It's Wednesday and you know what that means. Time for me to come clean. (Except for my crockpot.. you'll see why.)
+ I confess I hate when people use the following hashtag: #myhusbandisbetterthanyours. It gets under my skin.
+ Actually I confess the same goes for #Ilivewhereyouvacation. I seriously had a Facebook friend use that and then say something along the lines of "who's jealous this is practically my backyard?!" Correction: it's not "practically" your backyard, you live a good 40 minutes away from the beach. Bragging gets you nowhere with me.
+ I confess I'm saddened to hear about the death of Robin Williams. He was a great actor and provided many laughs for me during my childhood. Mrs. Doubtfire is one of my all-time favs.
+ I confess I'm glad depression awareness is getting some limelight. I hate that it had to come down to a famous actor's death, but depression is a real thing that many people struggle with.
+ I confess this self-proclaimed summer girl is so ready for fall. #bigplans
+ I confess my blonde isn't real. I mean, I really pay for it, but if you haven't noticed the 3" roots, then there's nothing to see here. In other words, I'll be getting those taken care of next week!
+ I confess I don't
know understand much about what's going on in the Middle East, but I think it's along the lines of "Jesus is coming soon.."
+ I confess I've had my crockpot "soaking" in the kitchen sink for about 5 days. I know, it's gross. We've just been that busy. I've got big cleaning plans for Wednesday night.
+ I confess I hide my cat's medicine behind my back as I approach him using my soothing voice. I think he's catching on..