Confession is Good for My Soul

Bless me my bloggy friends.  It has been 2 weeks since my last confession. I am here today to purge my craziness in the hopes that I get a little self-deserved absolution.

This past week   . . . 

1.  I confess that I broke the Thou Shall Not Steal commandment.  Apparently, I stole a white towel from our last hotel stay, although, I do not remember stealing a towel. (Perhaps  I am a kleptomaniac?!?  Is it still theft if I do not recall the stealing?!?)  The discovery was made when I toweled off after a shower and noticed the word POOL written by a black sharpie on the bottom of my towel.

2.  I confess that I do not feel the least bit guilty that I apparently stole the pool towel.  With the prices that hotels charge lately, they are lucky that I didn't make off with the comforters, pillows, and drapery. ( $5 for a bottled water from the fridge?!  Really?!  They have to put that in writing  on a price list, because if they were to verbally quote the price to the customer, there is no way that they could do it with a straight face.)

3.  I confess that after this week's ER drama with Ellerie, I didn't have the heart to inflict more pain on the poor girl, so I did not attempt to comb the rat's nest that is her everyday hair for the past two days.  Consequently, Ellerie is toddling around on a purple leg cast and sporting a do that is reminiscent of Bill Murray's comb over in the movie King Pin. 

 It is not pretty, but she is blissfully ignorant of its hideousness.

4.  I confess that I am secretly happy that Ellerie broke her foot, because it gives me a valid excuse to skip the gym.  (She can't be in the gym nursery and be immobile.) Instead, I am having fun decorating my house for Christmas.  

5. Which leads me to my  next confession. I ate 47 red and green M&M's this evening before I ate dinner. (Yes.  I counted.) No reason really.  They were just there, so I just ate them.  (And, yes.  They were soooooo yummy!  Thanks for asking.)

6.  Which reminds me that I must confess that I did a Krispy Kreme drive-thru run through today.  After a traveling holiday, an ER visit, Black Friday, an 8 year old with a feverish virus, and a 2 year old with a leg cast,  I think that I deserved it. (Can anyone say stress eater?)  I held myself to only two of those sweet, delicious puffs of fat and flour to get my fix.  I call that a good day.

7.  I confess that I have found at least 5 gray hairs on the left side of my head in the past week.  I do not believe in gray hair.  I will probably only go gray someday if I am kicking and screaming.  So I did one of the only things that I could do.  I plucked those puppies right out.  I confess that I did consider doing my other quick fix, coloring them with a sharpie marker, but I only had black and neon pink, neither of which would have looked attractive on my mop.  If I had had a red or perhaps even an orange sharpie, I probably would have attempted it.

There.

Much better.

Anything you want to confess?  I am thinking of making this a weekly link up.

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