I confess... that I just bought this new deodorant to try and I'm ridiculously excited about it. Who knew buying deo could be a highlight of your day? I have tried pretty much every kind under the sun, but my sensitive skin is picky. The quest continues until I find the perfect fit and I have high hopes for this one.
I confess... that I'm antsy (in a good way) to meet with our realtor tomorrow. We had our house pictures taken today, and I am feelin good about this move in our life. I feel like it's the right time. You may or may not remember (here) that we were gonna move around the time that I got preggo, but things weren't adding up. It's really awesome to see how God has orchestrated our lives, and always leads us where we need to be. Anyways, we're using the realtor who helped us purchase our very first home and we definitely trust her. She is super responsive, is excited for us, and very detailed... all things that matter when selling your home!
I confess... I haven't exercised in MONTHS and have no motivation to do so. The extent of my exercising is carrying my nearly 20lb baby everywhere. And I am not exaggerating. She only wants to be in my arms (I don't hate it *insert happy face*). But I just don't have the drive to work out at this point. I know I'll get back there, but not right now, thank you very much.
I confess... that I am itching to see 13 Hours. I've always had a strange obsession with all things America and military type of movies (here). Also, Independence Day is my most favie holiday ever. Anyways, 13 Hours looks AMAZING and now I just need a date night with dada. (p.s. can we talk about how I linked to a post from 3 years ago... oh silly young Alli).
I confess... that I need this in my life. Because true story.
I confess... that I have been scream-singing "It's Not Over Yet" by For King And Country (one of my favies). It's such an awesome jam, y'all. Also, did you see what I did there? I linked to another post from 3 years ago. What's gotten into me? Moral of the story: listen to the song.
I confess... that I just won $4 off tonight's powerball drawings. Oh what fun! Hubby said that he would allow me to spend $4 a week ($2 on Wednesdays and $2 on Saturdays) to enable my addiction of gambling. Silly, but fun!
I confess... that I am already (and have been) brainstorming for my baby's first birthday party. Say WHAT? Well, she's nearly 8 months... then comes 9, 10, 11, TWELVE. So there's that. Insert all the mom tears.