Confessional Friday

I’m linking up with Leslie from A Blonde Ambition for Confessional Friday. 
This is one of my very favorite link ups because well, I get to be way too honest.
This week, I confess…
The fact that we got a new pope warranted this reaction from me:
Oh. Huh. 
That’s about it on that.
Congrats to all you Catholics.

Ironic that I’m writing a confessional, isn’t it? Moving right along…
Sometimes I feel guilty that I didn’t rescue a dog. We bought Archie (from a responsible breeder folks, not a puppy mill). And man, was he expensive. But I knew what I wanted! And I wanted a Golden Retriever. Still, I hate when people make me feel guilty about it. I like to think that providing so many adorable photos of him is kind of like a public service, right? Just go with it.

As I write this post I’m eating leftover pizza for breakfast. Is that a confession or is it just perfectly normal? You decide.

If you were lucky enough to talk to me in person yesterday, you would have been blown away by my spot on impression of a teenage boy. My voice went buh-bye and left me with a cracking voice and a gnarly cough. Yeah, I just said gnarly.
I love sneaker wedges when I see them on other people. But I’m not cool enough to wear them. I’m really not. 


I’m going to miss the fact that GFC was a thing. And I’m still not convinced that it’s going away for good. It seems like at some point Google will use this as a ploy to get us to try to get us to fall in love with Google Plus. Not gonna happen, folks.
This post about a broken engagement by Whitney over at I Wore Yoga Pants kind of made me nervous to ever bring up getting engaged to the beau again. I don’t want to pressure him and I only say things in a joking way, but still, what’s the rush? There isn’t one. I’m going to knock it off now.
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Happy Friday, everyone!

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