Hello Monday. And hello YOU!
How was your weekend? Do anything FUN?
Ours was pretty low key with most of the usuals – Trackstars, pancakes, lots of time outside, church on Sunday – all great except when I sat down to write my typical “On the Weekends, We”-post, I didn’t have any pictures to show you. Well three. I had three pictures.
I kinda love that I forgot.
Sometimes it’s nice to just BE PRESENT in those moments instead of hitting pause, running into the other room to get your phone, running back and then saying, “Ok, can you do that great thing again?” It’s not special anymore. (Someone seriously needs to invent those blinky-eye-camera things that I talked about before.) My people deserve much more of my time.
Anyway, I’m in the mood to share some truths with you this fine morning. Share a couple of YOURS in the comments so that we can both feel better, mmkay?!
I confess that I alone have eaten an entire pan of brownies since last Wednesday.
I confess that I loved every bite. Chocolate just makes me so happy. (I also confess that I found dark chocolate around my mouth MANY times last week and just licked it off instead of using a napkin.)
I confess that Porter is thinning out a bit and it makes me sad. I love a rolly-polly baby.
I confess that looking at March’s upcoming schedule makes my head spin.
I confess that I need to take something off my plate. I know what it needs to be but I just haven’t made up my mind to step away.
I confess that I actually just added one more thing to my schedule. A SPARTAN RACE!! Very excited. More info to come
I confess that Travis’ manbun has me like whoa.
I confess that I spent a good 20 minutes just examining my face yesterday. Tweezing hairs, picking at my skin, making funny faces to see what they look like to other people.
I confess that I need to stop making some of these funny faces or I’ll lose friends.
I confess that I actually don’t have friends.
I confess that I’m ecstatic that I can fit into some of my older workout pants, even though I wrote this post on Friday. Not really from a vanity point but more from a, “now I don’t have to buy new pants”-point. Because I need a minivan.
I confess that I’m ready for Spring. Like OH SO READY. We’re never coming back inside once it’s nice.
I confess that I think I broke my hand a month ago (doing a box jump) and that I never got an xray or went to the doctor. It still hurts and I need to have it examined. :/
I confess that I’m currently writing this post on Sunday so these are technically Sunday’s confessions. Tricked ya.
That’s all I got for today. Errr..yesterday.
QUESTION: Finish the sentence. I confess……