It’s that time again. Confession Thursday is upon us once again and I thought I’d spill in a stream of consciousness/ random BS way.
But first, can I give some love to my lunch? Egg scramble with tons of guacamole.
And that brings me to…
Confession #1: It’s basically a race to the guacamole whenever we have it because both Ben and I are obsessed. This is one of the few things we both LOVE. Normally we differ on food preferences, but I don’t know who loves guac more.
Confession #2: There was a great buy one get one free sale on Vitatops and I partook. The shipment arrived today and I also partook in an “eat one, eat one and pretend it’s calorie free” sale of sorts.
Confession #4: We moved my standing desk all the way from Maryland only to have it collect dusk and trash since I have a pub height table now
Confession #5: My recent meals are completely uninventive or photogenic as of late. This is having me reconsider the blog, my goals with the blog and other related topics. Hmmmm.
Confession #6: I went out in search of diet soda tonight to have with dinner. I didn’t need anything else either, just that so I ended up driving through Sonic and being “upsold” to order tater tots too. Who the hell eats tater tots? This girl.
Confession #7: I pawned most of the tots off on Ben.
Confession #8: My close friend pointed out to me today that I always have 100 million things going on (as in I seek out chaos) and never just let myself stop and enjoy life.
I don’t like me “just as I am” and feel the need to fill my time with accomplishments that will contribute to my self worth.
I’ve decided to work on this starting now.
The last few times I’ve hung out with new moms they seem tired, cranky and stress to me that I should, “Enjoy my free time!” and “Travel! Travel now as much as you can!” in a way that I hear as, “Good God save yourself and get your tubes tied now!!!!!!”
Q: Can the moms in the audience chime in on this? Do I have it all wrong??
Confession #10: My throat hurts and I’ve been using it as an excuse to down copious amounts of hot chocolate, tea and vodka. Sometimes all in one cup. Okay, not really.
Question: When did you learn where babies came from? And could you please fill me in?