{things I’m afraid to tell you}

Every now and again I get a message that starts with something like: “your life is so perfect” or “how do you have your shit together all.the.time”

Ha!  Let’s be real…..I DON’T!!!

I mean, who does?

I’m not living in a life full of unicorns and rainbows.  I’m a mother, a single mother at that.  Daughter.  Sister.  Friend.  Girlfriend.  Full-time worker.  Blogger.  Volunteer.

Life is hard.

I like to think I’m pretty much an open book.  Although, I tend to share things I enjoy.  Things I dig.  Pretty things.  Who wants to post or chat about their flaws on social media?  The internet judgement committee is already working overtime, I personally don’t want to give them any fuel.

The idea of this post is to step out of my comfort zone and perfectly curated + filtered instagram photos and tell you some shit that I don’t post about!

 

So, here we go.  Things I’m afraid to tell you!  Some of my dirty little secrets……

 

I legit crave Taco Bell

You’ll regularly see me posting healthy-ish recipes on my feed.  Not the TB drive thru.  On a normal day, I’d like to say I eat fairly healthy.  I pack my lunch just about every day of the week.  The days I don’t you’ll likely find me in the Taco Bell drive thru.  The only fast food drive-thru I’m down with.  Beefy 5-layer burrito.  Yesss!  Don’t knock it till you try it!  Crunchy tacos.  Have you tried their guac?  It’s damn good!  Not only at 12 am, but at 12 pm too!

 

I fall asleep

Anywhere.  Anytime.  Mid conversation.  Riding passenger…she gone!  Beach Blanket Babylon.  Concerts.  Sitting at a blackjack table.  You name it.  This homegirl is straight up tired.

 

I hate to shave my legs

I know, so TMI!  Some of my girlfriends say they shave everyday?  Say whatttt?  I’m more of a I’m wearing shorts today, guess I better shave.  I guess you could call me a special occasion shaver?  Thank god for jeans!

 

I swear….A LOT

This one may be a little more obvious?  I drop the F bomb A LOT!   I have a trucker’s mouth.  I can’t F*ing help it!  Whoop…s*it, sorry!  Tried the rubber band trick.  The stick a quarter in a jar idea.  I even gave up cursing for lent.

 

I drink

Sometimes way more than I should.  I like wine.  I like beer.  I like tequila.  Pretty much everything.  And I LOVE socializing around drinks.  It’s been a huge part of my life since, well, high school?  And I haven’t really ever stopped.  Except for that one time, that 9 months I was knocked up.  I drink when I’m happy.  I drink to celebrate.  I drink a lot when I’m pissed.  Or sad.   Sometimes I even drink so much I forget how I got to bed.  I recently challenged myself to give up alcohol.  Not forever…F that!  Just for a moment in time.  Just kinda curious what it feels like.  Ha!  We’ll have to dig into that more later.  Oh and that drink in my photo.  That’s my lime La Croix over ice.  With a salted rim + a slice of lime.  Virgin margarita.  Who am I?

 

I walk around naked

…A LOT!  Mainly in the morning.  Or when I’m getting ready.  And at night.  Basically all the time.  lol. Bay too!  We’re very comfortable in the nude, I guess.  Ask my homegirl Alex, she’s unexpectedly experienced me in my birthday suit not too long ago.  I’m pretty sure all my neighbors have seen more of me than they should.

 

I love to cook

For other people!  Bailey, Cory, family + friends.  LOVE it!  If it’s just me….chips + salsa it is!  I do not enjoy cooking for myself.  There’s just something about sitting at the table and enjoying a home cooked meal with another.  Even if it’s just my 11 year old daughter.  Cooking is how I sometimes show my love.  Weird, huh?

 

I don’t care about politics

Mainly talking politics.  I have zero interested.  I don’t watch the news either.  #nightmares And I’m afraid to tell people this.  I know I should care.  Maybe when I grow up?  🙂

 

I don’t really have marble counter tops

You know all my pretty food pics with those gorgeous white marble counter tops?  God, aren’t they beautiful?  It’s really just a roll of marble wrapping paper from Etsy.  I think my girlfriend Sarah P felt bad for me and gifted me a marble slab from her house reno that she had leftover.  I now have a slab + wrapping paper to choose from.  My rental house has godawful greenish tile counters with green grout.  I can’t even make this crap up.

 

I am terrible with names 

I don’t forget a face, but I 99% of the time cannot for the life of me, remember your name.  Oh, and that’s the main reason I really suck at introducing people.  Hi “whats-your-face” this is “I cannot fucking remember”  Nice to meet you!

 

I’m insecure too

I overly critique every photo of myself and half the time end up deleting them.  Truth is, I’m not fully confident in my own skin every single day.  Like you may think.  I have stretch marks.  Teenage acne scars.  Oily skin.  Belly fat.  I could go on and on.  But, MOST days I embrace the living hell out of them.

 

I also can’t spell for shit.  I’m a yeller, a cryer….I cry a lot.  A control freak.   Man, I could keep going!  Ha!  But, you’d all probably stop following me, so I think I’ll leave it at that!  Ha!

 

The point of why I’m sharing this is, I want you to know that my days are not perfect, even though, my pictures may appear that way.  My days rarely are perfect.  I can’t even remember that last time I had a “perfect” day!!!

 

xoxo stacyb