Although I am hesitant to disclose yet MORE personal information about myself, I am burdened by my inadequacies. I am even more desperate for answers to my nagging questions. My confessions seem to have liberated some in cyberspace and I am happy for even the small breakthroughs my insanity has initiated. Currently I am struggling with the question, "When have I said too much?" If you get to know me too well, I may lose your vote for president in 4 years. As a matter of fact, DON'T VOTE FOR ME. Our world will be safer that way. Imagine the scandal if my panties show up in one of … [Read more...]
Cooking Confessions
With the holidays approaching, I am reminded of my early days of cooking. When I first married I did not own a cookbook and I really had NO desire to cook. Now, I like to eat and always have, so this presented a slight problem. Luckily for me, my husband was a bachelor for quite some time and knew how to cook. As he slowly introduced me to the wondrous world of cooking, I had a few ambitious moments that I will now confess. 1. I did not touch raw meat. Yuck! I used lots of utensils to lift meat out of the packaging and into a pot, pan, or whatever device I was using for cooking. … [Read more...]
My Secret Life
I am constantly reading everybody's "confessions". I think it's the trend to confess your deepest, darkest secrets on your blog. So I thought, why not join in the fun. Here goes...the tell all. 1. I NEVER finish the last sip of liquid in my cup, can, or bottle. NEVER! Maybe it's fear of backwash. My husband thinks I need psychological help for this disorder. 2. I read my firstborn the dictionary when he was only days old. I continued reading to him out of dictionary for much of his infancy. Yes, some mothers start their young ones on Peter Rabbit, but I jumped right to The … [Read more...]