Do you read Mamarazzi? If not, you should. She's awesome. She is hosting Friday Confessional today and the good Lord knows I always have LOTS to confess.
I confess that I texted (yes, you add an -ed to make it past tense) while driving this week. I NEVER do that. SHAME.ON.ME.
I confess that I made a little road trip last weekend to see a friend and did a little retail therapy for my less than stellar birthday. I may have spent a little or a lot. I'll never tell.
I confess that I fell back in love with an ex. First name Captain. Last name Morgan. He's AMAZEBALLS.
I confess that I ate a cheeseburger on Tuesday. I've started a weight loss challenge with some friends that require us to weigh in weekly and confess our
I confess that I had road rage with some truckers this weekend. For 38 minutes. (click the link for the full story if you dare)
I confess that when the story about the tragedy in Tucson, AZ first came out, I asked my hubby where TUCK-SON was. Seriously people. And I used to be an elementary school teacher. In my defense, geography has never been my thing. DON'T YOU DARE JUDGE ME.
I confess that I accidentally watched from middle to end of Zack and Mira Make a Porno. Who doesn't enjoy Seth Rogan or Elizabeth Banks? I am so ashamed of myself. I felt so dirty that I had to take a shower immediately after.
I confess that I had a less than interesting conversation with a toothless meth-head at the Walmart yesterday. She wanted to know where I found my "plump tomatoes". At first I thought she was kidding so I laughed. She wasn't kidding. She couldn't find the tomatoes. I LOVE my town. I wonder if she saw the weigh-in spreadsheet?
And finally I confess that Rihanna's song Only Girl is being played so much that it makes me want to poke my eardrums out with a dull pencil and slit my wrists with a tortilla chip. Seriously.

I confess that when the story about the tragedy in Tucson, AZ first came out, I asked my hubby where TUCK-SON was. Seriously people. And I used to be an elementary school teacher. In my defense, geography has never been my thing. DON'T YOU DARE JUDGE ME.
I confess that I accidentally watched from middle to end of Zack and Mira Make a Porno. Who doesn't enjoy Seth Rogan or Elizabeth Banks? I am so ashamed of myself. I felt so dirty that I had to take a shower immediately after.
I confess that I had a less than interesting conversation with a toothless meth-head at the Walmart yesterday. She wanted to know where I found my "plump tomatoes". At first I thought she was kidding so I laughed. She wasn't kidding. She couldn't find the tomatoes. I LOVE my town. I wonder if she saw the weigh-in spreadsheet?
And finally I confess that Rihanna's song Only Girl is being played so much that it makes me want to poke my eardrums out with a dull pencil and slit my wrists with a tortilla chip. Seriously.
Do you have something to confess? Do it. You'll feel better.
♥
Mrs. Coco
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