These Are My Confessions. *

I’m just going to jump right in today as I don’t have time for some class act intro. . . .so here we go:

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I confess. . . I couldn’t wait to post this week strictly because of this photo. It’s basically amazing and I used to be ALL up in this jam. Middle School days re-lived. #Winning. #TheseAreMyConfessions #Usher

I often strategically leave “my” iPad in an easily accessible location before bed for my daughter to find each morning. It equates to an additional 30 minutes + of sleep for me. As long as she has the iPad, she’s completely preoccupied AKA forgets she needs to pull my hair, steal my blankets, yell my name for no reason and shriek loudly for food. It’s pretty much the best idea I’ve ever had.

I plan to make this Lemonade stand for my daughter today . . . . It’s pretty much amazing. Since I’m currently just running my Etsy Shop from home, I figure: Why not put my almost 3-year-old to work? She needs to start pulling her weight. Did I mention my mother is coming over to help us get supplies and construct? #GodHelpUs. #GirlsDayGoneWrong. #ToolTime!

I offered to guest post for Chelsee next Thursday over at Southern Beauty Guide. I’m beyond excited!! I haven’t a clue what I’m going to publish yet but I can’t wait to be featured on such a fun blog. Great girl, great blog, great name! (I’m a little partial). Seriously though, what should I post?? GO check her out and let me know your thoughts!!

I can’t stop eating Lucky Charms. It’s not even normal. . . . went to Costco and got our 2nd family pack in less than 2 weeks. I need an intervention.

I’ve decided I’m growing out my eyebrows. It’s already been 2 months, I rarely go out in public, and nobody (cough. cough. MOM) taught me how to handle this situation in the first place so I’m pretty sure I’ve been doing it all wrong since day one. Why not start over? In the mean time, this is me. . . . .(BTW: This is an entire GIF link dedicated to eyebrows. I God damn love the internet.)

We had deer in our yard today. Now I realize to some of you that’s a totally normal occurrence, but we live off a major intersection with limited fields/wooded areas around, basically a city. . . Deer don’t just come about often/ever. I’m not really confessing anything here, but because of this I have to share this Facebook status update from my sister in-law back in 2011. I wish I still had her initial text message asking for assistance. #Hilarious. #DeerStandingByYourCarAre NOTAnEmergency.

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With that, I’m out of here!

Check out how you can confess every Wednesday with Kathy of Vodka & Soda or just Link-Up for the hell of it with Liz at Fitness Blondie for her weekly Hump Day Blog Hop! #GetIt.

 

Cheers!

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8 thoughts on “These Are My Confessions. *

    • Well apparently nobody ever told me you’re not supposed to pluck the top of your brows, just shape them. . . I’ve been doing double duty on each brow for the past 14 years and I’m over it, I want some simple shape back!!

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  1. Hahahaha I love how you strategically place your iPad so you can sneak in some more sleep each morning! Pure genius! And omg Cinnamon Toast Crunch all day long girl!

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    • Yeah the iPad thing started when she would wake me to ask me where it was every morning. I quickly came to the realization that if I placed it in a simple spot that each morning I could add an extra snooze alarm or two to the mix. The best is when she climbs into bed with the ipad and me and I can just sleep for another hour while she tries to figure out angry birds or watches netflix kids. #LOVELife.

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