive oil attacked me for no good reason.
junk food
Isn't nagging just extra caring?
faking it
And like most early onset curmudgeons I consider my inability to BS people one of my better qualities.
deodorant
Turns out some things just might be just for men.
cupcakes
According to the numbers, cupcakes are no longer the go-to ironic party snack. What's next?
makeup
I physically can't bring myself to get rid of makeup that I just KNOW is still good.
retail
It's a definite sign of getting older when your brand loyalty changes.
cellulite
So I have cellulite now. Like that's a thing.
jeans
I have about TEN pairs of jeans that I can't get past my knees, but I will never get rid of them. Ever.
superstitions
Yes, I'm that superstitious.
toilets
I'm probably one of the grosser people you know, but even I draw the line somewhere.
workout videos
See, my plan today was to workout strictly by osmosis and strangely I feel quite accomplished.
spring cleaning
My boots are literally on their last legs.
text interpretation
There's a website dedicated to crowd sourcing the subtext of a text. Awesome? Or Awful?
hater app
Why does the idea of a "dislike" button on Facebook fill me with sooooo much joy?
grape juice
I swapped out wine for grape juice with disastrous (OK, just surprising) results.
incentives
To get from 9 to 5 without screwing around on the Internet all day I make little deals with myself.
pet beds
I never considered myself one of "those" dog owners, but, let's face it, I so am.
