Confessing... agian.

I had every intention to only air my laundry about once a month or so. I didn't thing that I would have all that much to say.... boy was I wrong.

I confess.... that I have really good intentions of making things. Like pillows for my couch. Like the cute wreath for my door. Like the Family Home Evening chart for my wall. But I have ZERO follow through. {I'm working on that} so I have all this stuff... for the stuff I am going to make.... and it's piling up on my crap craft table. {On the bright side.... I don't feel guilty anymore about buying things that look easy to make.... Etsy here I come!!}

I confess.... that I am a huge blogstalker! I look at other blogs and read what is there.... and dare I say it.... I look to see if they have cuter kids than I do. Please tell me that someone else does the same.

I confess... that I only eat the muffin top... or cupcake top. I make cupcakes and give the bottom to the kids... until they caught onto me.... the baby doesn't know yet.


I confess.... that I am still intrigued by this whole royal wedding thing, like what is William's last name? And if only men in the line are suppose to take the thrown... how did the Queen get the positions. How long is the new couple allowed to wait before having kids... are they expected to produce an heir right away? Will she ever do anything normal... like mop the floor, or make dinner?



I confess... that I am not here right now. We found a saintly woman who offered to take all 4 kids so Steve and I could get away for the weekend! 3 days and 2 whole nights!!! I love my kids, but I am really excited to not have knees in my back when I wake up in the morning. We haven't gotten away... just the two of us for more than one night since before Tommy was one!!! That was a really long time ago.

I confess!

I've have had some things to get off my chest lately... so here I am. I'm just telling you. My closest friends, please don't tell anyone....

When I was in high school... I loathed the cheerleaders. Oh, man... it was bad. I was never mean, but really... who could like all that peppy-ness? You know what it was though? I was so jealous! I really wish I could have jumped around and been that confident. I still look at them and am still jealous. Do you think that it's too late to try out??? yeah... I thought so.

We don't have cable... On the CW the "Real Housewives of Orange County" is on at 4:00.... well... was on. I would DVR it and watch it later. {they replaced it with Maury.... YUCK} I kinda liked all the catfights and the drunk ladies at noon.

I love my husband!!! I really do. BUT..... well.... with this whole Royal wedding coming up I am a bit sad that William is no longer eligible. I have always had a secret hope that we would meet in a coffee shop.... wait... I don't drink coffee.... hum, that we would bump into each other during Fashion Week...  ahhh.... I trip on myself in heels. Well... that he would pull my name out of thin air and want me {and my 4 kids} to marry him. {not sure yet about the husband thing} I would love to live the royal life. Do you think there is any way I can at least get an invite??

Go on to Mamarazzi and tell your closest friends your confessions.

CONFESSIONS

I have some things to confess....

I CONFESS
I love me some Bachelor!!! I love watching the girls drool over one man. I love giggling with the girls that I have in my living room as we watch TV and eat chocolate. We are the lucky ones.... we have husbands... and you know what that means... we don't have to shave our legs, or make sure that we always look cute, or even put on make-up everyday.... I would love to do those things everyday but you see... I live in reality.

I CONFESS
the idea of sending my kids to school to have 6 hours to myself seems wonderful. Don't get me wrong. I LOVE homeschooling and at the moment I don't plan on sending them back. But we have our days when we all need to have a timeout from each other.

I CONFESS
I like Battle Star Galactica. The husband got me addicted. I only watch it with him.

I CONFESS
I really don't like Florida. I'm not a fan of the ocean. I don't like the humidity. I don't like the bugs. I don't like the fact that there are alligators in water. My heart belongs in the mountains. I'm counting the days until we leave.

I CONFESS
I hate putting things away... Laundry, dishes, dinner.... I get things out with good intention, but I always fall short? I just tell myself that people don't mind picking their underwear out of the basket. It helps me feel better.

wooooo I feel better. You will too. Link up with Mamarazzi and confess a little... you know you want to.