Confessions

1.  I have never left my child with a babysitter.

Now hear me out.  I have left her before.  Matt puts her to bed when I have a meeting, she's stayed with my in laws for almost an entire day, she goes to the nursery at the gym almost every day.  It's not like girl is attached to my hip.  Well, she kind of is.  I mean, she has to be if I want to take her anywhere, right?

But this month I have been invited to several holiday celebrations.  And my dear, sweet husband is in trial out of town and will be gone practically all month.  Not to mention the fact that we have no family within 350 miles of us. 

It was time.

I hit up my favorite mommy friends and got some recommendations.  I have an official babysitter scheduled for Thursday evening and I'm throwing her in head first by having her put Natalie to bed.  Ha!  Should be interesting considering I'm still nursing and girl thrives on her nighttime routine.  But I've got to start somewhere. 


2.  I have no idea what to get my father for Christmas.  Really, I never do.  He's so not the typical dad.  You know the kind that golfs, grills, or needs office supplies?  Nope.  Not Pops.  He more sits, drinks beer, and watches sports.  And I have gotten him enough sports memorabilia that is collecting dust.  Ideas?


3.   My Christmas tree is still sitting in the middle of my family room with no lights or ornaments on it.  It's in this weird, leaning position and I have not been able to fix it myself so I am waiting until Matt has 0.2 seconds so he can help.  I will have the lights up this week.  I WILL!


4.  I'm not a fan of bath time.  There.  I said it.  It's completely out of pure laziness as Natalie really likes the bath and is no trouble at all.  But if it was socially acceptable to bathe your child once I week, I'd be all over that.  For now, I'll stick with every other day. 


5.  I tried a new recipe for cookies yesterday to send for a cookie exchange.  I'm pretty sure I messed up measuring how much flour I was supposed to use because the cookies spread like WHOA.  I mean, like WHOA.  But they still tasted good so I sent them anyway.  There was no way I was going to go out to the store to get more ingredients to make something else.  And like I said, they still tasted good.  Karma's probably going to screw me and I'll receive some gross thumbprint cookies with fruit in the middle.  Ick.  Give me chocolate.

Confessions

• When I was in middle school, I was at an Indiana Pacers game with my Dad. We had 1/2 seasons tickets so we knew the people that sat around us pretty well. The game was getting really exciting and everyone was jumping up and down and screaming and such. Well, my maxi pad unknowingly fell out of my pocket during the commotion and the man sitting next to me found it on the ground and gave it back to me. Oh my gosh, I just about died right there on the spot. To this day it is my most embarrassing moment. Ever.
• I never uttered a single cuss word until college.
• In college, I once said the F-word in church. Then I knew I had a problem. Talk about reality check.
  
• Freshman year I used to watch "Best of Friends" with my future roomie every single day. This was before the seasons individually came out. These are still some of my very favorite episodes and I can quote them like it's my job. My "friend" I watched them with however...I now hate. Okay, okay...strongly dislike.
  
• She and another girl left me in our apartment sophomore year alone for the summer when they originally said they were staying. I was stuck paying for all of the utilities by myself. Oh, until one day they e-mailed me and said they were shutting everything off, that day! Yeah. So I had no cable or internet for the rest of the summer...and was just nearly able to switch the electric over to my name before I lost power. They also replaced the doorknobs on their doors with ones that locked because they were afraid I would take their stuff. Then one day I got home from work and they had been there and taken some of MY stuff out of MY room. From that day forward I kept all of our cleaning supplies, toilet paper, paper towels, etc. in my car for fear they would come back one day and steal them. Never, ever, ever live in threes.
  
• I can't sew. Who knows if I could even replace a button. Mama=fail on this one.
• It completely stresses me out when I get behind on my blog reading. This is actually something I worry about on vacation...that everyone keeps writing and I will have mountains to read when I return.
• I've never been to Las Vegas.
• I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up.
• Matt was my first serious boyfriend.
  

Alright ladies. Spill it! Anything you want to confess??

Confessions

I'm completely in love with the show Big Brother.

I only like one person, Jeff.

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The only reason I like him is because he is F.I.N.E.
I never call anyone fine in real life.
I had a dream the other night that Matt cheated on me with one of my friends from high school.
When I woke up I started crying in the middle of the night.
No, I did not think it was true.
When I told him about the dream yesterday and that I woke up crying...he laughed.
Last night I was not happy with my husband.
First he cheats on me, then he laughs at me when I cry?
Not. Cool.
Good thing he is F.I.N.E.
We have to go to a fundraiser this weekend for a friend who is running for office in our city.
I still vote in Indiana.
I also still have an Indiana driver's license and plates.
I've lived in Ohio for over 3 years.
Our anniversary is next month and I am completely gitty already.
The weekend makes me happier than all the week days combined.

Yeah for Friday! Have a great weekend!!