I'm a Thief

After reading my friend's blog yesterday I saw this super cool challenge. From there I went to the challenge's originator's site (mouthful). Tales of a Hockey Wife started this five days ago my friends. (Catch up on her progress here.) I thought this was a great idea. Something fun and interesting to get everyone involved in. And by everyone I mean myself. Because let's be honest, I have no pull in the world of blogs. Bullocks!

*Am I the only one who sort of got confused starting at ten on day one and not one on day one? You can say it ... Yes!

Here we go: TEN SECRETS!

1. Lately I have been questioning my long time choice of favorite food. This will surprise the people who know me. It's always been cheeseburgers. So I thought. But maybe it's actually the universal accompaniment to the cheeseburger?

I feel like I've let someone down.

2. Over the past few years I have realized that I'm afraid of a lot of things. Like embarrassing myself, getting hurt, not doing a good job, etc. Things I used to know were no big deal. I mean, who doesn't get embarrassed sometimes? It only hurts for a second. And you can always get better, or you just plain are better at some things!

3. I love Twitter. Not Facebook. Who wouldn't love those cute little birdies?

4. If I had to change one thing about my body it would not be my A cup. Nope. Sorry big boob lovers. I could name quite a few things that I would like to change though. But that could take up all 10 secrets. And nobody wants to hear someone else complain about their insecurities. Fact.

5. I make lots of noises when I sleep. I also have really bad nightmares. Matt says I make this noise where I basically sound like I'm driving a race car. And I do it over and over and over and over until he has to hit me to wake me up. And my nightmares, well, they're scary!! I scream a lot, moan, struggle. I'm a weirdo okay?

Go Erin Go!

6. I have NEVER liked sweets. Cake, cookies, candy - bleh! But, of course, in the past few months I've had a little sweet tooth. It's really ticking me off. And hurting my waistline.

Don't be fooled. That there is sugar.

7. I semi-wish I cared more about more things. And by more things I mean everything! And by semi I mean I don't even care enough to be worried about not caring enough. Get it?

8. I hate wine. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it. How do you drink it without your face looking like this:

9. I watch hockey even when Matt isn't around. But for some reason it doesn't make me like it any better. I still don't totally know the game (I don't act like I do either), I don't have a favorite team/player (unless you count whatever team Matt is on, and Matt), I don't want to talk about it (ever), and I find myself zoning out often while watching the game. Maybe this year I'll work on that.

Can you find my hubby?

10. Here's a kicker ... I'm going to be a bad mom. I just know it. I have never liked kids enough to be really good with them. They cry way too much for me and I'm really, really, really good at pretending I can't hear them. I don't swoon over new borns the way most girls do. But I'm not a total biatch to kids either. I'm just not really sure what to do with them? This could be bad. Or as they say "It's different when it's your own."