10 Day You Challenge - Day One

It seems like a blog challenge is the perfect way to get my “blogging” feet wet. I promise to be brutally honest. No one wants to read a bunch fluffy, typical answers. Including me. So, here we go....

Day One – Ten Secrets

1. I am a terrible house keeper. If you should find yourself at my house for a visit, and you notice that it looks like the house has just been scrubbed from top to bottom only ten minutes prior, well, it is probably because it has. Company is the majority of my motivation to clean house. Now erase visions of the Hoarders you see on TV with mold and bugs crawling everywhere; it is no where near that extent. But if you should come over unannounced, you will most likely find: unmade beds, dishes in the sink, clothes in the bathroom floor, and various snack wrappers hanging around. I will say that I am trying with all my might to become “Little Suzie Homemaker,” and I have made leaps and bounds. Once children are in the picture, I know that it will be harder and even more necessary to keep a tidy home, but right now, with just the two of us, I am not breaking my back to have a squeaky clean home.

2. I am addicted to reality TV. All of it. I think this stems from my love for people watching. I am so intrigued by others. So it is almost like sitting at the Walmart or Mall, but from the comfort of your own couch. Some I watch these shows because they are touching, some because they interesting, some because I am interested in the content, and some because it is like watching a train wreck. Unfortunately, my dear Hubby does not share my love of reality TV. Thank goodness for the DVR and a second TV!

3.I struggle with body image. Now before everyone goes and tells me I am silly and I have nothing to worry about, I know. I am probably smaller than the average sized woman in America. But that is not good enough for me. Having a very fit husband who spends hours in the gym seems like it would be a motivator, actually it has the opposite effect on me. It is a vicious cycle for me. Growing up, I was active, ate everything I wanted and always dancing. Always. After my ankle injuries, I moved home and stopped dancing. This is where it all began. I had quit dancing, but I did not alter my eating habits. You do the math: lots of calories in, and very few burnt. So naturally, my years of toned, lean dancer muscles are slowly fading away to a slightly flabby consistency. That is not OK. It is so frustrating to be out of shape when a majority of your life you were in great shape. I don't want to be the skinny girl with every bone showing. I do want to be fit, toned, and curvy, like a woman should be. I plan to make this my goal for 2012.

4. I have had plastic surgery. Some will know this because they were with me through the process, some have probably wondered due to outward appearance, and some probably had no idea. The “girls” are three years old. I made the decision to have the surgery because it was a source of low self-esteem for me. I am all for making changes that will make you feel better about yourself. It was a well thought out decision with months of planning. I have not regretted it for one instant. Yes, plastic surgery has a stigma. I do think that doing it to fit in or make others happy is the wrong choice, but I see nothing wrong with a little improvement to make yourself feel better.

5. I could not live without my cell phone. I use Google at least ten times a day. If there is a question that I don’t have the answer to, big or small, I will do the research. Of course, I also spend time on Facebook, stalking people here and there. Lately, Pinterest has had most of my attention. I love that site! All of my pent up creative juices have burst out into the open. And it feels nice. Ed would probably like to throw my phone off the side of Lookout Mountain, but it is really has become my life line to the world, weather, friends, and family.

6. I cannot wait to be a mother. Many of my friends are either pregnant or new mothers, so I definitely have the “fever.” I cant wait to be pregnant with a big belly, and to have someone who depends on me completely, and who I love with the deepest love imaginable. I know I cant comprehend what is like until I am there, but hopefully, soon it will be my turn.

7. I love to cry. Actually, I make it a point to do it weekly. This either means that I have a issues or that I am subconsciously boosting my mental health. I have always heard that it is healthier to get it out than keep it in. I definitely get it out. It doesn’t matter if I am crying because I am happy or sad, it still feels good. If it has been a few days without a good cry, then I pop in one of my trusty old DVDs that always do the trick. “Shakespeare in Love” and “How to Make An American Quilt” are two of my top picks. Actually, I think I am due a good cry....

8. I have an OCD tendency to avoid numbers that aren’t divisible by five. Anything that can be set to a various number must be placed in a number that fits this description. I seem to have the biggest problem with the volume controls on the TV. So, if I don't have the remote, I don't even look when the volume is being set. By the way, my Mother in Law's TV's volume control only goes up to sixty-four. Really?! What kind of ridiculous idea is that. Of all the numbers.

9. I also have a little sensory habit from my childhood that I cant shake. I told you guys I was going to be honest. I hope no one calls the shrink on me. I am sure everyone knows the baby blankets that have the silk/satin ribbon around the edge. Well, I like to take the edge and run it through my fingers. I think it is the smooth feeling of the cool satin that I like. I don’t really know. I occasionally catch my self running the kids blankets through my fingers at nap time. Oh, dear. I sound like a nutcase.

10. I am addicted to eating ice. Typically, I run out of ice before I run out of beverage. I am really surprised that my teeth aren’t completely smooth. I have heard that this is a craving that a lot of people who suffer from anemia have, which fits my description. I know this final secret wasn't as intriguing, but I was searching for the final interesting fact about me.

I hope you enjoyed my secrets, and that you don’t think that I am a complete lunatic. Check back tomorrow for Day Two – Nine Loves...