Friday Confessions

Here are my Friday Confessions for the week...bare with me it could be lengthy due to unusually bad behavior...

1. I honked at and stared down a guy who works in the same office building as me because he cut me off as I was trying to avoid driving through a pond in our drive here at the office. He couldn't even be patient enough to wait and let me turn around and go the other way, no him and his black Mercedes had to fly around me and splash a tidal wave...so I honked...a lot...and then I parked two spaces down from him (after finally maneuvering around the pond)...and stared him down...and gave him a dirty look...twice. I think he was scared.
2. I ate Nutrisystem this week. (Yes, this is a confession in itself)
3. I threw away my Nutrisystem lunch 3 times...one of those times I ate a cheeseburger in it's place.
4. After suffering through Nutrisystem one WHOLE day w/out throwing any meals away, I rewarded myself with some Dove chocolate. Not sure that's how it works, but...
5. I made Michael eat soup or a meal from a can twice this week, because I could not make dinner for him, then make myself eat Nutrisystem. It's healthy for him...he should thank me.
6. I skipped church last Sunday and went to a craft fair...and boy was it fun...I'm confessing this one for my mom too...she went with me.
7. I procrastinated for two days and did not order my Oriental Trading stuff for my two Fall/Halloween parties until Wednesday forcing myself to pay for overnight shipping. When will I learn?
8. I didn't wash my hair on Wednesday because I watched DVR'd versions of Dancing With The Stars and Clean House...BEFORE getting dressed for work...no time left for washing and drying hair...thank you Lord for naturally curly hair!
9. I told Isaiah the reason he can't watch Power Rangers is because he has to be 10 years old. I also told him that very same thing for why he couldn't buy this humongous truck at the store..."It says you have to be 10 to buy this"...what am I going to do when he starts reading? He's really close too...I'm in big trouble.
10. Earlier this week at school one of the teachers told me she had to ask Isaiah to stop saying "What THE..." He never finishes the sentence she says, but she's worried he'll say something bad. I'm like, "his dad says that all the time...I'll be having a talk with him." (in my most stunned and self-righteous voice) Not true, I...ME...I say that all the time..."What THE..." I don't finish it usually and if I do I say heck...I do, really...these are Friday Confessions, now would be the time for me to confess.

OK, that's enough of that.

Happy Friday!