I can't stand animal print. Every time I see someone wearing those god awful leopard print flats that have become all the rage, I cringe.
I also can't stand bows on my bras and underwear. I'm 31, not 12. What's with the freakin' bows on everything?
Sometimes when I can't take one more minute of Barney, I shut it off and tell Jamie he's sleeping.
I'm not into politics. Like at all. I rarely know all the issues/candidates and only vote during presidential elections. Sometimes not even then.
I only chew gum long enough to get the flavor then promptly spit it out. My husband says it's wasteful, frankly I don't care. It's gum.
I didn't go grocery shopping this week so Jamie at chicken nuggets and green beans 4 days in a row for dinner.
At my last dental checkup I had a cavity. Hygienist fail.
I ate a giant cupcake last week and enjoyed every last calorie. Guilt free.
Sometimes I buy things and try to convince my husband it's old so he doesn't know.
I didn't check the forecast yesterday and sent Jamie to school in shorts, a tshirt and sandals. It was 57 and rained all day. Mother of the year right here folks.
I never buy gas until the light comes on.
You know those fashion infinity scarves everyone wears these days? I think they're stupid. To me, wearing a scarf indoors is about as lame as wearing sunglasses indoors.
At some point everyday I realize I'm not longer going to do anything productive. Today it hit me around 8:01.
Happy Friday peeps!
What are you confessions this week?!?