Not the least bit guilty about loving it. The one show I looked forward to seeing each week. Now I'm looking forward to Masked Singer again.
My husband makes fun of it and of me for watching it....but I don't care.
I wanted Sloth to win as well, and I knew it was Maks, but that's not why. He was so good and so much fun to watch. I was okay with Cotton Candy winning, she was good. So was Tulip.
I'm impressed. I tried years ago and got bogged down in all the battle descriptions and gave it up.
Read this years ago. I'm currently reading Journey of Souls by Michael Newton. Definitely believe reincarnation is real.
I'm not that crazy about choclate these days, but the boxed kind with coconut filling are pretty good. Flowers I'd rather see in gardens, and I don't wear any jewelry now except my wedding band, and a fitbit watch if you call that jewelry. My favorite gem is Opal, my birthstone, and of course...
When I was a kid I tripped walking through a field and fractured my arm right arm, in a cast for awhile. I broke a couple toes walking up the stairs. I've been pretty luck
The only time Austin is interested in being in the kitchen is when I start cooking. I've tried a lot of things but I've gotten to picking him up and putting him on the counter by the sink and petting him up there. Usually he'll stay. I think I made a mistake petting him in the kitchen because...
I'm trying to use that method to teach him to stop scratching the TV. He's not as bad as he used to be, but he still does it. If he gets up there on the table, that's fine. If he starts to scratch I'll pick him up and put him on his scratchy. It's to the point he'll stop if he sees me get up.