Friday Confessional: Irritation Edition

Good morning, Kitschies!  It's Friday...can you believe it?!  It seems like the last week kinda just flew by...again.

I haven't played along in a long time and it's time.

Time for Friday Confessionals!  With your host, the lovely and awesome Mamarazzi.

I confess...

I get so irritated by Mr Nate.  How can he refuse to eat dinner (something that everybody else is eating without complaint), ask to go to bed early then pop out of his room *the* second he hears popcorn popping in the microwave?

I confess...

I am super irritated at myself.  Well, my toe, really.  I broke it almost 3 weeks ago while at my parent's house and it *still* hurts.  Still. 

No, it doesn't help that the boys keep stomping accidentally stepping on it, but c'mon!  3 weeks!

I confess...

I am still super irritated by myself.  I want to get back to skating so bad.  So. bad.  It's derby boot camp tomorrow and I can't go.  I can't do it.  Freaking. toe.

I confess...

I am irritated that with ALL my polish choices, I can't decide which one to use next.

It's like looking in to a closet full of clothes and not being able to find something you want to wear.  Ridiculous, right?

I had a nail art idea in my head last night but I couldn't find *the* green I needed.  I don't even know if I own the green I wanted, but I settled for the one that was close enough.  

I confess...

I'm irritated that there are hundreds of miles between me and the people I want to be with.

Somebody needs to build a time machine...STAT! 

And one good one (OK...maybe two) to balance out all the complaining...

I confess...
It's derby championships on Saturday and I can't wait.  If I can't skate, at least I can watch!

I confess...

I officially picked my derby name: Dr. Girlfriend (bonus brownie points to anybody who gets the reference).

I feel better now.  It's always nice to vent at a good friend (or two).  What do YOU have to confess?

Friday Confessions: Skate Edition

Good morning, Kitschies!  Can you believe it's Friday already?!  I sure can't.  Nate is feeling better and he's off to school today, but we'll see if he lasts all day.  He had a very low-grade fever this morning but he had a lot more energy and was a lot less whiny.  I just hope he doesn't share whatever it was with his brother.  Or me.  Or his Dad.

I'm linking up with Mamarazzi at *Dandelion Wishes* for Friday Confessions. 

I confess...

I have a new obsession.

I confess...

It's actually something good for me!

I confess...

It's roller derby.  If you've been following my blog for about the last month, that will be no surprise to you.

I confess...

I never thought I'd love roller derby.  I never thought I'd be one of *those* girls. 

I confess...

I was afraid to go to my first practice.

I wasn't afraid of not being able to skate - cuz I knew I could do *that*.

I was afraid that the girls there would be all "Oh...you're the *new* girl..." and give me a hard time, but it's been great.  All the girls are so helpful and willing to answer all my dumb noob questions.

I confess...

I got a little excited when I heard that practices go year-round.

I confess...

My new favorite movie is Whip It.  I love Ellen Page (who doesn't?!).  I recommend this movie, even if you don't like roller derby.

I confess...

I want this hoodie (but in different colors).

photo source

Awesome, right?

I confess...

I probably look like a derp out there on the track, all padded up and a bit wobbly.

But, you know what?  I don't care because I'm having FUN!

I confess...

I'm old enough to be a mom to some of the juniors (which is rather disheartening), but I don't care because I'm having fun.

I confess...

I love the tape I have on my skates.  It rocks.

I could go on and on...but I'll stop there. 


You KNOW you have something to confess!!  Link up HERE and bare your soul for the whole blogosphere to see!

Friday Confessional: Time Edition

It's that time again...time for Friday Confessions.  With your host, Mamarazzi from Dandelion Wishes!  Let's see what I have to say *this* week.

I confess...

I was home with Mason on Thursday...he had a fever.  And of course he wasn't all that bothered by it - not lazy, not clingy, just super crabby.

I confess...

Mason's nap was too short.  For me.  Not for him.

I confess...

I want to sit around the house in nothing but my underwear because it's too damned hot to do anything else.

I confess...

I was a little disappointed we didn't get to go to the baseball game on Thursday night.  Not because we didn't make it there (because we did *and* we paid $5 for parking) but because it got rained out.

I confess...

The hubs asked the lot attendant if we'd get our money back if the game got rained out.  The attendant said "Hey!  This is New Mexico.  We're just happy it's raining."

I confess...

The hubs and I still had a good evening.  We had a nice quiet dinner together then share some ice cream.  Then we hit Barnes & Noble where I found $50 in books that I only paid $4 for.  Score!

I confess...

It's Friday.  It *was* kinda nice to have yesterday off, even if I had to spend it with a cranky, sick toddler.

I confess...

I could easily stand to have an extra day off a week.  Don't think the bosses would appreciate that much, though.  As it was, one of the docs had to call me with a question, so I can guarantee a 4-day work week is not in the cards for me.

I confess...

I bought two bottles of nail polish yesterday - the first I've bought in a LONG time.

I confess...

A long time in polish buying time is about a month.

*whew*  I feel better now.  Confession really is good for the soul!  Join me, won't you, and check out Dandelion Wishes for the link up!

Friday Confessions: Ugh Edition

TGIF, Kitschies!  It's finally Friday and I'm in serious need of some confessions so I'm linking up with Mamarazzi.  Wanna join me?

I confess...

It's been a crappy couple of weeks.  And I don't wanna talk about it.

I confess...

Because of the mental and physical drain of the last couple of weeks, I am probably going to cut back on blogging.  And I don't wanna talk about it.

I confess...

I love my blog; it gives me a creative outlet I'd been missing for a long time.

But...I can only deal with so much at one time.

Something's gotta give.

I confess...

And I don't wanna talk about it. 

I apologize for this being such a Debbie Downer kind of a post.  Y'all know I'm not usually like this.  It'll get better...don't give up on me yet!

Friday Confessional: Nothing in to Something

Good morning, Kitschies!!  It's FRIDAY!!  Am I doing anything exciting this weekend?  Nope.  I'm just happy it's Friday.  And you know what that means...it's time for confessions!

I confess...

I've done my nails more times in the last two weeks than I have in a long time.  I think the painting/creating bug has bit me again.

I confess...

Which isn't necessarily a good thing because that means I want more polish.  And have you seen the new Fall collections from Zoya?  *sigh*  I want the *entire* Mirrors collection.  WANT.

I confess...

I did part 1 of the Vlog challenge (hosted by Mamarazzi) last week and I'm really happy with it.  I did part 2 only to realize I read it wrong.  Now I have to do it again.  *sigh*  That's what I get for skimming!

I confess...

I have a bunch of sewing I need to do but since the nail painting bug bit me again, I haven't been very motivated to do any of it.  I really need to get my butt in gear this weekend!

I confess...

I was rocking this song in the car on the way in to work this morning.  Don't judge.

I confess...

I'm so proud of my little boy, Mason.  He's been fighting us on the whole daycare thing since he went back at the beginning of May.  Every day the same thing: won't let go of me, cries when I leave him, won't play with other kids, is really upset by the time I pick him up at night.  Well, starting yesterday he's perfectly happy there.  I dropped him off yesterday morning and he sat right down for breakfast, turned around and waved goodbye to me!  Not a tear, no whining.  Then yesterday when I picked him up, he didn't want to leave because he was having fun playing on the tricycle.  YAY!!  My baby doesn't hate me.

I confess...

When I started typing this out, I didn't think I had anything to share.  Not so much the case, huh?

A good confession is good for the soul!  You should try it.  And while you're at it, check out the LINKY where you can get the dish on other good (probably more juicy) confessions.

PS: Don't forget I have a giveaway going on!  Check it out HERE to enter.

Friday Confessional: Bowling, Boys & Baskin Robins Edition

TGIF!!  And super TGIF at that since it's a 3-day weekend!!  WOOT!!  This week has flown by and dragged all at the same time.  My docs have been out since Wednesday and it's giving me lots of time to get caught up on this (other than just blog-hopping and FBing).  But, it wouldn't be the end of the week if I didn't participate in the weekly Friday Confessional session.  Join me, won't ya?

I confess...

I had a lot of fun with Nate's class on Wednesday.  They went bowling and they had a blast!!  Nate was all proud of his score of 55.  And he admitted that it was a lot harder than he expected (he's used to cleaning up playing Wii bowling).

I confess...

I love that our summer visitor (a barn owl Nate named Sugar) came back to visit.  But...I *don't* love the mess Sugar leaves us on the driveway and the rocks under the tree.

I confess...

I'm frustrated with how easily Mr Mason picks up sicknesses.  Last week it was a 24-hour stomach bug thing.  This week it's hand, foot and mouth disease.  His pediatrician called it a "summer illness".  Keeping him out of daycare for a year didn't do him any favors.

I confess...

After Mason's appointment this afternoon, we went to Baskin Robins for some yummy ice cream.  It *may* have been more for me than him, but he was happy, so Mommy was happy.

I confess...

I'm looking forward to 4th of July but I'm going to be on pins and needles because it's SUPER dry here.  The last measurable moisture we got was February 2nd.  FEBRUARY 2ND!  And people here in New Mexico are stupid and don't care if they set the mesa on fire.  We have two big wildfires going in the state right now and I have a feeling that number will have grown by next week.

I confess...

I'm super stoked to wear a polish that an ex-fellow blogger sent me to try.  It's sparkly and such a pretty color.  But I have to wait til after the 4th cuz I have at least another RW&B mani I want to do first.

...and I saved the best for last...

I confess...

On Wednesday evening when I was driving home from work, this lady driving a fancy BMW drove by me.  You could tell she was mad about something.  We met up at the light and she rolled down her window and she SCREAMED at me for...get this...driving the speed limit (from what I could tell by reading her lips).  I just looked at her with a huge smile on my face and waved at her all crazy.  And it felt good.  I told Nate too keep looking at her and if she looked over at us again to be sure to wave to her, too.

I feel lots better! Wanna feel better, too? Check out Mamarazzi's blog for more great Friday Confessional stories.

Friday Confessions: Cali Edition

TGIF!!  For as fast as this week has gone by, you'd think I would've gotten more done.  But no.  It seems like the hotter it gets, the less I'm inclined to get off my butt once I get home.  LOL

I missed last week's confession, so I have a lot to share.

I confess...

It was so nice to be "home" last week.

I confess...

Even though it was pretty hot (though not as hot as it has been this week) and more humid than I'm used to now, I enjoyed being outside, working on my sunburn tan.

Yep.  Those are tan lines.

I confess...

It was so much fun to watch Nate playing at the spray park and in the little pool in my parent's back yard.  That kid is like a fish!  If there's water, he's in it!

I confess...

Mason loves his baths, but the "open" water?  Notsomuch.  He does, however, love bounce houses.  We went to The Wild (a space with a bunch of bounce houses) and both boys were dripping with sweat, but they had a LOT of fun.

I confess...

I felt kinda out of place at the concert we went to.  Why?  Because I was wearing COLOR.  Seriously.  We were in a sea of black/goth-dressed people.  I stuck out like a sore thumb.

But I looked good, so it doesn't count.

And we had fun.  So it doesn't count.

I confess...

I'm disappointed that Miss Nailstah didn't check her email in time and we weren't able to coordinate a meet up.  But I love her, so it doesn't count.

I confess...

As much fun as we had visiting family and hanging out in the warm California sun, there's no place like home and sleeping in your own bed. 

What do you have to confess on this wonderful Friday?  Any plans for the weekend?

Friday Confessional: Almost Vacay Edition

TGIF!  It's a good day.  Not just because it's Friday but because as soon as I get off work tonight, I'll be on vacay for a WEEK!  I'm sure you're tired of hearing me say that, but I'm so excited.  I haven't been home to visit during the summer for a LONG time and it'll be nice to show the boys and the hubs what "home" is like during a time other than Christmas.  LOL  So, join me for my weekly confessional.

I confess...

It's going to be hard to get through the work day today.  I leave for Cali in less than 24 hours and I have a *ton* of things to do at home.

I confess...

I can't wait to be home in Bako.  It'll be hot but I don't care because I'll be at home!

I confess...

The hubs made a mix tape MP3 disc for the trip...I probably won't like it.  We don't have the same taste in music most of the time. 

I confess...

I am considering making and selling reusable market bags.  I made bag #6 last night and I love it, but I don't think it's good enough to sell.  The hubs is pushing me to do it, but I just don't know.

I confess...

I've done 4 loads of laundry over the past two nights and I'm still not finished.  *sigh*

I confess...

I hear the boys banging on the bedroom door but I'm going to let them do it for a while because I'm almost finished here.  Besides.  I don't hear crying.  They're fine.

I confess...

That made me sound like a bad mom.  I'm really not a bad mom.  Just a mom without a lot of free time.  If they're playing together and nobody is crying, it's a good thing!

I confess...

I don't know how much I'll be on my blog next week, but I promise to be back the following week.  I'm sure I'll have some good stories to share when I get back!!

I confess...

I do not feel one ounce of guilt about not being at work next week.

There ya go!  Not so juicy this week - my mind is in a different place today.  Link up to Mamarazzi for some more (probably more juicy) confessions.

Friday Confessional: I'm Stressed Edition

TGIF!  Are you ready for the weekend?  I know I am.  Why does it seem that the week following a 3-day weekend takes longer than a usual 5-day week?  *sigh*

It's that time again.  Time for confessions!!



I confess...
I feel very stressed and unmotivated today.  Not a good combination.

I confess...
I'm stressed because Mason's birthday party is tomorrow and I feel like we haven't really done anything for it.  Really.  I'm usually one to plan things waaaay in advance and this time we just barely started *talking* about it last weekend.

I confess...
I'm stressed because we're leaving for vacay a week from Saturday (YAY!) but I haven't started making my lists for the trip.  I need to get out of this unmotivated funk!  Now.

I confess...
I'm unmotivated to make said lists.  Or blog.  Or work.  And it's all stressing me out.

*deep breath*

I confess...
I feel like I'm covered in a film of ash because the wildfires burning in Eastern Arizona and the stupid wind in New Mexico.  Another not good combination.

I confess...
Mason was so cute with his little birthday cupcake last night.  He tried so hard to blow out his candles but just couldn't. 

I confess...
He was also super cute with this present.  He took his sweet time getting the wrapping paper off and it kept making noise.  He finally got it unwrapped and was really excited to see it.

I confess...
I'm glad this work week is almost over.  It's been a LONG week...even though I only really worked two of those days.

OK.  I feel a *little* better now.  What do YOU have to confess?

Friday Confessions: Boring Edition

Happy Friday, Kitschies!!  It's been a LOOOOOONG week, but, oddly enough, I don't feel like I have a whole lot of confessions this week.  Maybe once I get typing, they'll just come to me.

I confess...

I'm still feeling like poo and it makes it really hard to get anything done around the house.  As a result, the house looks like a pigsty.

I confess...

I am counting down the days till I get to see my parents (15 days!) and sis and BIL.  I planned a little overnight getaway for me and the hubs...I'm looking forward to that, too.

I confess...

This time next week, I'll have a 2 year old. *tear*

I confess...

With my baby not being a baby anymore, I find myself wanting another one.  Am I insane?!  Probably.

I confess...

I'm getting a hair cut today and it will definitely be the highlight of my week.

I confess...

I've had the same mani on for 4 days.  And it's driving me insane because I don't even really like it that much.  It's just that I haven't had enough energy to change it by the time I get some quiet time at the end of the day.

I confess...

I'm looking forward to having a 4-day weekend.  Yep.  4 days!!

There ya go.  Kinda boring, but that's how I feel today.  Confess something, won't you?  It's good for you.  Promise!

Friday Confessional: Randomness Edition

TGIF!!  It has been a long week.  No mincing words...it's time for Friday Confessions!  Let the venting begin!

I confess...

It's been a long week.  Between my respiratory whatever it was and Thing 2's diarrhea and horrible diaper rash, I'm spent (literally and figuratively).

I confess...

I've never been so happy to be in a drug-induced coma sleep.  Seriously.  I'm not saying that drugs are good (cuz drugs are bad, m'kay) but they're good.

I confess...

I'm super happy I got my car back on Wednesday.  Don't get me wrong...the rental car was AWESOME, but it wasn't *my* car.

I confess...

With the arrival of my gigantic box 'o goodies, I now, officially, have too many bottles of polish.  I already had a lot...now I have more than a lot.

90 (yes, 90) bottles of polish - arrived individually wrapped in a large flat-rate box

I confess...

I've been on a green polish kick lately and of the dozen or so green polishes I have, I *still* don't have the perfect green that I see in my head.

I confess...

I have a love/hate relationship with one of my docs.  I love him to death, but every time he says "Send a bubble to MacPractice", I want to shoot myself.

I confess...

It's my Mom's birthday and I'm a horrible daughter.  I didn't get her card sent out on time and it won't get to her til next week.  Do me a solid and jump over to her blog and wish her a hap-hap-happy birthday.  Pretty please.

I confess...

I am counting down the days (21 to be exact) til I get to see my parents.

I confess...

If you had told me 15 years ago that I would be so excited to see them, I probably would've told you you needed to have your head checked.

*whew*  I feel better!!  I hope you all enjoy your Friday and your impending weekend.  And, while you're at it, confess something for me...it'll make *both* of us feel better!

Friday Confessional

Good day, Kitschies!!  We survived another week...at least this one was a little less chaotic than last week.

I'm hookin' up with Mamarazzi and Glamazon for another installment of Friday Confessions.

I confess...

I had a really good Mother's Day and I didn't feel one bit guilty when I had to remind Nate that it was Mother's Day and he had to be nice to me.

I confess...

I got super irritated with my hubs and my bestie's hubs on Saturday because we were supposed to have a girls DAY but we only got a few hours.

I confess...

I found a new perfume I really, really liked at Ulta and I decided to splurge on it.  My justification?  It's my Mother's Day gift to myself.  And it should be delivered today!

I confess...

I texted my Mom on Mother's Day to wish her a great day but I opened the text with Happy Birthday!  I must've still been half-asleep.

I confess...

I'm mad.  I'm mad because I made it through the *entire* Winter sick season without so much as a cold.  Now I'm sick.  And it sucks.

I confess...

I'm also mad at Blogger.  Don't they know I have important stuffs to talk about today?!

I confess...

I am counting down the days until I get to see my parents!  It's 29 days, by the way.  And I think it's funny that Nate is excited to see them but not so excited about the 13 hour car ride to get there.

Have a great weekend!  *whew*  I feel better now that I got all that off my chest.  You should try it.  Really.  You should.

Friday Confessional: MVA Edition

Morning, Kitschies!  I know yesterday I said that I was going to be away for a while, but how can I stay away from Friday Confessions?  I've got a lot I want to get off my chest and I apologize in advance if this because a big 'ol Debbie Downer post.

I confess...

Car accidents suck!  I deal with people involved in car accidents on a daily basis and I know how the whole thing progresses (injuries, dealing with insurance companies, etc), but it's totally different when it's YOU.

I confess...

I was more concerned about my boys than I was about myself.  I'm so very thankful they were unharmed.  Thank god for car seats.

I confess...

The woman who hit me was driving like a bat out of hell and I have a witness who saw her from *blocks* away weaving in and out of traffic.

I confess...

It's nice to know that people still really do care and are willing to stop to see if you need help.  I had 3 different people come up to me to check on us and actually offered me their information as witnesses.  I take back one mean thing I've said about being disappointed in humanity.

I confess...

I'm confused about the whole airbag thing.  That woman hit us *hard* and not a single airbag deployed.  The EMS said I tripped one of the airbag sensors...and if that's the case, now I'm wondering how bad the accident has to be to actually deploy the airbags.  I don't think I want to know.

Damage to the hood, ripped my front bumper in half, crumpled the left front quarter panel, broke the grille.  The fire department had to pry the hood open with a crowbar.  The hope?  It wasn't leaking any fluid so I'm crossing my fingers that the damage is isolated to the body and nothing mechanical. 

I confess...

I miss my car.  It's only been 2 days, but I feel like I'm trapped where ever my hubs drops me off.

I confess...

I turned off the comments to my last post because I just didn't want to deal with it all.  However, I got some really sweet emails from my "regulars" and I just want to say how much I appreciate the kind words.  It's comforting to know I have friends, even though I've never met any of you.

I confess...

This is probably the last you'll hear of this accident.  I just needed to vent confess and get some of this off my chest.

I confess...

I was super excited that Grey's Anatomy finally came back after the horrific, mentally draining episode at least a month ago.  But...it took me til last night to finally watch it because I didn't want to watch another mentally draining episode just yet.

I confess...

It was less mentally draining but I don't exactly remember the whole episode.  Muscle relaxers have a weird amnesic effect on me.  I hope I didn't delete it because I want to watch it again.

OK.  I'm done and now I feel better.  Confess some stuff with me, will ya?  I know I'm not the only one who has stuff to get off her chest!

Friday Confessional Time

Welcome to Friday Confessional!  Mamarazzi and Glamazon will be hearing your confessions starting...NOW.






I confess...

I found THE most awesome, funny, no, hilarious blog evah on Thursday.  I seriously spent a good chunk of the afternoon at work reading THIS BLOG.


I confess...
I was just a little disappointed that I'm not able to follow said blog because it's reached it's maximum number of followers.  Do you know many is max?  Over 50,000!  50,000.

I confess...

I made the hubs sit down and look at that blog last night and I laughed just as hard the second time.

I confess...

I was just thinking about this this morning and happened to find a post on it on the most hilarious blog eveh.  It's a pet peeve of mine...alot.  It is not alot.  It is a lot.  An ALOT is a mythical creature that is better than you at everything. 

I confess...

I don't get it.  What is it with old people and moth balls?  Can you even get moth balls anymore?

I confess...

I have to refrain from saying what I *really* feel so many times throughout the day (you see, our patients aren't always the brightest Crayon in the box), I usually unleash it all on the hubs.  Not good.  But, he loves me, so it's ok, right?

I confess...

I took charge of dinner for Thursday night and may or may not have made something I was sorta sure that the hubs wouldn't like.

I confess...

I could listen to this song over and over again.  And yes, this version.  Thanks, Mom and Dad.




Yeah, these were all a bit random.  That's how my mind works.  Don't judge.

So...another week has come to a close.  I hope you all have a wonderful weekend and enjoy the time you have with your family and friends.  Until next week...

I Confess...

It's that time again!  Time for another Friday Confessional with Mamarazzi & Glamazon.  I had so much fun last Friday, I thought I'd spill my heart out again today.





I confess...
I liked doing the confessions so much last week that I started today's post as soon as I was finished last Friday.  Confession really *is* good for the soul.


I confess...

I want to be Nurse Jackie (minus the drug habit, of course).  I would love to say the things she says and do the things she does and not get fired from my job.

I confess...

I have 4 tattoos, but I want another one...or two.

I confess...

I have a pair of "mom jeans" that I pull out from time to time.  The hubs hates them, but they're comfortable.  And I don't care.

I confess...

I wear said mom jeans out of the house - and I don't mind wearing them to meet the hubs for lunch or help the bestie move.  But I don't like wearing them to Ulta - people judge.  You know they do.

I confess...

I dug through my purse to find a pen the other day.  Never found the pen, but instead, found this:

1. Wet n Wild: Eggplant Frost  2. Cult Nails: Living Water  3. Wet n Wild: Party of Five Glitters  4. Wet n Wild: Teal of Fortune  5. Sally Hansen: Persistent Peony  6. Franken: Smurfs Up

I confess...

I got my glasses yesterday.  I love them.  But I don't love it when people say: They make you look smart!  Does that mean I usually look un-smart?

Round 2 is finished!  Join with me - confession is good for the soul.  After all...it *is* Good Friday.

Happy weekend and Happy Easter!

I Confess...

Hey, Kitschies!  It's Friday...and I'm not working at work!  WOOT.  Anyway...I thought I'd mix things up a bit today and join in with Mamarazzi and Glamazon for a little thing they call...

I confess...

Blogger is pissing me the hell off tonight (I'm typing this out around 11:15 on Thursday night).  It's been a very long day...why can't Blogger just get with the dang program?

I confess...

I'm about to murderize my husband.  I love him.  I love him.  I love him!  But he refuses to listen to logic me sometimes.

I confess...

I was going to go to Target today at lunch.  I made it *to* Target, but I didn't make it *in* Target.  Why?  Because the hubs wouldn't stop talking.  Seriously.

I confess...

I contemplated leaving the cell phone on the seat of the car, going in to Target to do my business and coming back out - I bet he would've still been talking.  *sigh*

I confess...
When I start a new project, I totally obsess about it and get very disappointed when it doesn't turn out the way I pictured it in my head.

I confess...

If I go to a store that has a beauty department, I go there first.  Every. store.  To look for polish, of course!

I confess...

This is what I look like this morning while I'm reading my blogs.  What you can't see is the makeup still on my face left over from yesterday, the boxers and the LL Bean slippers - the outfit of winners!

Whew!  I feel better.  A good confession is always good for the soul.  Join in, won't you?