Sweet Heidi at Mt. Hope Chronicles was kind enough to give me a tag. Thanks! I so needed a writing prompt this morning as I try to take my mind off Wall Street and our country’s continued downward spiral. Please pay Heidi a visit and leave good thoughts to help her aching back.
Now, I hope she forgives me, but I’m going to take the liberty of adding my little touch – I’m going with 7 Random Confessions…my soul feels the need to be cleansed. And I’m not even Catholic.
Forgive me Bloggers, for I have sinned…
1. I confess to letting my kids listen to pretty much anything on the radio. Currently my 6-year-old’s favorite song is Kid Rock’s “All Summer Long.” Please don’t judge – I never claimed to be Mother of the Year.
2. I confess to going to bed every night feeling like a failure of a mother (see #1). I pray for forgiveness and strength. I promise myself that tomorrow will be different. Yet somehow every night, I find myself right back at square one. Frustrating, no?
3. I confess to having one horrid temper (main reason for #2). 99.9% of the time I’m able to keep it in check, but there are days when I have to count to 10 twice (20?) in order to hold my tongue. I’m pretty sure my obit will list cause of death as “spontaneous combustion.”
Just this morning I lost it with my oldest as we were running out the door. He didn’t want to wear jeans because he thought everyone else in his class would be wearing shorts. I got angry, but changed him anyway to make him happy. I imagine he’s freezing his little derriere off on the playground this morning, but lesson learned, maybe? Why did I get so angry? Not because of his request, but because I’m a complete failure at raising a more confident child that doesn’t give a rat’s ass if anyone else is wearing jeans. I’m counting the seconds until I can give him a very big hug.
4. I confess to absolutely loving “America’s Next Top Model.” I love the cattiness. I love the make overs. I love the photo shoots and the reveal shots at the end. I love the fruitiness of Mr. and Ms. Jay. And I LOVE me some sexy Nigel Barker – hubba hubba. (note to CW – is there a petition circling to get Tyra voted off? I’ll start it.)
5. I confess to completely tuning out on the Election. I’m tired, Tired, TIRED of it all!! I know who I’m going to vote for, can we get this show on the road already? Things are piling up for the future President’s agenda, in case you haven’t noticed, and poor Bushy might as well just quack at his next press conference. We don’t have the luxury of sitting in limbo, people!
6. I confess to imagining my friends holding secret meetings every month just to discuss how totally awesome it is to have daughters. I’m the only one in my family/friend circle to be blessed with all boys (shout out to the RAB ladies!). I love my boys with every inch of my body and soul, but some days I feel like my face is pressed up against the plate glass window just looking in – watching all the bows being clipped, sweet dresses being twirled, long hair being braided. Pathetic, I know. But I see all your heads out there nodding in agreement, just go ahead and confess it – you’ll feel better, I know.
7. I confess to having darker secrets. In time those might be revealed. But for now, I’m in this for the fun.
So there it is. Thanks for the indulgence. I’m off to say 10 Hail June Cleavers and get to feeling more like my sassy self.
Happy Hump Day!
