first things first:
yesterday someone knocked on my door.
left a bouquet of flowers.
then ran to their car and sped off.
if it's you, will you please confess?
i just want you to know how thankful i am!
and if you won't confess,
please know - you made my day anyway.
[edit: thank you lorieloo. i know you didn't want the credit, but i'm giving it to you. you know just when i need stuff like that. i love that about you.]
now onto confession time:
i still use christmas mugs.
somewhere, somehow i lost all my mugs.
i have three non-christmas mugs.
so what do you do when those are dirty?
use the christmas ones.
guess it's time to start a new mug collection.
i'm in love with my bottle brush.
i thought it was one of those gimmicks that stores make so that you'll buy more of their stuff.
and it probably is.
but i love mine and find myself using it at all times of the day.
i'll even wash random things with it just so i can use it.
p.s. scott is a sucker for gimmicks.
when i was a senior in high school i went through a rebellious stage. i got a bad grade on a progress report and i knew my parents would be upset with me. so i planned on taking the report card from the mailbox and throwing it away. no big deal.
until my dad told me he had the week off and was working around the house.
so i had to think fast. i knew i would be grounded if they saw the progress report. so i went to a friend's house and called the local post office. i told them we were going on vacation and we needed our mail stopped for a week. then i went to the post office every day after school and brought the mail home.
i thought i was genius. i mean, don't you think so?
until i went to work on saturday and the mail lady was walking by and my dad asked why we didn't have any mail. and she told him she thought we were on vacation.
and then i got a call at work.
and then i got grounded for the rest of the school year.
ohhhhhh the consequences we pay for doing lame stuff.
[write your own confessions!]
and then make sure you leave a comment and tell me you did so i can come read them!
p.s. i laugh until my stomach hurts and then cry until my eyes are puffy every week when i watch parenthood. it's an emotional roller coaster every time. anyone with me?