12 True Confessions for a Tuesday

    I feel the need to confess...It is said confession is good for the soul, but these are so surface, they're coming from Shallow El, not from the depths of my soul:

• My treadmill is plugged into a surge protector so I can turn it off when not in use.  Sometimes, in wasted attempts to turn it on, I hit that little red switch 12 times with my big ol' running shoe before I finally bend over to flip it with my finger (which is way easier than using my foot, but I always seem to forget that).  Lazy.  Reminder to self:  you do bend at the waist.
• I often eat when I drive, and I drive a stick.  No tickets or accidents. Last week, I devoured an entire package of my beloved Red Vines between the grocery store and home.  Wait, the amount of candy I eat is the real confession...
• I run like a girl.  I don't mean that in a disparaging way toward anyone else. And I certainly don't mean it in an empowering way. I mean it in an I'm-almost-50-and-have-never-been-athletic way. (Started week five of C25K yesterday, I'm okay, but next week may kill me.) 
• I talk during yoga class.  So much for the serenity of the experience.  I know it bugs some folks, but others appreciate my questions.  I mean, we are there to learn, right?  Okay, okay, I'll shut up.
• It drives me crazy when pictures on facebook:  lack captions or tags, are so blurry they shouldn't be posted, or are oriented wrong.  (My summer's been so uneventful, farmers' market photos have become my facebook photo mainstays. So I should shut up here, too.)
• The phone I have?  I use it to make calls.  No texting, no 'Net, no nothin' else.  I am not a techie gadget person.
• That being said, there are three things I would enjoy having:  a laptop (I'm typing this post on a dying dinosaur of a PC), a fancy shmancy camera (I want to be artsy-fartsy), and firmer thighs.  I think right now the latter is the most likely, thanks to the above mentioned running like a girl and yoga. I'll take them, when they decide to arrive.
• My hair is short now, and to keep it from curling (as if) due to summer humidity I wear clips like the one pictured above while my hair is drying while at home or in my car.  If you ever see me wearing one, will you tell me to remove it?  (Don't mock yesterday's hair, this pic is a self-portrait taken after a Benadryl induced nap.  Bad. Hair. Day.)
• Though I my interaction with Brad's family is limited to just about none, he has asked me to collect books for him to give his grandkids.  I miss his grandkids, and I love books, so heck yeah I do it!
• I like to wear dresses because people think I'm all decked out when really I like them 'cause they are so easy to put on.  So if I've slept late, am running late, or feel fat, I just may show up all girlie.  Look for it.
• I cannot eat just one cookie.  Of course if said cookie has coconut on it or in it, then  I will not eat even one. Coconut, bleah!  Maybe I should buy only coconut candy? 
• Speaking of nutrition, actually a lack thereof,  I bought a bottle of 100 vitamins, One-A-Day brand in fact, about 350 days ago. There are still vitamins in the bottle.  Do the math.

      I'm sure there are hundreds of things I do each day that cause God, my friends, my husband and you to shake a head.  As I wrote this, I thought of a woman who recently told me, "Wow, you have it all together!"  Shocked, I looked at her and said, "Oh if you only really knew."  And I'm reminded of when a younger woman I once knew told me I was a know-it-all, when truly, I go through each day recognizing how little I do know and how much I have yet to learn.  I roll my eyes at myself!