I confess… my “I attended the Hill Valley High Enchantment Under the Sea Dance” is clearly not subtle enough; I keep getting random compliments. Wait ’til they see this one!

I confess… I don’t think I realized how much I actually missed my husband until he came home last night. You know, I’m a big girl and can handle it but yeah, I hope he doesn’t take anymore business trips soon. The next conference he has, we’ll be there with him anyway. That’s already planned.

I confess… I have to buckle down and get things done today; I have three major tasks to accomplish before I go home and shut my brain down for the weekend.

I confess… I have to dye eggs with the kids tomorrow and though I do have fond memories of this when I was a child, being in charge of this project brings way too much stress. That reminds me – I have to go grab a cheap campus newspaper to cover my table for this impending vinegar-laden drudge-fest.

I confess… I am over the top thrilled that Ash took the day off and is staying home with Isaac  whose school is closed  And that he’s at Lowe’s right now, buying a new toilet part and shelving. He’s not exactly Mr. Fix-it but when he gets motivated, things get done.

I confess… I have to cut this post short and really work. Sigh. I don’t wanna work… I wanna go home and lay on my deck and drink sweet tea. ::whine::

I confess… another long week for me and I had some seriously irritated moments. I may not have been the nicest to one of my students who complained that his paper was due this week. They’ve been working on it for five weeks! I was also a little heavy handed on my horn for people trying to make a left at the intersection of College and Monroe. I can clearly see that No Left sign, can’t you?

I confess… I woke up in a crappy mood this morning and got mad at Ash. I wish I hadn’t; this is supposed to be my big birthday extravaganza day and I am already on the path to ruining it. I guess there’s still time: lunch, the movie, and dinner.

I confess… I love my new haircut but it’s definitely shorter than I expected. Whenever the hairdresser washes then combs it out, it’s longer than it will be when dry (obviously, since it’s curly) but I took a whopping 13 inches off and when it dries, it’s too short to put up. I just wanted the option. Oh well. At least I donated my gorgeous hair to Locks for Love.

I confess… wearing my hair down is sometimes annoying to me but I am determined to get over it. I kind of hate the feeling of it touching my face but like most women in the world, I can do this. LOL. I am SO not girly. Maybe having a daughter will change that! I mean, the “girliest” thing I do is getting pedicures.

I confess… I created a Pandora station based on the 5th Dimension, because the XM Love station keeps playing Last Night (I couldn’t get to sleep at all) and man, this station is awesome! I mean, all my favorites are on here. Thanks, Pandora!

I confess… it sucks that it’s supposed to rain all weekend. I was hoping Sunday would be sunny s o the boys could play outside. Solo parenting is easier with more options at my disposal. I may have to get creative with indoor crafts. Le sigh.

I confess… I wasn’t kidding when I said I’d buy myself a cupcake on my official b-day next Weds and cry into it by myself in the kitchen. I’l be sure to take super sad photos. LOL. (Really, birthdays don’t mean all that much to me. I am over-reacting!)

I confess… I am waiting on my coffee to kick in this morning. And I need it to; I have a lot to get done before I leave this office for the day.

I confess… We’re heading into a period of time when Ash is going to be very busy and I’ll be picking up the parenting slack. Typically, this doesn’t bother me but being pregnant makes me resent it a wee bit.

I confess… I AM getting some special birthday things soon (salon, spa, nice dinner) so I’ll just shut my mouth, keep pushing onward.

I confess… I cannot wait for Sunday when our high is 80. Aww yeah. I’ll be sipping sweet tea on the deck during nap time and the kids will be playing in the yard ALL afternoon. Thank you, Spring!

I confess… I ate a lot of dark chocolate this week. Mindless snacking is really bad.

I confess… I’m having the urge to spend a lot of money, which is bad because I have got to save where I can for summer and maternity leave. But a couple cute shirts for the boys wouldn’t hurt right? or maybe a cute new baby outfit?

I confess… I am anxiously awaiting the return of the egg bagel to Bruegger’s. And how pathetic is that?

I confess… my quiet Spring Break week has gone by all too quickly and I have to tie up loose ends so I’m out. Have a great weekend!

I confess… I was so darn busy yesterday that I couldn’t muster any kind of post. The prompt  I had chosen for the Writer’s Workshop was 10 things I know how to do. Surprisingly, I couldn’t think of that many!

I confess… I had student conferences so jam-packed together that I had to tell one kid to sit tight just so I could finally pee. THEN I had a staff meeting, which I left early to get to the doctor to have my second ultrasound!

I confess… I wasn’t all that worried about it until about ten minutes before, and only because of all the health things they can see in this one. I may have mentioned that I used to NEVER want a girl but then this time, I had a total change of heart and was going to be fine/happy even if it was a girl. Well, guess what? It IS!

I confess… I am actually fairly worried about raising a girl. There’s so much involved! I’m bad with hair and barrettes and skirts and then don’t even start on the whole pre-teen/teen eating issues/body image, etc.

I confess… I never really found myself drawn to little girl clothes either; how about pink camo? That’s about all the pink I could stomach. We’ll be looking in the realm of green/purple/yellow,etc.

I confess… I am still a little in shock over it, even though I kind of had a feeling it might be a girl. I feel like we “disappointed” family when the second one was a boy. Not like anyone has a legit reason to feel that way; no one controls that but daddy’s swimmers and even then, it’s a total crap shoot.

I confess… we’re working on names. We had one picked out but now we’re throwing around other ideas. It has to be unique but not too crazy. Ours boys have solid names that not a lot of other kids have but they aren’t crazy. So this one needs to follow suit.

I confess… I need this afternoon off; I had a serious mood swing yesterday, probably from all the anxiety and stress form being busy and internalizing so many worries.

I confess.. I started playing Candy Crush this week. I see why so many people are into it. Luckily, the lives work so that you don’t play TOO much. Because I could see myself doing that!

I confess… I need to hang up this post and get down to work! Have a good weekend, dear readers.

I confess… I took myself to Zaxbys and ate bad-for-you food because I was in a bad mood about the budget cuts at school. I basically lost 3k over the summer due to them and it was/is stressing me out.

I confess… I tried to fix a lot of problems with food this week.

I confess… I also took some “mental health” hours yesterday to engage in some retail therapy. Not much; just a wee bit of Target dollar aisle shopping. But oh how it makes me feel better.

I confess… I have got to get on that elliptical more often. It makes me feel like a whole person when I am working out.

I confess… I laughed out loud at this parody of the “We Saw Your Boobs” song at the Oscars. Turnabout is fair play.

I confess… I finished all my grading yesterday… and then two more people turned papers in at the last minute. Argh.

I confess… I am not sorry to see February go. Most people I know didn’t like that month and we’re all happy it’s March.

So happy March! Have a good weekend!

I confess… I slept waaay better last night but I did get up once around 2 and lay on the couch. Turns out my new couch is way awesome for reclining but if you lay on your side for too long, it can be a real pain.

I confess… I was a whiny bitch this week. I’m getting better though, really, so I should just shut up. Like everyone says when they try to help you feel better about pregnancy: it doesn’t last forever.

I confess… in years past, I was scared to death of having a girl. There are multiple reasons: raising one is a lot harder with all these stupid societal things, I am not very girly so I feel like I might let her down, and I really don’t get excited about girl clothes. There’s an inherent feeling in each mother, I believe, that draws you to one gender over the other. I was drawn to having sons. HOWEVER, I have actually come to terms with the possibility that this child could be a girl. (This actually surprises me. ) And I think that would be cool. I know how boys work now and it would be a real life experience to have a daughter. I may feel like I’ve missed out if I have all boys. But also, having three boys would bring a lot of comments from people and I love to argue, so there’s that! But I can’t change what it is now and come March 7th, I’ll know one way or another.

I confess… I also sort of hope it’s a girl because then people will probably throw me nice showers because, “Oh, you must have no girl things!” wink wink

I confess…it annoys me that Luke Bryan only ever goes to Panama City. I know that’s his audience ( drunk twenty-somethings?) but come on, Luke. Get on over here. If Zac Brown can do the Civic Center, so can you, babe.

I confess… I’ve been having this weird feeling like I am trapped. Like, trapped in my skin, in my clothes, even when they are big and comfortable. When I get in my car in the afternoon, I have to roll down the windows to keep from feeling claustrophobic. I have never felt like that before. I guess it’s a pregnancy thing. I remember this girl in my Photo 1 class in junior year who flipped out being in the dark dark room (where you take the film out of its container and roll it into the developing canister). She literally ran screaming from the room. I sometimes feel like that and I HAVE to go outside. Sometimes, I feel like that at 2 AM but I am way too afraid of going out to the deck and scaring one of the feral cats that is inevitably camping out back there.

I confess… I’m feeling super motivated right now so I had better take advantage and get things done. Happy Friday  Have a good weekend!

I confess…  I hope it’s the kind of day at work where no one needs me, no one comes in to bother me. I am in the mood to just buckle down and get work done.  I might even clean up in here.

I confess…  I feel awfully scatterbrained this morning. I keep flitting from one thing to another, not finishing any one task.

I confess… I feel like I have been awful about the food I’m eating during this pregnancy but so far, the doc said my weight gain is fine. I almost wish they had told me otherwise!

I confess… I am not happy that our coldest temps of the season are coming tomorrow… when Elliot has his last soccer game at 9 AM. OMG.

I confess… I have a feeling that means we’ll head to someplace warm for lunch, someplace with comfort food. Most likely Cracker Barrel.

I confess.. I am doing everything in my power not to take this Claritin right now. My doc said Allegra was ok to take so I took a 12 hour pill at 8 last night. But the Claritin is 24 hour and by tonight, I’ll be kicking myself if I took it. ARGH. Damn these allergies!

I confess... my Valentine’s Day was pretty darn good. Ash got me a lovely card and we feasted on steaks and mashed potatoes from Bonefish before flopping on the couch and watching basketball. Of course, I took that Allegra and promptly fell asleep. But oh, what good sleep it was, there on the couch under my fuzziest blanket.

I confess… I probably look like crap because of these allergies; my eyes are slightly closed, my nose is red, and I am breathing all funky. I need to quarantine my office!

Ok, that’s all I’ve got. It mostly bitching and moaning but hey, you can take it. Have a good weekend!

I confess… this week has felt weird to me. Some good things happened, and I had some busy days, but I also felt out of whack.

I confess… it may take everything in my power to NOT buy Girl Scout Cookies. And not because I want sweets like whoa, but because one box of Thin mints in the freezer is just a comforting thought.

I confess… I went out to Bonefish with some friends last night. I also ate way too much. Want to know? My friend and I split an order of Lobster Rangoon, I had two Shirley Temples (hey, it sounded fabulous), two of the Bang Bang tacos and their whipped mashed potatoes. Not to mention some of their awesome bread. TOO FULL.

I confess… it makes me kind of annoyed that The Eagles are not on Spotify. I mean, I realize I am listening to music for free but haven’t they made enough in four decades??

I confess… I base how my day might go upon  whether or not the first piece of trash I throw at the can actually goes in. If in, good day, if not, BAD. (Today? It went in. )

I confess… I was having a dream in which I was having some kind of sexy dream – lol – but in that dream, the kids came barging in and woke me up. SO, when I woke from my real dream and realized I was alone, Ash was in the shower, and I was still wrapped up all warm in my blankets, I was so relieved!

I confess… I just did my budget for this two weeks and I have money left. What do I want to buy??

I confess… I got really irritated about social constructs earlier this week. I went off about the stupidity of Valentine’s Day and how my kid shouldn’t HAVE to give everyone a valentine. But I let it go. Because you have to conform sometimes… and there’s time to teach them the real meaning of sharing your feelings with someone, not just one one day. But I still hate that holiday. There will be an more on-depth post as the day nears.

I confess… no matter what I eat or drink, it upsets my stomach. Stupid pregnancy issues.

I confess… this pregnancy is making it difficult to concentrate, and sometimes the late afternoons are so god-awful slow and irritating, I literally am clawing my eyes out.

I confess… I would leave work and head to the beach if I a.) didn’t have familial obligations and b.) it wasn’t only 31 degrees this morning!

I confess… when I was procrastinating real work this week, I attempted to pin more on my Pinterest account. Go me!

I confess.. blame it on pregnancy hormones but I really miss my family today. Not the kids and Ash, though sometimes I do that too. But my mom and dad and sister and even where they live, a little. The last time we went, I just had a great time. Ash even said it was one of our best visits. No one got angry or irritated, the weather was nice, and it was a lovely time.That’s obviously not the last time (it was about two Junes ago) but there you go anyway; sister, her b/f, mom, and us.

I confess…I have let a lot of my anger from earlier this week go. I am focusing on being positive and less hateful. It’s going to be difficult!

I confess… I could eat eggs for every single meal. I can’t seem to get enough.

I confess… You know what else I want to eat in mass quantities? Steak. And I am not normally a steak person.

I confess… I am totally ready for the weekend, even though tomorrow’s going to be nuts: soccer pics at 9, game at 10, Ash will be gone most of the rest of the day for a card tournament and it’ll be just me and the kiddos. Maybe I relish the challenge.

I confess… I know Matisyahu has been around a while now but I really like this song:

I confess… I have been listening to a lot of reggae lately. The last time I did that? 8th Grade.

I confess… my latest purchase obsession is wooden tray and cactus planters, to be used together of course. I am so bad at keeping plants alive but I should do OK with cacti.

I confess… Ash and I found this channel we have called the American Auction Network and on weekends, late at night, they’re auctioning off plots of land and houses down south and it’s hilarious to watch these guys try to sell pieces of crap. But they did have a few beach homes in Cocoa. Nothing special but it’s a dream of ours to have one down there for vacations.