It's Ok...

And again I say, it's ok...

...to write verbal letters to people you want to say overly honest things too. (Example: Dear woman letting her kid throw things on the ground at Target and smack you in the face, you are what's wrong with parenting today. Love, Becca)

...to only wear blue on Sunday's during football season (even to church) because it's 'goodluck' for the Colts.

...to fatten up all your friends with yummy baked goods because baking is theraputic but you're on a diet. (this works better with guy friends than girl friends, I've found)

...to LIVE in the honesty box, not just visit.

...to be picky about your coffee, even though you're going to dowse it in fat free, dairy free creamer.

...to shamelessly recruit pen pals on your blog because you just LOVE snail mail.

...to get behind on laundry.

...to have your 'go to' lunch when you forget yours at home be a bean burrito from Taco Bell because they're 300 calories and $1.06 - yum.

...to obsess over your budget in an attempt to convince yourself you don't hate budgeting (when really you want to buy a million sweaters and boots for the fall you won't have in Florida).

...to wish you could run half as far and/or as fast as your 6 month pregnant sister - but make no effort towards such a goal.

...to call your best friend (or your mom) and start the convo 'I need 2 minutes to whine, then I'll return us to our regularly scheduled talk' and vent like a crazy for 120 seconds.

...to be so strong through hard stuff and then cry over something stupid (like your microwave breaking or a bad haircut).

...to be suspicious of all strangers because you've seen too many lifetime movies. (craiglist killer anyone?!)

And one last one thanks to Jess's comment on my post earlier this week - ...to get a funk every now and then (as long as you beat it, eventually, I might add).

Love,

B