It's Thursday, which means we are one day away from everyone's favorite day of the week. A little light-hearted confessing sounded like a fine idea for today. Here's what's been going on in our world...
I confess... I was at a conference for work last week when I looked down and realized my pants were unzipped. I don't even know how many people I interacted with before I noticed, but it was a lot. Professional, party of one.
I confess... Parker was gone for 10 days earlier this month. He came home with a bag of dirty laundry bigger than me and bragged, "I was the only one who didn't have to do laundry!". His gain, my loss. Laundry for days.
I confess... Parker and I have a Saturday morning routine that we get giddy excited about. Every Saturday morning, I make those Pillsbury cinnamon rolls in a can. Why go homemade when they taste so good right out of the can? Saturday morning cinnamon rolls always make the top 5 moments of the week.
I confess... I was talking to my parents and somehow Abe Lincoln and the fact that he was really tall came up. I spouted off my shouldn't-count-as-medical-knowledge and told them it is believed he had Marfan syndrome, which could explain why he was so tall. I told them it also makes sense because he died young. My mom looked at me and said "well, he was assassinated, so that's probably more why he died young". Foot. in. mouth. Good call, mom. Good call.
I confess... I restore Jenny's ears to factory settings at least once a day. It drives me nuts when one of her ears is flopped up, so Parker will flip it up when I'm not looking just to see me quickly "restore to factory settings". The OCD in me can't handle it.