Last week, I went to my friend Misty’s house. As soon as I walked in the door, she declared, “I have to stop reading your blog.”
“Why?” I asked.
“Because it makes me feel bad,” she admitted. You see, it appears that maybe I sound too good on my blog. Or, at least I have as long as Misty has been reading.
I do try to post from time to time about how homeschooling hasn’t gone exactly as expected, I get too caught up in how people think of me, I break good habits, I have a phone phobia, and my bladder just isn’t what it used to be.
But, maybe I haven’t been talking about anything like that lately. So, to make Misty feel better (and maybe some other people too), I will try to post once a week (or every couple of weeks) about some real life confession of something not so pretty about my life. Sure, it may not always be ugly, it might just be something quirky or funny. But, anyway, it will be a way for the Mistys out there to know that I don’t spend all my time making meals for families in need and knitting hats.
So, for my very first confession…
I made rice krispie treats for the first time when I was a teenager. When I made them, I managed to burn them three different times. Yes, three times.
How is that even possible, you may ask.
1. I burnt the butter when I started to melt it first.
2. I then burnt the marshmallows when I added them to the butter. (I think it was new butter at this point.)
3. I kept the mixture on the heat when I put in the rice krispies, and I managed to burn that as well.
So, Misty, consider this your first dose of feeling better about yourself. So, now are you going to stop being so skinny, cute, and fashionable so that I can feel better about myself?
photo by Morgennebel
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