If you’re new around here, confessions is a time for us to all unburden ourselves of the silliness we’re feeling at the moment. I share dumb things, then you share dumb things, and we all have a better day because of it.
Let’s get started!
I just realized the other day that thanks to CFL and LED lightbulbs, my children don’t know the “agony” of constantly changing lightbulbs. Remember when we all used incandescent bulbs and it seemed like 1-3 went out in the house EVERY week?
Sure, they were dirt cheap, but dang we changed a lot of lightbulbs. Back when I was a kid….
Nothing is funnier to me in Facebook recipe groups than the “mansplaining” that happens. As bloggers, when we share recipes in groups, we put a 1-2 sentence “set up” when sharing the link. It helps get engagement and keeps people clicking on the recipe.
Recently, I shared a soup recipe in an Instant Pot group with the snippet “I think we’re rethinking year-round soccer for our son; wow is it cold! Thankfully, I have this Chicken Pot Pie Soup waiting for me at home”. It’s an obvious setup. Anyone who has um, ever seen a commercial or listened to a stand-up routine knew where I was headed.
Dear Lord, the amount of “advice” I got from males in the group was astounding. One tried to explain to me how to go to a ski shop to get clothes. Another, recommended I share carpooling duties with another family so that I didn’t have to be out in the elements.
However, my favorite comment of the day? “This is the warmest December on record. It’s not even cold yet”.
On the flip side, the female responses to my silly setup questions are so aggressive and defensive. When sharing this pot roast recipe, my snippet was “did anyone else grow up eating super dry pot roast? Thankfully, the Instant Pot makes roast super tender”. Again, have you ever seen a commercial in your life?
The response ranged from (in all caps) “MY MOTHER WAS A FANTASTIC COOK AND SO I AM” to “no, my family knew how to cook”. What is the response to that? “Great…good for you”?
The moral of the story – everybody just needs to unclench. And know when you’re being marketed to. Which is always.
Why are small children wired to put their drink at the very edge of the table during mealtime? And why are they constantly surprised when it falls onto the floor?
I feel like I move Bennett’s glass away from the edge about 43,910 times per meal. Give or take. And I swear if you mansplain that we should use sippy cups, I’ll kick you.
Due to incredibly dry eyes, I had to start using daily contacts instead of monthlies. And they are A LOT more expensive. I have eyes that are very sensitive to sunlight (Troy calls me a vampire) and live in sunglasses when outside almost year-round.
When it’s grey and dark enough during a rainy winter day, I leave my glasses on all day and congratulate myself on saving money for not wearing contacts that day. I walk around thinking “ca-ching”.
What is it in the male brain that prevents them from pushing the garbage down? I live with FOUR males and if it weren’t for me, we’d probably empty the trash about 26 times a day because they just LAY stuff on the top.
Ok, friends, your turn! What do you need to confess?
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