Friday Confessional

I'm linking up with Mamarazzi today for Friday Confessional. It's been a while, so I figured I should repent...I mean, confess a few things, so I can go be bad some more this weekend...I mean, so I can feel better about myself going into the weekend.

Mama told me linking up regularly to Friday Confessionals is a free pass into heaven.

You wanna know the real-honest-to-goodness-no-lying reason I'm blogging today?

Connie made me do it.

I confess, if you ever want to get me to do anything, just threaten to take me off your A List or talk mean to me.  It works like a charm. 

I confess that Impulsive Addict and I were...well, I don't want to go into details, so just watch the vlog...


I confess that I proposed to Joey at the NKOTBSB concert.  If you're up for another video, you should watch this because it's full of epicness...Joey Mc upclose and personal, me and IA fangirling over him, my proposal, and my declaration of love.  It's good stuff.

My husband told me that I should take the video off of Facebook because it's "ridiculous and embarrassing".  I told him he knew what he was getting into when he married me...we should have worked "I promise to love you even when you're ridiculous and embarrassing" into our vows.

I have TONS more to confess, but this is getting lengthy, so I'll save it for another day.  Happy Friday!♥

Friday Confessional : Cuss Word Edition

 confucius say: Confessions are good for the soul. 

I confess...this one time, at band camp.  Ok, alright.  I never went to band camp.  BUT I did go to cheerleading camp...and this one time I mooned someone from the 10th floor window.  AND then my roommate and I made a poster with our phone number (to our dorm room) and taped it in the window.  There was also a football camp going on at the same time...*achem* boys roomed in the dorms opposite ours.  Need I say more?

 

I confess...this one time, when I was 5, I told my Sunday School teacher that my Grandpa and I used "little bastards" for bait when we went fishing.  She asked! 

 

I confess...that last weekend, I got paid back for my indiscretion.  Isaiah was chasing his cousin around the back yard and he yelled out "come back here you little bastard".  Super. #payingformyraising

 

I confess...that in a moment of heated frustration I cussed (like a bad cuss word) at Michael.  He started laughing uncontrollably, which increased my disdane.  When the tears cleared, he told me that I'm a bad "cusser"...like I don't know how. WHATEV, Michael.

 

I confess...since we're talking about cuss words (how did that happen??  I swear I didn't start this out with the intention of writing a whole post about cussing.), I should confess that I like to use made up cuss words.  For example, "holy shiz", "hellz no", and the mother of all made up cuss words (that is not APPROPRIATE in any way, shape, or form...but I use WAY TOO often) "sofa king"...go ahead, say it...out loud (<---Twi reference, if you got it.)  It's bad, right?!...but sofa king funny. (I did NOT just say that). 

 

What is wrong with me?! 

 

I'm going to hellz. 

 

I need to repent. 

 

Oh, wait that's right. 

 

I just confessed. 

 

Ok, it's all good.

 

Happy Friday! 

Hope your weekend is sofa king awesome! <---I DID NOT just say that!  Get ahold of yourself, JK.  Geez. 

Friday Confessional : The Austin Edition

 I'm linking up today with Mamazrazzi for Friday Confessional.  'Cause Lord knows I need to! There's a few things from my trip to Austin that I need to get off my chest and what better time to do it than Friday Confessions.  Remember, nothing said in this post can be held against me at any time.

• This one time...in Austin, I laid down on a couch in a gay bar.  Thank goodness for friends like Becca who remind you what someones might have done there...and for Germ-X...and for knowing how to sing the Happy Birthday song twice to get your hands extra clean.
• Also, this one time...in Austin, I walked around downtown without any shoes on.  Impulsive forced me to wash my feet in the bathtub before sleeping in the same bed with her.  She even called Shawn for some back-up.  Thank goodness for friends who make you wash your feet.

• ALSO, this one time...in Austin, Vivienne gave me the 'mom look' and tried to make me wear my seatbelt in the back back seat of Becca's van.  It worked on Impuslive, but not me.  I'm a rebel like that.  But thank goodness for friend who care enough to give you the 'mom look'.

• AND this one time...in Austin, I woke up at 5:30 in the morning and I was laying on the floor inbetween the two beds where Impulsive and Becca were fast asleep...with my phone smashed to my face.  If you got a text and/or tweet that night/morning, I apologize.
• This one time...in Austin, I told our waiter that he looked like a porn star.  Then I proceeded to tell him it was due to his "phonytail" and "9th grade mustache"...AND I called him "Jake the Pornstar" from then on.
• This one time...in Austin, I autographed someone's chest with a blue sharpie.  Sorry, Shawn.
• I kissed a girl(s)...
• One last thing...this one time...in Austin, I met some AMAZING people who are now my REAL LIFE friends...it was one of the best weekends EVER.

Friday Confessional 05.20

 I confess that there was a creepy repair guy fixing our air conditioner at our office last week and he kept staring at me.  So, I did this.

Worked like a charm.  Problem solved.  Full-size Edward has SO many uses.

He fixed our A/C in record time.

I confess that every time I see the Magnum Ice Cream commercial I think of condoms.  Do you think that was the marketing strategy they were going for?

I confess that while you're reading this, I'm roadtrippin' with Impulsive and we're on our way to meet up with Seriously Shawn, Becca from The Texas Darlings, Vivienne from The V Spot, and Jen from Harried Mom of 4!  I really can't put into words just HOW excited I am to be meeting all of these lovelies in PERSON.  Seriously.  It's too much.  I'm so stoked...I feel like dropping every 90's adverb in my vocabulary...it's the bomb...the bomb.com...the bombdiggity...rad...2legit2quit...it's totally going to rock.

I also confess that I posted over at The RHOK today...an archive worth re-reading!

Hope you all have super fabulous Fridays!!

For more Friday Confessionals, check out Mamarazzi's blog!

Friday Confessional 05.06

 Being the (wannabe) gangsta that I am...I've had some brushes with the law lately.   I'm here to confess.

I confess that while out running errands for the office the other day I was feeling a little spunky.  The sun was shining.  I was wearing some CA-ute new sandles.  Warren G was pumpin' through my speakers.  loudly.  I had my window rolled down and I was sitting at the stop light.  There was a cop sitting in the QT parking lot across from me and I looked at him and did this...

I confess that as I pulled away from the stop light I kinda expected him to pull out behind me and pull me over, but he didn't.

I confess that I WAS pulled over the other day for driving like a Cullen.  87 in a 75.  That's not so bad, right?  AND my tag was expired.  Ooops.  I didn't know.  I'm serious.  He let me go with a warning.  Whew.

What do you confess?  Hop on over to Mamarazzi's and link up...spill yer guts!  It makes for good bloggin'!

Friday Confessional 04.29

Here I am, the one-trick-pony, once again surfacing in the blogosphere to link up with the one and only Mamarazzi for her Friday Confessional!

No preliminaries, just confessions...

I confess that I misbehaved in the theater last Friday night while watching Water For Elephants.

I confess that everytime Michael refers to Water For Elephants as Water For Donkeys I get irate!  Like I wanna scratch his eyeballs out.  He does it just to piss me off and get me all riled up.  He knows how to push my buttons.

I confess that I might have peed my pants in the parking lot of Abuelo's.  Just a little.

I confess that I laugh at inappropriate times.  Often.  The more I try to stop, the more I laugh.  I also do other inappropriate things that we won't discuss on the blog.  Today.

I confess that I'm just a little excited (ok, a lot) about the season premiere of Jerseylicious!  Love those hookers!

I confess that I have a crush on Scotty and I'm glad he didn't go home last night on AI.  Whew.  That was close.  I've gotta up my voting game.  Who's your fav?

Hope you all have a super fab Friday!! 

Friday Confessional 04.22

I'm linking up once again with the cute-headband-wearin-red-vines-eatin-pink-lovin Mamarazzi. 




You should too.  If you say you don't have anything to confess, I call BS.  You're lying.  And you know where liars go don't you?  Coweta.  Yep.  And you don't want to go there.

I confess that I'm over-the-moon-beyond-excited about Water For Elephants being in theaters TODAY!!! 

I also should confess that I'm green with envy of anybody and everybody who has already seen it.  Our stupid theaters didn't have a midnight showing.  Lame.  If you've seen it, don't tell me.  I'll cut a b*tch.  I swear. 

kidding.

Ok, not really.

I confess I take my Rob Pattinson business very serious.

I confess that I've been writing love notes to Rob in my new notebook that Mimi made me.

I confess that I'm planning on fangirling a lot tonight.  I hope my friends are prepared for the ridiculousness that is me in a theater where Rob is on the big screen.  It's their first time.  They're JK-in-a-theater-where-Rob-is-on-the-big-screen virgins.  Hope it's as good for them as it is for me. ;)

Well, I'm sure there are some confessions up in here somewhere that are non-WFE related, but my brain is all hazy with anticipation...so, this all you get this week. 

Hope you all have stellar weekends!!  *muah*

Friday Confessional 04.14

It's Friday Confessionals with Mamarazzi!  I'll spare you the intro mumbo-jumbo and just get right to it...

I confess that I'm totally wrapped up in another *achem*smut*book/fanfic*achem*.  Brandy, text me and I'll send you the link...you won't want to miss this one. #winkwink
Good news is that I'm 60 pages away from finishing it.  So, no worries IA, I'm coming back to the land of the living...eventually. #ilovefanfic

I confess that I was guilted into FINALLY posting my vlog.  #thatswhatfriendsarefor

I confess that this makes me giggle...a lot. #itsasickness #idontwantacure

I confess that Mimi knows me too well.  Anyone who thinks of transposing my face into a picture with THE Rob Pattinson is an angel in disguise.  I love you Mims!  Thank you for my newest fav item in my collection of Twilight/Rob memorabilia.  #yourock

 

I confess that I shopped 'til I dropped last weekend.  We shopped for 10 hours on Saturday and another 7 hours on Sunday.  #retailtherapyissoeffective

 

I confess that I have a few funny stories from our weekend trip, but I think my family (who often reads my posts) would shoot me for posting them.  I'm still in the dog house from my post about Facebook faux pas...and that wasn't HALF as bad as what I would be spilling this time.  So, I guess I'll refrain...for now.  #blackmail

#ivebeentweetingalotthisweekcanyoutell

Hope you all have a FABULOUS Friday!  I promise I'll be making the rounds today...I swear.  I also promise that I won't pick up a new story for a couple of weeks.  I'm afraid you guys will break up with me if I do.

Friday Confessional 4.08

 

It's that time again...time to spill your guts, wipe the slate, come clean...it's FRIDAY CONFESSIONAL with the one and only Mamarazzi!

I don't have much to confess really.  I've been relatively "good"...well, as good as JennyKate can be.  I have my own standards, ya know. 

This week was a culmination of potential confessions...like they ALMOST happened.  It went a little something like this...

• I didn't eat any cheeseburgers...although I wanted to. 
• I only had Starbucks one time...although I wanted to go at LEAST once a day. 
• I didn't lie...except for a few white ones, but they don't count. 
• I didn't slap this little kid on Isaiah's Field Trip yesterday...although he deserved it. 
• I wanted to tell them that I'm not Mrs. Altman.  That's my mother-in-law.  But I realize they're learning to be respectful...and I respect that...so I didn't.
• I didn't steal anything...except for that pen from the bank, but IA assured me that they were there for the taking. 

So, I guess I'm saving up all my bad(ass)ness for now.  I'll be sure to let you guys know when I decide to cash in on it.

Hope you all have a FABULOUS Friday! 

P.S. Stop by and enter my giveaway from yesterday! (click here)
P.S.S.  I posted on The RHOK today.  We're doing a Pioneer Woman read-along.

Friday Confessional 4.01

Please don't fall over from shock and awe. 

I'm alive. 

Thanks for the concerned emails and text messages.  I'm totally blessed to have such awesome BBFs.  I'm breaking out of my blogging hiatus to do some Friday Confessions, because Lord knows I've got 'em...AND I need to wish Mamarazzi the happiest FOXXY 40th EVER!!!  Be sure to stop by Mama's page today and wish her a happy birthday and link up to Friday Confessionals.  It'll totally make her day!

 

So, I confess...

• I'm sorry I deserted you guys this week.  I've been wrapped up in a *achem* book...of sorts.  Ok, smut.  I've been reading smut.  It was kinda like "bye bye Blogger...and Facebook...and Twitter" and  "hello Kindle...and iBook...and PC".  I've been reading since Sunday and it was totally owning me.  Plus, there's work and a million other things that I've had going on.  So, sorry.  I swear on everything Twilight that I'll be back to my regular ol' blogging self next week.
• I want just one day where I don't have to be ANYWHERE...no work, no obligations, no one expecting me to be somewhere.  A day of nothingness.  OR a day on a sandy beach with a cute boy named "Edward" bringing me fruity adult beverages w/ little umbrellas.  Whichever.
• I don't really like to accept money from my friends for things...I don't ever really feel like they own me for anything.  If I pay for something, it's because I want to.  HOWEVER, I do like to receive checks from Impulsive Addict.  She always writes on the memo line "pimping".  I feel like it gives me street cred.  I've contemplated asking her to write me monthly checks.
• I know far too much about being a gangsta...all from the rap music I listen to, which is totally opposite of me.  I mean, I'm pretty sure that if any Joe Blow on the street walked by me, he wouldn't say "Man, that girl is totally gangsta."  I'm pretty sure I don't fit the part.  However, I know that if you gotta blue flag hangin' out yo back side and it's on the left side, you're a crypt.  Snoop Dogg taught me that.
• Maybe when I grow up I can be a fly girl?  Remember JLo being a fly girl on In Living Color. 
• I also confess that going out with my 3HOs3 last Friday night was a blast.  Let me give you all a word of advice.  Get yourself some smokin' hott friends (w/ nice assests) because they come with benefits...like free drinks.  However, be prepared to realize that you don't got it...I mean "it".  Because guys will cat call them as you make a run through a bar.  You'll learn interesting pick up lines like "it's gettin' dangerous up in here" and "why you leaving so quick, there's plenty of room over here" and "hey there, bright eyes"...I was just waiting on a lame azz "God stole the stars from the sky and put them in your eyes" to follow.  I think we just nearly escaped that one.  By the end of the night, you'll take a big gulp of reality and know that those pick-up lines were not directed at you and you're never going to get cat called again and no one is probably ever going to buy you a drink...unless you're with your smokin' hott friends.  BUT you'll get LOTS of laughs and you'll almost pee your pants...and you'll have the best girls night.  So, it's worth it.

Hope you all have a FABULOUS Friday!!  I promise to make some blog rounds today...as soon as I finish this next chapter, but I love you guys more than smut, so I'll be around.  Promise.

Friday Confessional 03.25

It's time once again to join up with Mamarazzi for Friday Confessional!


I CONFESS...I wrote these in bed late last night, so they're probably lame.

I also CONFESS...I'm too lazy to type them out, so you get the pics of the note from my phone.

I confess...that I wasn't going to post a FC today, but felt guilty to not link up with Mamarazzi because I love her so much (small girl crush here).

Hope you all have a wonderful weekend!!  *muah*

Friday Confessional

 I'm linking up with the one and only Mamarazzi for her Friday Confessional.

• I think my body is in shock from not having anything fried this week.  It's just not used to this level of healthy-ness.  I confess that I wrote that last week, before I went and screwed it up.  I had good intentions.
• I confess that I want to start a photo meme, but I don't think anyone would play along...and someone would probably tell me that I'm copying someone.  Plus, every good name I come up with for it has already been used.  Apparently, I'm not very original.
• I confess that I HATE that we now have to add the area code to our phone calls.  I've had to reprogram every number in my phone...and I have to redial EVERY call I make!  SO. ANNOYING.  Do you have to do that where you live? 
• I confess that I remember when all we had to dial was 5 digits to make a local call.  I sound OLD.
• I confess that I can NOT believe that is all I have to confess.  Seems as though I've been on my best behavior. 
• I'll try to correct that before next Friday.

Hope you all have a FABULOUS Friday!!

Don't forget to enter my Shabby Apple giveaway - {click here}

Love and Rockets,
jennykate

Friday Confessional and CSN Giveaway Winner

Areeeeee yoooooooooooou ready for some Friday Confessions??? (said in my best WWF commentator voice)








I confess that I have a skinny mirror.  I look at myself in it everyday before leaving the house.  It gives me the boost of confidence I need to get out the door.  Without it, I may never leave the house. 

I confess that I sneezed banana nut muffin all over the place in the break room yesterday morning.  I could feel the sneeze coming and had just taken a large bite of muffin.  I couldn't hold it in.  I might have choked to death. 

I confess that laundry is taking over my house.  The clean piles REFUSE to put themselves away and the dirty piles ARE NOT cleaning themselves. 

I confess that while walking out of Applebee's a dryer sheet fell out of my jeans.  I just kept walking.  At least it wasn't a pair of bikini panties.  Happened to my aunt one time was at the chiropractor's office.  True story.  When the receptionist picked them up with her pencil and asked to the waiting room "who do THESE belong to??"  My aunt just sat there and looked at everyone else.  I think there were a couple of guys in there waiting with her...they HAD to have known they were hers.  Hilarious! 

I also confess that the winner of my $40 CSN giveaway is...Entry #37 - Becca from The Texas Darlings!!!! Congrats, Becca!!!!  I'll send you your code ASAP!

Have a great Friday!!

Love and Rockets,
jennykate♥

Friday Confessional - 03.04

Like every Friday, I'm joining in with, the woman who is about to make 40 FOXXY, Mamarazzi @ Dandelion Wishes, for Friday Confessional.

Let the confessions commence.

I confess that Pizza Hut, Subway, Arby's, and Taco Bell have cooked our dinners the past couple of weeks. We've almost exhausted our small town selections. So tonight, it's McDonald's or Sonic.

Brown bag special anyone? I'm cooking.

I've confessed before that I often take notes of things that could be on my Friday Confessionals. This is all I had for the week...

So, I confess that I can NOT be trusted to be left alone in a doctor's office. I will steal something...a tongue depressor, some band-aids, cotton swabs...something. It's my way of combating boredom. It's like a special form of kleptomania.

I confess that I've had TWO opportunities to get on peopleofwalmart.com this week.

1st offense - I wore these on my Saturday shopping trip.

They're only like 3 inches too big on the heel. I had been working in the house and wearing Michael's sandals around. Then, I decided to make a quick trip to Wal-Mart and as I stepped out of the car, I realized I had never changed into my own shoes.

2nd offense - I wore blue panties under a light colored dress. Last night, when I walked in the door, Michael said "you did NOT wear that all day". To which I replied, "um, yeah, I did...since when are you the fashion police". To which he said, "you're so gonna end up on the peopleofwalmart.com and I'm gonna laugh". Don't you love his support?? Sad thing is that this wasn't the first time...AND I went to Panera Bread, Starbucks, AND Hobby Lobby like that.

Michael said he's just gonna call me "Blue". Gosh, I love that man.

Look for me on the "new pictures" tab...I'm waiting for my 15 minutes of fame.

I confess that I am back on the diet bandwagon and I've been guilted into feeling the need to go to the gym (*achem* thanks, Impulsive). Soooooo. I guess I'm going to start exercising. I can't promise that I'm hitting the gym or anything like that...that's too much committment, but I do promise that I'll try to do something that burns calories at least 3 times a week.

If Michael reads that, he'll totally be thinking that he's gonna get lucky.

Anything you need to confess?? It's better to get a clean conscience going into the weekend. So, confess already, but make it juicy...even if you have to lie...oh, wait, then you'd need to confess that. More confessions the better, I always say!

Love and Rockets,

jennykate

Friday Confessional - 02.25

It is that time again.

Time to purge sins and cleanse the soul...and link up with Mamarazzi's Friday Confessional.

 

I confess that I bought a boyfriend for Flat Mama and Flat Mimi...

and then I left him in Impulsive's purse after a wild and crazy GNO.

So, she left him in the mailbox for me the next day. 

Do you have Pocket Jacob's just randomly show up in your mailbox? 

I didn't think so.

I confess that we took Flat Shawn out and showed her a good time. 

She's such a lush. 

(this pic cracks me up...we were at Fox and Hound Pub/Grille...she's the Fox and he's the Hound...get it?!  I kill myself.)

She also took Flat Mimi and Flat Mama's boyfriend for a spin.

I confess that our little GNO trifecta can NOT take self-portraits worth a hoot. 

Thanks to some random drunk girls in the parking lot, we finally got a semi-good pic.

I'm finding some ugly friends. STAT.

I confess that I am so awkward/weird...especially on elevators.  I dont' know what it is, but I have this insatiable desire to say something.  I can't just stand their quietly.  It drives me crazy.  I always end up saying something weird.  Like this morning, I accidentally pushed floor 3 and no one was getting off on 3.  So, I say "oh, I guess our imaginary friend is getting off on 3".  Then, when the doors open, I say "have a nice day"!...to the imaginary friend, of course. 
*insert weird looks from fellow elevator riders*

Hope you all have a fabulous Friday!!

love and rockets,

jennykate♥

Friday Confessionals - 2.18

I confess...that I have been in a pissy mood this week.

This is me, JennyKate, making a public apology to anyone I was hateful, crabby, bitchy, or mean to this week.

I solemnly swear to be back to my chipper self. STAT.


I confess...that Impulsive tells me everyday that she is going to the gym and everyday I say things like "that's great" or "you're so good" or "I'm so proud of you".

Note to self: Hello!! That's what skinny people get to say. Um, reality check, JK. You're not the skinny person in this relationship...get your fat azz to the gym!

I would also like to confess (profess, but these are confessionals, not professionals...whatever that is) my love for HeyTell. It's the best app evah. If you have an iPhone and don't have it, get it. All the cool kids are doing it. It's kind of like you're talking on a walkie talkie or CB radio on your iPhone.

"Two, four, niner, five, six, seven"..."I can't hear you, you're trailing off and did I catch a niner in there? Were you calling from a walkie-talkie?" (Who can tell me what movie this quote is from...without Googling it?)

I've been watching episodes of Dukes of Hazzard so that I can perfect my CB radio lingo...like 10-4, over, roger that, do you have your ears on, do ya read me, over and out, etc. Impulsive and I even have our own handles. I'm Goldie Locks and she's Black Beauty. We're so cool.

I don't know if you guys know this, but CB lingo was like the beginning of abbreviated speech/text messaging. They say things like "O.L." – Wife ("Old Lady") and "O.M." – Husband ("Old Man"). They've been using this stuff for years! Those truckers were ahead of their time!

This isn't a confession really, just kinda funny...

Y'all heard about all the people who got sick after a party at the Playboy mansion, right? There were like 170 people who were diagnosed with Legionnaires Disease.

I know, I know.

I thought it would be herpes or VD too, but nope.

So, yesterday morning, my aunt was just recapping the Playboy news story to me in the car on the way to work...and then she proceeds to tell me that she's pretty sure that's what she had last week.

oh, realllllly??

My family is whack sometimes yo.

I know what you're thinking and NO she is not a Playboy Bunny...and she has not recently been to Cali.
What do you have to confess? Go over to Mamarazzi's and join in the fun of Friday Confessionals!

Have a fabulous Friday!! Enjoy your weekend!

Goldie Locks, over and out.