This one was taken while I was checking out my hair and make-up with my 8mm App. There's more where that came from.
I also confess that my child thinks he's Indiana Jones. He wears an Indiana Jones hat EVERYWHERE we go...church, Hell-Mart, Granny's...he even wanted to wear it to school. Of course, I let him. He makes me laugh. He's got me right where he wants me.
I confess I ate all of these.
Please note the words "BIG BAG"...which goes perfectly with my BIG AZZ.
I confess that while watching KIMORA: Life In The Fab Lane, I realized that there are people in this world who do not pump their own gas. For reals? What the? Get your butt out of the car and pump some gas yo.
You just haven't lived until you've pumped some gas.
I confess that my 7 year old says "what the?" religiously. Just trying to keep up appearances for my Mother of the Year Award.
What do you confess? Please, for the love of everything holy, make it good (and by good, I mean bad) and juicy. Make me feel normal. Just look at it as your challenge for the week.