1. I went to DC on Wednesday- for just one night- and have yet to unpack my bag a whole week later.
2. I made brownies last weekend just for the heck of it. I got the amazing and trashy ones and even slathered them in chocolate frosting. Hello fatness!
I made them Friday night and they were gone Sunday night.
Two days.
Two people.
You do the math.
I feel my teeth rotting and my butt growing just confessing that.
3. I’ve eaten more of Will’s birthday cake than he knows, but since I serve it to him he has no idea. Shhh! Geez I’m so fat.
4.(Ha! After sharing all my food fatness confessions) I think I’m going to run a 5k this October. I really want to do it but I’m afraid I’m not going to be able to run 3 straight miles between now and October (um without going into cardiac arrest, that is). I always do the elliptical and never run. I want to do this and challenge myself- and change up my workout- but at the same time I have this fear that I won’t be able to do it. Sigh- okay that was a sad confession! Let’s end on a good one.
5. I washed my hair last Wednesday and put a freaking TON of hairspray in it so I could wear it nice and curled Thursday while I was on my trip without having to wash it.
And I did just that- and wore it Friday too.
And Saturday.
And Sunday.
Yes. I really did do that. Perhaps I can say it’s because I’m “going green?”
Hey- this is about confessions, right?
Need to get something off your chest?
I ate an entire freaking bag of cheddar Chex Mix! But the bag said “60% Less Fat”, so it’s all good. Right?
My husband’s birthday was Monday and I’ve definitely eaten more of his cake than he has, as well. In fact, a family of 4 (one of us being only 3 years old, another being only 6 weeks old, so, you know, no cake for him) has polished off a 9x13 pan of cake in 3 days.
Your hair confession made me laugh hysterically.