If you’re new around here, confessions is 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!
I used to have a giant crush on Bob Costas. Yeah, Bob Costas, the sports announcer. Jealous?
I buy a mix of expensive organic apples and decent organic apples. And I hide the expensive ones from the boys and save them FOR ME. They love apples. But they don’t appreciate the fact that they cost a bit more.
Why can’t TV shows keep the sound consistent? This happens with tons of shows, but it especially sucks when they have curse words in them and you’re trying to watch them while the kids are in bed.
We’re making our way through Schitt’s Creek and it’s the worst for this. It goes from whispering to SCREAMING in a flash.
I hate when books put lyrics or poems at the start of a chapter. I don’t care. I don’t want to know. Just let me read the actual book.
Even from a young age, this drove me crazy. I used to completely glaze over the fiddle songs in all the Little House books. Give it a rest Pa.
Bennett has one long curly eyebrow hair that makes him look like an 80-year-old man. Every night I am tempted to pluck it, but it also looks kind of adorable, so I’m keeping it.
Ok, friends, your turn! What do you need to confess?