Honestly Honest, v.2

I struggled over whether to do another of these posts after the first time.  Truth be told, when I write posts like this I'm afraid that I come across as kind of an attention whore...like, LOOK HOW REAL I AM PEOPLE.  Really, honestly, I just think I'm ridiculous and I enjoy sharing that with you good people.  At the risk of sounding obnoxiously insecure, I hope you don't misunderstand my intent.

Anyway the point of this post and its original post, if you didn't read that one, was to kind of bust up the typical "show only the good side on my blog" thing.  Not that I criticize those who choose to do this, I just enjoy being kind of gross.

That being said:

1. It's winter in Maine, which means I don't shave my pasty-ass legs.  To be honest, I've shaved them since this picture, but that's only because I have a tattoo coming up. Think this is TMI?  Be thankful I didn't show you my armpits.

Also, since I'm being honest: I have a better picture of the hairiness, but it showed my underwear on the floor, and that seemed a bit much.

2. This is what my hair looks like after I shower:

3. This is what I look like when I shower at night and sleep on my hair:

4. We don't sweep as often as we should.

5. This is as far as we have gotten in moving.  And we move in T-4 days.

So how are YOU?  

Oh, and Happy Valentine's Day!

Honestly Honest

I read this post that Danielle wrote earlier this week and it got me thinking about blogging and how we portray ourselves.

I am no stranger to comparing myself to others.  I did it long before blogs and I'm sure I'll do it for the rest of my life.  Blogs are interesting because they allow us to put out only what we want, which usually ends up making ourselves look good.  That's not a comment on anyone in particular--I think it's human nature to only show our best selves, especially when you're facing so much potential criticism from the Internet.  Sadly this usually means that we end up comparing ourselves fruitlessly to a mirage, and as we all know, if we compare ourselves to perfection we will always fall short.

I'm learning more and more to not compare myself to anyone, because no one is perfect and I can only live life in the way that seems the most logical to me.

I like to think that my blog is pretty honest.  I'm pretty sure that if any of you met me in real life--as some of you have, and you can correct me if I'm wrong--you'd see that I'm pretty much the exact same person I portray on my blog.  I try not to hide my proud moments and my not-so-proud moments because my favorite blogs to read are the honest ones--the ones that remind me that we're all people, that we all have problems, and that it is our struggles that help define our lives.

That said, I decided to share some true honesty with you today, just to snap you back into reality if you had any delusions of my perfection (I have no delusions about this and assume you do not, but still, this will be fun, I promise).

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1.  Rob and I hate folding laundry and haven't folded a load in probably around 4 months.  We get our clothes from here more frequently than our own dressers:

2. Rob and I are often too lazy to actually change a roll of toilet paper, so we end up sort of propping the new roll on top of the spent roll and call it good.  

3. This is seriously what our bedroom looks like right now.  Note that my dog has more beds than I do.

4. Remember the rug I so provocatively posed with in this post?  Yeah, it's still there.

5. Our kitchen table looks like this.  Obviously we don't eat here.

6. My muffin top is all that, whole-grain, low-fat.

So there you go - total, unflinching honesty from yours truly.

This has to make it easier for the rest of you.  Just the pictures alone make me anxious.