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I feel like everyone and their brother in the social media world thinks Chobani greek yogurt is the shit. Well folks, I've tried them all and I'm convinced you people have never had GOOD greek yogurt. They all taste like stinky feet. Even the supposed kid friendly one with CHOCOLATE in it was gross. How can you mess up chocolate??? I'll stick with my Oikos from now on thank you very much.
Jamie got a train set for Christmas, but we don't really have anywhere good to keep it setup full time so usually on the weekends we bust it out. I've become extremely OCD that it be setup exactly the way it's shown on the box. If even a tree or house is out of place, my inner two year old comes out.
Last week I washed our sheets. Around 11 when we went to bed, I realized no one had ever put clean ones back on. It was late. We were lazy. So we slept in the guest room.
The only person I will kiss on the lips is my husband. That's it. No one else. Including my own child. I just think it's weird.
My husband rarely goes out. Like probably never. So once in a blue moon if he wants to do something sans his wife and child I should be totally cool with that right? Well the other day when he told me he was going to be home late because he was grabbing drinks with a friend I was legit mad that I'd now be stuck doing dinner and bedtime routine alone after a shitty day at work. I'm ashamed my husband couldn't even enjoy one night out without getting a huge guilt trip from his moody wife.
Jamie loves to help feed the dog, it's become his daily "chore." Well recently he's become more interested in taste testing the food himself. One morning after listening to him whine about it for the millionth time I told him fine, eat the dog food. Sure enough he did. And I don't care. It was one piece.
I recently started Jillian's infamous 30 day shred. The only weights I could find were 2 pound ones which I figured wouldn't be a challenge at all. I mean come on. TWO pounds?? Jokes on me. My out of shape ass is still getting her butt handed to her everyday. 2 pound weights and all.
Despite the fact that we have like 30 feet of snow on the ground with NO sign of spring, Jamie's summer wardrobe is pretty much complete. I like to call it wishful thinking. In reality? It will probably be August before we see grass and he even needs those shorts.
Confessions. They're good for the soul.
What do you need to get off your chest this week??