Confessions of 2011

  1. I’ve always wanted to own a pair of pink crocs with rainbows and flower plug-in pins.  I’ve just not been brave enough to withstand the teasing
  2. Despite my non-love of fish, I’ve always wished I could swim in the sea and let the waves bob me up and down with the ebb and flow of the water
  3. I love spending time alone.  As much as I love spending time with people, I wrestle with my inner self 9 times out of 10 to not choose to stay at home alone.  It’s bad, but it’s not uncontrollable.
  4. I’ve undergone a major personality change.  It’s like I’ve turned into the opposite of who I was ten years ago.  Loud, irresponsible, carefree 17 year old me, where are you?
  5. I’m broody.  Severely so.

Now it’s your turn to confess 5 things about yourself in 2011, in the comments section.

PS: Gloria?  Fired. Thenksgot.


  1. BiancaW says:

    Gloria fired! For real? Thanks Got for that . She was annoying the crap out of ME!

    Have a baby dude. Make yourself a little jew. All the other stuff can come after!!

    Come on! Crocs? Don’t do it!!

    • Shebee says:

      “Make yourself a little Jew” <- while this made me giggle, it also made me realise that it's not just up to me. Sigh. I'll get onto nagging Jon in between the worlds best blowjobs. That'll make it happen 😉

    • Shebee says:

      Yes, fired! While my blog may suffer, my sanity will not!
      I’m so relieved about it, I honestly can’t even tell you. We’ve already replaced her with Thembi, who did a french pedi on my feet last Tuesday afternoon. It was rad.

  2. alidaonline says:

    My confessions/replies/whatever …

    1. I owned a pair of Crocs. You don’t want to walk down that dark path.
    2. Swimming in the sea terrifies me. I can swim but being submerged in water (anywhere other than a bath) really just doesn’t float my boat.
    3. With you a million times over except that I find it very hard to actually say yes to invitations. I am the Queen of Alternate Arrangements Already Made.
    4. I’ve become more rigid in who I am. Ten years ago I would bend to keep everyone happy. Now, not so much. Or at all. Actually not at all. Well maybe sometimes.
    5. So not broody. I was secretly hoping that as I got older this would change because even if I still didn’t choose to have a kid I would at least be normal and like every other woman I know. Clearly normal isn’t something I’m going to be.

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