Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Owning Some Crazy


Morning, folks! 

Grab some coffee and settle on in, cause today we're owning some crazy. 

I did a few of these posts about a year ago, but decided I had a little more crazy in me to share.

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 Word. I mean I'd rather be a Cinnamon Toast Crunch, but you get the point.

Alright - let's get crazy.

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You know when you're listening to the radio and the bits come on with the famous people's introductions? Like "this is Miranda Lambert," "hey it's Luke Bryan," "this is Carrie Underwood." Yeah well 99% of the time when I'm in the car alone, I always say "this is Katy Reeves" at the end. Like outloud. Is that weird? Don't you just want to know how you would sound saying your own name on the radio? I've found that I sound like a dodo who doesn't enunciate well. 

I ugly cry every time Rachel gets off the plane. Like I know she will get off the plane. Why does that still affect me? Oh but it does. But I guess I also still laugh at Chandler's jokes even though I've heard them 20+ times. 

Speaking of ugly cry - unless I'm a good solid 5 on the emotional scale - I'm usually crying. Happy? Crying. Sad? Crying. Overwhelmed with emotion of any kind? Crying. Am I proud of it? NO! It's quite an inconvenience. On Idol I used to cry harder than the contestants when they visited their hometowns. I teared up when Eric got into Pennbrooke (yes, I'm referring to Boy Meets World). I just have all the feels. In fact I already feel bad for my future self at my wedding. My ugly cry is going to ruin all my pictures. 

Whenever I need to go to the gym but don't want to - so like 85% of the time - I put on my bathing suit and stand in front of the mirror. 
...it usually gets me to the gym within the next 15 minutes.

I always always always lose the remote in my comforter. Like why are remote controls a neutral color? I need me a neon remote with blinky lights. You know that cool "fast forward through commercials" thing? Yeah - can't much do that when you can't find the blasted remote. #firstworldproblems #justletmebe

I booty dance in the dressing room when I try on clothes. Always have. My mom says she could always tell which room I was in from the feet that were dancing a jig. It doesn't matter what I'm trying on either. Like will I actually be dropping it like it's hot in my pencil skirt for work? Probably not. But my instincts are to make sure I can do the wobble.
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nytime. Anywhere.

When running late for work I've been known to wash the body and then just blow-dry the sweat into my hair and add baby powder. I don't even have children and I can't find time to fully hygiene myself. I'm doomed. PS - ensure your hair is dried completely before adding baby powder or one will create a white..."paste."

Speaking of hair. Once in high school I was out of shampoo, so I ran downstairs before school and borrowed some of my mom's. I started drying my hair - and it would.not.dry. It was like I put waaaay too much coconut oil in my hair or something. So then I go downstairs, complain to my mother, we look at her shampoo, and the genius bought shampoo for women "of" color, rather than women "with" color. I had to miss first and second periods just to get my hair back to normal. 
#shegethercrazyfromhermama

I'm freakishly afraid of the ocean. I haven't even seen the movie Jaws, but even thinking of swimming in the ocean gives me the willies. Like being surrounded by nothing but water and not being able to see sharks until, oh I don't know, they're chewing on your leg!? No. It's not okay. And my pits are sweaty just thinking about it. Jeff wants to visit the Great Barrier Reef in Australia and I'm staying in the boat. What I can see from the comfort of safety will be enough for me, thanks. #sorryboutchanemo #catchyaonthebigscreen

I have a "sleeping position." Like a sure-fire way to fall asleep. If I am slightly restless, I crawl into this position and I'm out within a couple of minutes. I lay on my stomach, push my head into a (man-made) hole between my pillow and the mattress (my bangs look good the next morning), and put my hands above my head on the pillow. I have the ability to fall into the world's deepest REM cycle within 3 minutes of turning my light out. It's my favorite quality about myself. 

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There's a little crazy. 

To read Crazy - Round One, click here
To read Crazy - Round Two, click here.
To read Crazy - Round Three, click here

Happy Tuesday, everyone!

Until next time,
Katy

1 comments:

  1. I love this! Too funny. I need to start using the same trick to get myself to go to the gym!

    Ashley
    acutelifestyle.blogspot.com

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