Friday Confessional

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Last week I was putting something in the garage fridge and noticed a foil covered casserole dish.....with sweet potato casserole in it....leftover from Thanksgiving.

Speaking of things forgotten from November.  My FIL so graciously helped us tackle a bathroom project I found on Pinterest when they were visiting right after Halloween.  Three months later and I still need to finish it.  Unfinished projects are the story of my life.  I blame Pinterest.

Back in my fatter days I used think designer jeans were stupid.  Then I finally fit into a pair and oh.my.god.  I'm now a self proclaimed designer jean snob.  Who knew jeans could fit so well....and make my ass look so good.  Thank god for the Nordstrom Rack and Paige denim at more than half price!

For my 22nd Birthday my friends sent me on a scavenger hunt complete with a life size replica of Josh Hartnett.  (Remember when he was cool?)  One of the awesome gifts I got along the way was this heinously ugly ceramic hippo.  It still proudly sits upon my fridge and has for nearly 10 years now.  I like to think it's less fugly, more vintage chic.

I'm horrible about brushing Jamie's teeth twice a day.  I'm not sure if it's a bigger mom fail.....or dental hygienist fail.

I made a rookie mom mistake this week.  I left the house without an extra pair of pants.  Sure enough, right inside the McDonalds play area my kid dropped a load.  Lesson learned.

Yesterday during naptime I watched Justin Bieber: Never Say Never.  That's 1 hour and 47 minutes I will never get back.

I pee in the shower.  I like to think of it as killing two birds with one stone.

Jamie started saying "sucks" this week.  Can't say I'm surprised.  Instead of telling him it's a word we don't say....I told him it's a word only grown ups can say.  Let's be honest, I'm probably going to slip from time to time, might as well cover my bases.

My husband bought me a Cadbury Creme egg this week as a "sorry you sliced your finger open and had to get five stitches" gift.  I didn't have the heart to tell him I really only like the caramel ones.

I found my "goal" swimsuit.  It costs way more than a few strips of spandex ever should, but I'm going to buy it anyway.  I may even pay the extra $10 and have it monogrammed.  If I start saving now, I might be able to afford the bottoms by 4th of July.  Tops are overrated.


Confessions.  They're good for the soul.
What do you need to get off your chest this week??