I know this totally breaks my "ONE (1) post per day rule" but I NEED to do Friday confessional and I NEED to do Fat Ass Friday. So I will because I do what I want.
I confess that I have a hate/hate relationship with running. I honestly think of ways to get out of running while running that include:
maybe I could accidentally on purpose twist my ankle
maybe I should just get pregnant
maybe a car will hit me (we are in a building)
oooh alien abduction
But I still run and because I run - I totally work it into conversations with everyone - coworkers, strangers, blog comments. I told the auditors that are here this week I wouldn't be available at lunch because I'm a runner. I told the walmart checker that I needed bananas because I'm a runner.
I confess that I was mean-mugging my bratty kid at 2am and was thisclose to breaking the cosleeping habit RIGHT THEN.
I confess that I'm the worst bloggy friend ever. Like I suck at keeping up with awards and tags and linking my friends. I'm just super scatterbrained.
I confess that if I'm 2 seconds late on starting my girl stuff - I will start seeing "signs" everywhere. Like I'll get a baby shower annoucement and immediately freak out. Or I will see a newborn at the post office and think WTH - are babies taking over?! I'm not pregnant.
I confess that I LOVE presents from my bloggy friends.
|Won from Angie at So-Called Chaos via Mamarazzi|
|Mimi at Living in France MADE me this super awesome notebook|
|Fiona at A Reader's Random Ramblings sent me this AUSTRALIA stuff from Australia|
I confess if you send me presents that I will LOVE your present-sending face. FOREVAH.