And, of course, if you want to know more all you have to do is leave a comment and I'll get back to you. If you have your e-mail linked up. I'm joining the revolution. A little late because I'm tardy to the party all the time. But still.
This is all you have to do if your e-mail isn't enabled:
Go to your "dashboard". Click "edit profile". Click the little box next to "show my email address". Click "SAVE." <--- this was on Mamarazzi's blog. i'm pretty sure i'm stealing a lot from her lately. sorry, mama. it's cuz i love you, though.
So onto the fun confessions!
I confess...that a couple weeks ago a certain someone **ahemMEahemcoughcough** may have had...a little...gas so bad that she may have had to get up and leave her chair to escape it.
I confess...I was way too proud of myself for not laughing at a woman who totally and completely biffed it on a sidewalk as we were driving by the other day. I know. How rude that I would laugh. But, hey, it's true. I usually laugh at that stuff. Only this time, it looked so bad I couldn't laugh. That's how bad it was.
I also confess...that we did stop and make sure she was okay and help her. Which, by "we" I mean, my hubs. I made him stop and help. I'm so nice.
I confess...when I noticed she was bleeding my first thought was to send mental vibes to the hubs to, "Don't touch, don't touch, don't touch. EW. Don't touch."
I confess...that I used the words "asshole" and "shitless" in a conversation a few weeks ago. A conversation with....my pastor. To his credit he did not look surprised. Which either speaks to his opinion of me or he has a great poker face. I'm gonna go with poker face so that I feel better.
I confess...that I'm a complete tool who totally forgets who she's talking to sometimes.
Go link up with Mamarazzi if you wanna play!