I'm a sneak

Ok. This is truly a confession. Specifically because I KNOW I have family members who read this blog, and it may totally change your opinion of me.

I'm a snooper.  AKA, I like to locate my gifts.

Before I was engaged, I found the receipt for my engagement ring. Hmm. This meant that when the now-hubs and I were in Maine for fall break and I had a feeling he was planning on proposing, I took a quick sneak to see if I could find the ring.

I didn't. But I did try.

And, if I have a gift under the tree, I'm a shaker and squeezer.  But, then again, the hubs bought me a throw blanket last year and didn't put it in a box. That's practically a gimme.

I would like to point out that I currently know the location of my Christmas gift. HOWEVER, I have NOT peeked. And I've only thought about it once. Ok, maybe twice. BUT I HAVEN'T LOOKED.

One time when I was younger, I knew a gift under the tree to be a movie that I specifically requested from my grandmother (she is so by-the-list when it comes to Christmas gifts).  I had a friend over and wanted to watch the movie. So I opened it, watched it, and rewrapped it.

Pretty sure Santa opted not to come that year.

Please don't unfriend me.

I play games on facebook.

Not like the scrabble or boggle games.  But those really annoying games that post stuff to the news feeds. Yup. I'm talking about Farmville. And Frontierville.

In my defense, I try to only post things to my profile once (if that much) a day, and typically will only do 3 so it groups them and only one shows on the wall.

Whew. I'm glad that's out there.

My confession.

Whatcha think? Three posts in one day???

Ah, the miracle of scheduling posts! ;o)

Ok, so, here's my Flame-Free Friday Confession.

I am often cramped for time around dinner, and my kiddo eats like a machine. So, I frequently serve her a healthy meal of....

Chef Boyardee and bananas.

Were're talking, like, three nights a week.

It's her favorite. This has to qualify for the "How-can-you-let-your-child-eat-THAT-so-much" award.

I'm ready for my acceptance speech.

I'm a trend setter.

I just know it.

So, I'm starting a little somethin' new. Join if you like, laugh if you choose, but just don't flame.

Back when I was on The Bump tri boards, and this whole mommy-blog business of mine got started, I used to LOVE Fridays.

For those of you who may have frequented The Bump, you know that most of the time, it was full of snark. Whether it was the girl who made herself vomit over consuming a fingernail-full of feta cheese while pregnant, the girl who felt conception happen, OR, the lovely girl that wondered if she should take birth control while pregnant because she didn't want to end up with a set of Irish twins (wow, I can remember nearly peeing myself with laughter each time these girls posted!), we all dished out the snark, whether on the interwebs or in our minds.

However, Fridays were a time of confession. Flame-free confession. I loved logging on first thing and finding the thread. It could keep me busy all day.  Some of the confessions were funny (um, I'm still in my PJs...from three days ago), and some were a little more serious (I'm really mad because...). The point was it was a place to vent, to laugh, or simply to confess.

I've decided that Fridays on my blog will rehash the FFFC.  As I said, join if you like.    But, seriously, if you are going to play, link up!