This weekend flew by for all sorts of reasons. I have just been trying to keep myself really busy in an attempt to make myself believe I never had 6 surgeries on my knee. It’s working… Sort of. Either way, a lot of things from this weekend consist of some marvelous confessions.
Confession… Every morning last week my mom asked the Dunkin Donuts workers if the pumpkin syrup came in yet. On Friday, she came home with this medium cup of deliciousness with, “only one pump of the syrup”. She knows me well. Gosh, I love her.
Confession… Every time I get Chipotle, I get extra guacamole because I can’t get enough guacamole on toast. I would spoon it in my mouth if I could jump over the little glass case. Beware, Chipotle-ians!
Confession… I may or may not put my dog through photo sessions… And it may or may not take about 20 photos to get a good one. Sorry, Elmo!
Confession… I may have watched the VMAs to see N*sync perform last night. I might have squealed and danced around a little bit. Okay, I danced around a lot. Back off, okay?
Confession… I am completely jealous of Lady Gaga’s toosh and my reaction to Miley’s performance resembled the Smith son. “What am I watching right now”?
Confession… My heart breaks for this girl. She’s training for a marathon, stayed injury free, and got hit by a biker this weekend. Please send her some love.
Confession… I am sooooo not the person who likes to post pictures of myself in a bra and a thong, but this photo means so much more which I hope to explain a bit more later. I have never weighed this much in my life and thank you for all of the kind comments on Instagram. Seriously, I’m blushing!
Which one should I bake????
I can’t make all three or they won’t get eaten and I hate to waste food so I need to do one at a time. Or maybe, two. Heeeeeeeeelp me!