Monday, October 21, 2013

Things I don't Like [confessions of a displaced rebel]

Some day I'm going to write a song to the tune of "These are a frew of my favorite things" only it will be "these are a few of my least favorite things."
On the top of the list will, of course, be Pintrest, the devil in disguise.
And then there will be another slew of things that most people in my place in life actually really like, and I sort of feel guilty to admit that I don't like them. Here's one. Pregnancy pictures. Gross. I mean, even the sweetest ones, I just don't like them. OK, get your family portrait done when you're pregnant. Whatever. But don't go out of the way to point out your huge belly. I know I probably risk offending my photographer friends, but... I seriously would never want to look at my own pictures of me being pregnant (ie fat), or (even worse) my husband doing weird, unnatural things to show his adoration. I know, some people like it. I do not. (Sincere apologies to those this offends. Personal preference, right?)

And another thing I don't like. Downton Abby. HATE. I watched whole first season waiting for it to get better and it just... didn't. It's like watching the freaking Kardashians dressed up in WWI. There are good things, but mostly, you just sort of want to strangle the whole manor. I do not understand the obsession, the absolute obsession, women have with that show. WHY!

And, for thirds, I'll just say, I hate Orange Leaf. I know, pretty much everyone loves it. Froyo at its best. But... ew. It doesn't taste good. I like the retro look of the place and the cool chairs and all that, but it's COLD in there, and there are TV's and that bothers me. Also, I just don't like how it tastes and I think they're ripping people off with their toppings and pay by the weight thing. Plus... it's just froyo, man. Not heaven in a little orange cup. Except, I have to make one concession for those little jelly balls that pop in your mouth and seep out liquid. I sort of like those but it is not worth the $7.

All right. Now I've let it out. My dark confessions of things I don't like that almost everyone else does. Now you know.  Stay tuned for next time, in which I will discuss pictures of "catz". Not impressed.

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