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Today i ate my very first boiled peanut ever...
i confess that i actually liked it! i further confess that i was surprised that i did! :cheerleader: |
I confess that I listened to the Backstreet Boys and found myself actually singing along with the song.
I confess that as much as I try to dance, it's the ultimate no-win situation I confess that I'm scared of these thunderstorms that are moving through the area right now |
I must confess,
I have laughed so hard this weekend, that not only have I cried but I also lost my breathe..Thanks in part to having pnuemonia..But it was well worth the headache that I had later.. My power walk was amazing tonight and thank goodness, I found bandaids that covered up the blister on the back of my foot and I could walk a mile in ten minutes.. I am going over to my mom's house in the morning so she can hem the suit I just bought for this interview with Bloomingdales on Thursday... I got nothing accomplished this weekend. It felt good to stay home and look for jobs and then playing the Sims3. I didn't mean to upset BBM and I would like to apologize if I did. Zimmy |
I confess that my tired eyes are ready for sleep.
I confess that my tired body is ready for the bed. I confess that my soul is still a lil too awake for sleep to come. I confess that when it does come tho, I anticipate it being a long, restful sleep. I confess sometimes, I may not understand all the rules...but, usually it's those times that the rules are never spoken...just expected to be understood. I confess I'm a smart cookie..and it doesn't take me too too long to pick up on the unspoken truths. I confess....a good book, a warm blanket & the bedroom window open sound like heaven right now...and with that, I confess a fond farewell for the night (yeah, yeah..I know..day) to you wonderful Confessors. oh! I also confess to missing GT's daily donut confessions! |
I confess that the book, the blanket & the window were all accomplished...and then the sunrise began...
I confess that it's possible that I am easily convinced (especially in the face of beauty) to stay up "just a lil longer" I confess that it's bedtime for real this time! Happy Monday Confessors! |
I confess I haven't gotten to the point of I wanna workout...still just at the gotta go phase...
I confess ignoring/silence effects me more than a blow up. I confess I am thinking about moving to Iowa sooner. I confess....that its not for lack of love for this city! |
i confess, after reading pixie's post about iowa, i thought about some paths crossed:
http://www.greatapetrust.org/ |
I confess to being very anxious today.
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I confess:
trying to rush the Process mostly ends up with sub-par product....I am making chick-peas...I didn't plan ahead well so I didn't soak them over night, just a few hours, and now I am cooking them...and, although they are cooking, they are Not gonna be as good as they would have been, soaked over night... that is a real story...as well as a physical manifestation and reminder of the importance of the Process as The Promise to good Product |
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The best way to eat them is when they are still hot from the pot. :tease: I confess 'n stuff... |
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Dare I ask what else is on that list? Lol!
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But i just gotta go here... at least i stayed awake...LOL |
I confess each time I visit my mother...I see her differently.
I confess its not in a good way. I confess this makes me feel guilty. I also confess I wish she'd come home. |
I confess... I am ready for my comfy pillow and bed...
I confess... it is hard to be home 1 1/2 hours before bedtime.. just to get up and go back to work... yeah for money though! :hangloose: I confess... I am excited about my scrapbooking retreat.. I cant wait to spend time with my best friend.. I have missed her so much.. I confess... I am very sad that Sir's days off are while I am gone... but he wants me to go because he knows I enjoy it so much.. I confess... I will enjoy being away from work... I confess... I am ready for Peppa to get sleepy so she can snuggle with me under the blankets.. I confess... I am too tired to confess anymore... |
I must confess,
Today was exhausting! I drove most of the day and just got home. I spent almost four hours chatting with Violane at a Starbucks. It was fun and I enjoyed it! I'm thinking that Becca is right and my bed is calling my name. Good Night, Zimmy |
i had no idea how much time had passed. ha. lots of stuff to catch up on with both of us moving back to an area at the same time- and with so many changes to central florida . :tea:
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i confess...
the first 2 days after my injury i slept A Lot! since then im up by 10 or so--awake 45 mins b4 but wont get out of bed on principal i get majorly tired between7-830 if i dont go to bed then i am up half the night to combat that i take a sleeping pill and a pain pill--which doesnt hapve much affect--takes hrs to kick in i laid in the pool too long today with parts exposed that havent seen UV rays in yrs---ouch i am glad my baby is laying over there snoring her lil head off--she needs the rest that since the injury my chocolate craving has decreased tremendously and my soda intake is almost nil |
I confess... I feel like I'm semi-spiralling and have to remind myself that succumbing once doesn't mean failure.
I confess... work hates me. I confess... I'm going to miss the girl, but am glad I can give her the gifts of doing things she wants. I confess... I need to make a to-do list. I confess... that while I frequently find myself at a loss, I know that my actions are for the best. I confess... my thoughts will remain mine. I confess... a friend reached out to me, without even knowing there was a need. |
I must confess,
My body is letting me know that I'm not young anymore. I'm thinking a nap will be in order today! My farmer's tan is a little bit more prominent after all of that driving I dud yesterday. Violane is correct, it was hot yesterday here in Central Florida and my face is breaking out about. I'm going for a huge cup of coffee! Zimmy |
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