Confession Wednesday 12/9

Bless me bloggy friends.  It is confession Wednesday.  A day that was inspired by some of you out there in bloggy world.  Well, that, and the fact that as a kid, confession at catholic school was always on a Wednesday so that you could go to the school mass on Thursday and be pure. ( You know, because there are so many mortal sins that a 2nd grader needs to confess.)  

Anyways . . .

Onto my purging . . .

I confess that even though I embarrass my daughter, I still pluck my eyebrows while I wait for her in the school pick up line. Yes, while the line of mini vans sit and wait for the kiddies, I happily pluck away!  I do this because a) I do not want to look like Bert from Sesame Street.  A unibrow is just not pretty.  and b) The only place that I can see those pesky stray hairs is in my rearview mirror.   I am sure that other moms have seen me do this, and I only hope that they consider using their rearview mirror for vanity too.  I just love to make the world a prettier place.  Don't you?!

Speaking of vanity, apparently I lack any vanity whatsoever in the mornings, because I confess that I have walked my son into his preschool classroom this week wearing my pajama bottoms and my winter coat.  No excuses.  We weren't running late.  I just didn't want to get out of my nice comfy jammies.  As a former Florida girl, winter time weather officially stinks, and I will take any little bit of comfort that I can get.  

I confess that one morning at preschool drop off, I also wore my slippers.  The really sad part about that is that I didn't even realize it until about an hour later at home.  I was stripping down to take a shower and realized my offense when I kicked them off in the bathroom.  

I confess that I did not feel the least bit guilty about the slippers.

I confess that I don't want to hear anymore about Tiger Woods.  He is a famous golfer.  He cheated on his wife.  While I think that he is lower than low for his digressions, I am sick to death to hear about it daily on the news.  Really?!?  Is this news?!?  

I confess that while I am Tiger-ed out, I laughed out loud at the SNL skit about him.  If you haven't seen it . . . it's worth a view. 

I confess that I love Christmas time and all of its little traditions.  Today we had homemade hot cocoa and warm brownies.  Ummm!  Chocolate and warmth and laughing kiddies is just the best!

I confess that I probably won't think this way at 8:30 tonight when Ethan is still awake from his sugar and caffeine overdose.

There.

Much better.

Absolution anyone??