I confess that I took a small coma yesterday afternoon. I fell asleep at 5pm and woke up around 9:30pm, put Stratton to bed and then went back to bed at 10pm and didn't wake up again until 7:30 this morning. I was REALLY tired apparently,
I confess that I had tuna for breakfast. Yes, tuna.
I confess I'm going to a horrorfest next weekend called the St Louis Contamination Convention. It's got a lot of scary movie actors there. I'm going for Derek.
I confess that even though I took a small coma yesterday I could totally take a nap right now and it's only 10:30 in the morning.
I confess I can not wait for this weekend! Stratton and I are going to hang out with my friend Leslie and her little boy JD! I'm making strawberry pie! YUMM!
I confess I drug my son and dad around SEMO's campus the other day to find geocache. They enjoyed it. Kind of. Anyone who wants to come try geocaching with me is more than welcome to join!
I confess when I was in 5th grade I became a total outcast by all the girls in my class because I told them I hated the Spice Girls (which was totally true, they were horrible).
I confess the same thing happened when I was in 3rd grade because I hated to read the Babysitters Club books. Those were horrible too! I would much rather have read goosebumps. That was some fine writing right there.
I confess when I was in preschool I got kicked by a little boy that wanted the carpet square I was sitting on. I didn't move so I got a size 10 cowboy boot to the chest. My grandpa came and picked me up that day and had a "talk" with him. It was great.
I confess when I was little I used to sleep with a blankey. I still have a little sliver of it that I keep in my jewelry box. I have another blanket that I used to sleep with when I was a little older that I still have that my grandma made. It's about to fall to pieces now but I still love it.