This is Real Life.

Recently, I've written about how I believe the internet and blog world has the unfortunate potential to make people look way more glamorous, wealthy, and intriguing than they are in real-life.

It's important for me, as I continue writing this blog, to make sure  that I never give a false appearance about the reality of my family's everyday life. 

Here's the reality: 
Being a pastor's wife is hard sometimes.  Being a foster mom is harder. My husband and I butt heads on occasion.  My house has way too many dog prints and baby drool on the floor most days.  

And I am quite dorky. 

I wrote about my quirks/nerdiness in a post last year which many found quite entertaining. 

So in case I had caused anyone reading the blog lately to think I was cool and hip, it's time to once again, dispel those rumors. 

"Random Information that Leslie Should Probably Keep to Herself but She's Going to Share it Anyway. " 

1.) I wear black yoga pants daily.  I own four pairs.  They are in heavy rotation.  

    Here's how it works: 

• I walk in my house from work/church/grocery store. 
• I put down my purse/diaper bag/computer case/car seat/groceries/all of the above.
• I get out of my "appropriate attire" for the outside world.
• I put on yoga pants and one of the bazillion t-shirts I own. 
• The baby drools on the yoga pants. 
• I wipe them off. 
• The baby throws up on the yoga pants. 
• I change into yoga pants #2.  
• I finish out the day. 
• I go to sleep in said pants and t-shirt. 
• I get up, shower, put on respectable clothes and leave my house. 
• Repeat. 

You can ask my husband. This is a true story. 


2.) I have the taste buds of an 8 year-old girl.  

I Loooooooooooooove Holiday Candy.  

• Jelly Beans
• Marshmallow Peeps
• Conversation Hearts
• Candy Corn

I've already taken down four bags of candy corn, BY MYSELF,    and it's only the beginning of October.  

The candy corn pumpkins are my favorite.  I eat the green stems off first. 

3.) I sometimes put the dryer cycle on again, EVEN THOUGH the clothes are dry, simply because I do not want to take them out and fold them.  Don't tell Brian. 

4.) I often wish that I could "throw on" my jeans and t-shirt, put my hair in ponytail, and look like the girl all those country singers are always writing songs about.  

What happens instead is that when I "throw on" my jeans, t-shirt, and put my hair in a ponytail,  I look like I have not showered in three days, not slept in seven, and should be on the "People of Walmart" website.  

5.) My first semester in college, I needed a part-time job, so I applied for a work study position.  

I was assigned to be the janitor in the science labs.  

No joke. 

I had a cleaning cart.  

While other people were heading out to frat parties, I was emptying owl pellets out of the trash cans.  

And people wonder why I graduated college early. 



There you have it.  My life is all glamour and intrigue. 

I've got to run and get my yoga pants out of the dryer. They've been in there for two days.