Freaky Friday Confessional

I have a very strange gift. I somehow find the coolest, prettiest, smartest and tallest friends. I find the women whom I would assume would never want to be friends with a dork like me, somehow charm them, and we become lifelong friends. I don't know how I get so lucky.

Melissa at Glamazon Mormon Mom is one of these friends. With Melissa there is a major bonus. Not only is she cool, pretty, smart and tall, she has a ginormous rack which is always a great conversation starter and joke subject but if we were ever on a sinking ship we could all just grab on to Melissa and use her ample bosom as a floatation device. Now, that is a win-win for everyone.

Every week Melissa confesses all on her Friday Confessional and we thought it would be fun to introduce one another on our blogs. So while I am over on hers you all get to enjoy the hilarious confessions of Glamazon Mormon Mom over here.

{Disclaimer-I must warn you: she is easy to fall in love with and while I am willing to share her, I am not so willing to share the floatation devices out in the middle of the ocean. Consider yourself warned.}

I confess...

• I have two irrational fears. Birds and brothers.
• Birds: because they are evil, what with their beady little eyes, sharp beaks, talons (seriously, talons? Any animal that has TALONS should be feared), and feather-fluffing. I think it's the feather-fluffing that gets me. Run for your life, that bird is fluffing its feathers!
• Brothers: because, growing up I watched my boy cousin beat up his little sister every dang time we went over, and I was terrified. Whenever I hear girls say, "Oh, I wish I would have had an older brother," I think, "Why? Weren't you scarred enough during your formative years?"
• Mindi, being the sweet and thoughtful person she is, has told me that one day my doorbell will ring, and it will be one of her brothers, holding one of their big scary chickens.
• Whenever my doorbell rings, I cry just a little inside.
• Not really, but seriously. Don't try it. It would be humiliating, and I think I may require therapy for it.
• Well, now that my fears are in writing, I'm thinking I might just require therapy, regardless.
• I think Mindi's only flaw is that she raises chickens
• Or that could be a clever plot on her part to keep me from visiting
• Yesterday a truly remarkable thing happened-all 3 of my babies that are in diapers pooped at the same time
• So I changed 3 poopy diapers, one right after the other. I know, you're jealous.
• I think that my neighbors could have just sent their babies on over, lined them up behind my poopy kids
• And I never would have noticed, just kept changing diapers
• unless someone threw in a poopy chicken, then I would have run for my life.

See what I'm saying?? Go check her out and become a follower! Trust me, you won't regret it!