So on Friday's when the mood stikes I'll be "fessing up" to whatever is weighing me down with a twist of humor.
This week I'm fessing up to:
I was given a half a large bag of Halloween candy from my Mom and we didn't get a single Trick or Treat-er at our house; guess whose been in that darn bag of candy all week?
I'm annoyed and in a bit of a rut or maybe just to comfortable cooking the same things over and over again and just a tiny bit lazy to find and experiment with new recipes.
I'm to being a bit bummed out that grilling season is just about over and now I have to do all the cooking.
I fess up to being really out of shape, I was in pain from walking when we toured DC two weeks ago. I also confess I haven't a thing to get into shape, to rectify the situation.
I spoil my cat Cheetah and let him sleep in my bed but not the other cats.
I am fessing up that my neighbors cats are trying to come through our kitty doors to get the cat food in our house, and causing problems with our cats. But I'm too polite to say something even when they asked if their cats were a problem. I don't want bad feelings with the neighbors- they're kinda nice people.
I am fessing up in a yucky way that my toe nails are long and my feet are like sand paper, I could probably climb a telephone poll with my bare feet. I need to give myself a pedicure.
Need to get fess up to something? Feel free to tell us in a comment.....