Confessions...

Hello, my name is Ann Marie and...

I do not watch American Idol. Well that's not entirely true... I have watched the first few episodes where they rip on all the contestants... now that is pure comic genius. But after that, I'm out. Get's too serious and I'm done.

I must eat something sweet everyday. If I don't, I am crabby. And unfortunately, I think my sweet tooth has changed... a hard piece of candy from last Halloween just doesn't cut it... it's got to be chocolate or some really good vanilla ice cream or my latest favorite (see #4 on the list)...

I am 32. How in the world did that happen? Here's an explanation.

I would like to have hair like those women in the Pantene ads... all thick and shiny... Come to think of it, I wonder if they eat Purina or Science Diet?

If I don't eat regularly, I get rather agitated... quietly inside I start losing my cool. It is amazing how a Clif Bar can bring my brain chemistry back to the planet.

I am not clever. I only appear to be in print. If I try when I'm talking, it just comes out wrong. I sound foolish and uneducated. I stutter or get the story all mixed up. Or I get the dreaded blank stare...