Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Confession Wednesday 11/18

It's Wednesday, and I am ready.

For what?  You may ask.

Well, my lovelies, I am ready to confess my insanity sins.  

1. I confess that I hate to mate socks.  I have a basket of approximately 10,000 unmated socks. ( Okay.  Okay!  I am exaggerating. . .  but . . . not by much.)  I think that this is a hereditary trait, because I remember my mother had a pile of unmated socks just like mine when I was growing up.  Obviously, it is in my genes.

2.  I confess that I steal my hubby's socks in the winter time, because I don't want to go through the sock basket for mine.  He hates this.  

3.  I confess that despite the fact that I know he hates me stealing his socks, I still do it, and when I do, I secretly smile at my naughtiness.

4. I confess that if hubby stole my clothing, I would ask him to get some professional help.  Quickly.

5.  I confess that I let Ellerie eat macaroni and cheese for breakfast.

6.  Consequently, I confess that I sometimes eat macaroni and cheese for breakfast.

7.  I confess that I let the macaroni that lands on the floor dry for at least a few hours before I attempt to sweep it up. (Have you ever tried to sweep up wet macaroni?  Yuck!)

8.  I confess that there have been days when lunch rolls around and the macaroni is still on the floor underneath Ellerie's chair.

9.  I confess that on those days I try not to let the drying macaroni bother me.

10.  I confess that, often, it doesn't work, and I get on my hands and knees and pick up the macaroni.


Much better!


  1. I still have my basket of socks but now once a year I take them to school to make puppets out of them. I always gave you leftover mac & cheese at breakfast. I used to mix it with scrambled eggs. There is nothing more comforting than wearing a pair of your husbands socks and his oversized flannel shirt.
    Love Mom

  2. I once found macaroni in my sock pile. I don't think I'm as evolved as you. You are sworn to secrecy though because I confess nothing.

  3. I have socks in a basket too! I hate mating them. I also think that is in my genes becasue my mom used to do it.....Hope you have a wonderful day. Stopping by to say HI froms SITS

  4. I have a laundry basket full of unmatched socks and I confess that I sometimes go buy us all new socks instead of trying to sort through the pile, claiming I'll do better next time around...but it's yet to work.


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