Confessions

Do you ever have those days when you just seem to have it all together? The house is clean, the laundry is caught up, drawers are organized, phone calls are returned, kids are clean and happy, dinner is on the table, and your skinny jeans have never felt better? In fact you put on an extra coat of lip gloss in preparation for the knock on the door that will surely announce the bearer of the Mother/Wife of the Year trophy? Me neither.
In contrast here are some confessions from the past week.

• Sprayed my hair with body spray instead of washing it after going to the gym.
• Shared a lunch of graham crackers and gold fish from a baggie, left over from church, while driving, with Jackson.
• Scrounged a dollar in change from the ash tray to buy chicken nuggets at the drive thru when the baggie was empty.
• Grabbed one of Jackson's socks and one of Charlie's socks on accident and put them on Jackson anyway.
• Built a leaning tower of diapers in the garbage can.
• Wrestled my two year for the remote to watch a rerun of Gilmore Girls instead of the third round of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.
• Called Mark to bring home takeout after feigning a nasty headache.
• Sprayed the clothes in the dryer with water and turned them on for five minutes instead of ironing.

Whew, I feel better and hopefully you are thinking, "Hey, I'm doing alright." I have that same feeling every time I look around at the Walmart clientele.