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If you’re new around here, confessions are a time for us to all unburden ourselves of the silliness we’re feeling at the moment.

I share dumb things, then you share dumb things, and we all have a better day because of it. Let’s get started! 

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Confession 1

I do not understand why anyone would come to blows over supporting a sports team. This might be the stupidest way to expend energy in the history of the land.

I went to a university that has a big rivalry with another big university in Washington. When people find that out they love to shout about the other university and their football team. In turn, I love to stare back at them with dead eyes and say “nobody cares”.

Can you not cheer for your team and just let others cheer for theirs?

Confession 2

Can we please stop with the overly filtered photos on social media? I know you have pores. I know you don’t look like an airbrushed model. I follow you because I want to see YOU.

Confession 3

Our neighbor’s very very very yappy small dog passed away in June. I’m really sad for her even though this dog was a nightmare. He would straight up bark for 2-3 hours at a time outside at nothing. NOTHING.

We wouldn’t go into our yard if he was out there because it would just start the cycle of yapping over again. His poor training trapped us in our home.

Our neighbor is lonely and now is feeding squirrels excessively. For whatever reason, they’re getting the peanuts and then coming into MY yard to hide and bury them. And are helping themselves to my berries and cucumbers while they’re at it.

I would like to get her a robot cat. It seems like a quiet solution that doesn’t destroy anyone’s eardrums or yard. Maybe Sox from Lightyear is available?

Confession 4

Our refrigerator is fine. It’s great, even. It’s a big French door fridge that we bought 10 years ago in a panic when our old fridge died on day three of Jack’s tonsil surgery recovery. We lost all the ice cream and popsicles. It was sad.

It was a floor model (I had exactly 3 hours to remove the canopy from Troy’s truck, buy, and deliver the fridge before Troy had to go back to work) with a scratch so it was deeply discounted. It’s been a great fridge, even when we had to keep it on the deck for four months during our kitchen remodel.

Nothing is wrong with it but I still dream of replacing it with a counter-depth fridge. The current fridge is a behemoth.

The space between our fridge and the island is TIGHT and a counter-depth fridge would give us an extra 6 inches of space.

We don’t need it. It’s not necessary. It’s too expensive. I dream about it nonetheless.

Ok, friends, your turn! What do you need to confess? Want more confessions? Read more herehereherehereherehereherehereherehere, and here. Or read the whole darn archive here.

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  1. I have a neighbor who feeds squirrels peanuts too. Of course they come over to our yard to bury them, digging up all our plants in the garden and leaving peanut shells everywhere. It didn’t bother me though until it got to be SO MANY squirrels that they literally wore a path down in the grass. Do you know how many little feet it takes to wear down healthy grass? We have had them in the house, chew up our patio umbrella base, and this year they chewed up our expensive Polywood patio furniture (which we picked out because we thought it could survive the squirrels…I mean it’s the stuff they make playground stuff out of). We also had a momma raccoon and her babies chew their way into our attic. The animal control company told us that raccoons LOVE birdseed and that we could expect to continue to have this problem until the neighbors stopped feeding the animals.
    My confession is that we bought a Squirrelinator live trap. In the first month we had captured 12 squirrels. This thing really works! The only thing that I don’t like is that you have to release them many miles away otherwise they find their way back.

    1. Oh my gosh, that sounds absolutely ridiculous!!! I have never heard of a Squirrelinator, but I’m giggling and off to Google.

  2. After we watched Lightyear, I did a little research on robot cats because the idea is so delightful.  The Mars Cat (website below) is one that caught my eye.  It would be hilarious to have a robot cat (though something tells me that my two ACTUAL living cats might disagree . . . )!

  3. I spent 4 days last week at my brother’s babysitting the nephews and the dog, I just don’t understand how they organise their stuff, I can never find anything, because it’s not in the most logical place, which obviously is where I would put it!). Oh and the youngest nephew, never stops talking. We went to the park a lot to give his Grandma’s ears a rest.
    We had a neighbour with a dog that would go out at 10pm at night, get excited by the foxes and bark for 30 odd minutes. This went on for about a year, until one night another neighbour, put his head out of the window and shouted that if someone didn’t take the dog in, he’d shoot it. I know the shouty neighbour and they had a newborn, and he was at the end of his tether, no dogs would have been shot (because London) but that dog never barked at night again!

    1. The never stop talking comment really speaks to me. That was Jack until a certain age and is Bennett right now. It feels like there will never be silence in my home!

      My dad has done something similar to what your neighbor did, but it has not worked. Why? Because they have SIX dogs outside barking so loudly that they cannot hear anything inside their home.