Friday Confessional

Do you ever feel weighed down by all the things swirling around in your head? Things you want to say to people but don't or things that make your bootie itch that you need to get off your chest? Well, I have a few. And, thanks to Mamarazzi and Glamazon (blogs I follow and love), I am going to let it out...in small doses. Don't want to scare/scar you for life. So, on with it...

I confess...

*I don't miss working outside the home. Not one bit.
*I never was a career oriented person. I was good at a lot of things but didn't care enough about it to make me feel fulfilled doing it.

I confess...

*I don't understand why people want to go Vegan. I love meat.
*I could eat Steak and all you can eat Shrimp at Sizzler every day for a week and still want it.
*I love milk. If I could take a bath in it, I would.

I confess...

*Lately it seems like I'm surrounded by Debbie Downers, Christy Critical and Cindy Condescending. It makes me tired to be around/talk to/or whatever. Life is stressful. Life is hard. Sometimes it downright sucks. Accept it and move on. You (and everyone around you) will be happier if you do so. Not trying to trivialize your problems but, you know what...We all have problems. I don't want yours and I'm sure you don't want mine.
*Don't be condescending and tell me I have no problems compared to you. If you really want to win the contest, whatever. You can climb the mountain to be the King. I've got better things to do.
*When people point out my flaws and short comings, it makes me want to punch them in the face. I know I'm not perfect. I don't need you to point them out.
*My landlady embodies all three of the above "qualities". June can't come soon enough! Anyone know of a place coming up for rent this summer? :]

I confess...

*When people use "your" when they really mean "you're", it makes my skin crawl and my butt twitch.
*But I have no problem when people say, "Y'all". Does that make me a hypocrite?

I confess...

*I want another baby desperately but it scares me a little to get pregnant again. Not because of the labor. It sucked but 17 hours went by faster than I thought it would. Especially the last 4 or so hours that I spent finally epidurally medicated. It's the constant nausea and IV therapy for 7+ months of my pregnancy. I'm afraid that if it happens again I won't be strong enough to do it.
*I also don't know how people can muster the energy/stamina/mental capacity to deal with 2 or more kids. How on earth did my mom have 6?!!

I confess...

*I love cheesy TVLand shows like The Nanny and Three's Company. Michael doesn't understand it but he still loves me. So much that he bought me the first season of The Nanny for Christmas. He's sure great!

I confess...

*I have held back from confessing a few things...like how much fun I have with my hubby in the bedroom and I feel bad for women who don't have the same experience with it. (Oops! It's out there.) ;]
*If I get negative comments in response to this post, I plan to erase them. So don't bother hating.
*I've enjoyed this more than I thought I would. It feels good to put this out there.

Phew! Done. Hope I didn't make you pee your pants out of fear or the bluntness of this post. I didn't hear any screaming, so I guess I'm okay. So, do you have confessions you need to get off your chest? Here's what you do...go visit Mamarazzi and/or Glamazon, grab their button, add it to your Confessional post and then link it up. Other than sex and ice cream, it is the best! ;]