Truth be told, ginormous portions have become a pet peeve of mine.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I've found that I snack less and concentrate better when I chew on a plastic stirrer - the kind that you get to stir your to-go coffee. I picked up this habit from my husband, who loves to chew on things. His favorite chew-toy is a plastic pen top, and gnawed pen tops and little bits of plastic litter our apartment.
And now oddly I'm getting sexier parts than I've ever gotten.
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron.
One thing I've very quickly learned is that if you wake up every morning worrying about what's in the press, you would go completely and utterly potty.
I am a gourmand. I like to eat. When I have something that I like, I tend to have too much of it. That is a guilty pleasure.
My biggest pet peeve is when people don't admit what they've done.
The danger with playing a part that defines you is that it swallows up everything else.
Being successful is about professionalism, and chewing gum is unprofessional. Its also a huge pet peeve of mine.
For some reason, chewing gum for me gets my brain going.
When you bite off only what you can chew, you're going to disappoint people. Guess what? Not your problem. You're not doing anything wrong.