>The confessional is now open. Take a number and wait to be called. You don’t have to wait. You could bump yourself to the front of the line and then confess about it later. You have to wait behind me though. I go first…
Confessions of The Drama Mama:
#1. I did not crave chocolate and Golden Double Stuf’d Oreos until my doctor said I was diabetic. Now, I can’t get enough of them.
#2. The pantry goods are still sitting in the middle of the kitchen floor waiting for me to put them away. As if I don’t have enough to do, they can’t put themselves away?
#3. Sometimes I don’t know if I would know what to do if there wasn’t some kind of poop going on. The smell of the roses would actually surprise me.
#4. There are certain things in our marriage that George Clooney and I fight about. These are petty things that we shouldn’t but yet, even though I knew they were there when I married him, it doesn’t make it any easier to deal with now. So, we fight. Then, we make up. I have the battle scars to prove it. Their names are Scooby Doo and Jellybean.
#5. I am easily addicted. I am loving this blogging thing. It’s like a whole new world has opened up to me. It’s the best free entertainment. EVER.
Now that I have confessed my sins for the week, I am punished with 2 chocolates and a Golden Oreo. Who’s next to confess?