I confess that as evil as they can be, I am really grateful for credit cards. Not grateful for the $2,000 in medical bills that required us to use one, but grateful that they do indeed exist.
I confess sometimes I wonder how Viggo Mortensen can be so beautiful as Aragorn and not as attractive at other times.
I confess I love peppermint ice cream but I hate when there are candy bits in it. I can never seem to find it without candy bits. Darn those candy canes, they should go back to the North Pole where they belong. Except the Starburst ones, those can stay.
I confess my husband took they day off to spend time with our daughter because I have to work all day. That means I am going to have to spend the next week breaking her of saying the word butt again. Seriously, I can work for weeks on it and he can change her language in two seconds. Not. Fair.
I confess I bought the cutest coffee mug the other day. Problem? I don't drink coffee, I have been drinking all the apple cider I can get my hands on to have an excuse to use it.
What are you confessing this week?