I confess that I cannot say what I have been thinking about for the past two days or I will be in hot water.

I confess I just wanna light a match....

I confess I played with the Google page multiple times today.

I confess... my principal is a freaking idiot. when a chair needs felt pads to stop scratching the floor she suggests a wagon. WTF??? because it isn't about the student being physically capable (motor issues) of pushing the chair but protecting the floor.

i confess...
 

I confess...

The General's room is a disaster zone. Per federal government criteria I am sure.

I threw away many pieces of "art".

Bed time came surprisingly early, my how time flies.

I don't feel bad at all.

i confess that after reading this i scrolled down to check my other posts for egregious spelling errors

i confess that i also laughed aloud because the same twitchy thingy happens to me with regard to grammatical slaughter. not that i'm above slinging a preposition onto the end of a sentence or other wild and crazy grammaticalish behavior

i confess that editing something out for a TOS reason is probably more adult behavior than could ever be expected of me!

I confess it was a fantastic vacation.

I confess learning our hosts don't vote caused me to lose respect for them.

I confess comments made by our hosts made me to want to tell them that is why they should pay attention and vote or they shouldn't complain.

I confess I didn't waste my breath.

I confess having the driver of the returning home from vacation airport shuttle try to defend Romney and say that things were fine under Don't Ask, Don't Tell, had me seething.

I confess being told to not agitate said driver by someone I thought shared my feelings and had my back may have been the middle (as opposed to the beginning) of the end.

I confess I truly hope my current foul mood is brought on by lack of sleep, limited groceries, and the fact I HAVE to go to work today when I would rather have a day to recover from travel.

Oh, and I confess don't even let me get started about my missing Tatiana mini vanilla cigars or my missing driver's license.....

I confess I think this cranky mood needs to be adjusted and I need to remember how blessed I am in so many, many ways.

I confess.... Is it nap time yet? :)

I confess pessimism is my default setting.

I confess I wish pessimism weren't my default setting but don't know how to be any other way.

I confess I don't understand sunny positive people, even though they're nice to be around.

I confess that I thought a few counselling sessions would suddenly "cure" me and I would find the magic trick to flipping the switch on (or is it off) in my brain and that my life would be better.

I confess that I feel like I'm getting nowhere fast and that this is a pessimistic attitude.

I confess I am holding Teh Arwen to this post right here when I make to the next Reunion. Chocolate, chocolate glazed or jelly filled please. And thank you :lol2:

I confess I have to leave at 5 to have the grill fired up by 5:30. Can someone tell me why I am wide awake? :blink:

I confess I feel your pain.

I confess keep looking and you will find IT.

I confess it is an amazing feeling to dump the pessimism.

I confess that a long time ago when I was a young just out lesbian I learned a hard lesson about boundaries, integrity and not coveting thy neighbors wife...

I confess that lesson reminds me now how honesty in a relationship heals and strengthens ones love.

I confess I am grateful we do say the hard things and can trust the integrity of the others person. Trust helps us navigate the tricky stuff.

I'm swimming in an enormous sea of guilt right now..... I work for a client who is diabetic. His sugars have been running high the past week or so...and even though he HAD been off the insulin (since he improved his diet) he caved in and got some insulin because of the recent highs. WELL....today he had me take his blood sugar before he ate. It registered high. He had me give him insulin. Then for some reason, it occurred to him that maybe his test strips were bad. I tested his b/s with NEW test strips only to find that it was actually LOW...and the insulin would be bringing it down a LOT more in the next 2 hours. I had to load him up with honey and chocolate and juice to bring his b/s up. All I could think was if something happened it would have been me that gave him the insulin...and god FORBID this had happened after I had put him to bed....I honestly didnt know that test strips expire...I PROBABLY learned that in nursing school (I stated but never finished) Im just exceptionally grateful that he is so very in tune with his body and he's going to be ok now....but it was a close call and left me more than slightly rattled...to say the least....