I confess.....that I was going to do a confession last week but when Friday came I just. didn't. feel. like. it.
I confess.....that Peter Facinelli is going to be in Wisconsin and Illinois this weekend for meet and greets and I really, Really, REALLY want to go.
I am more of a twihard than my kids.
I confess......that I feel embarrassed if someone I know IRL finds out about my blog. I'm not sure why. Sometimes people who don't blog or aren't real social online just don't get it.
When I originally started this blog I had invited all my family to read it. I'm not sure if any of them even do, but I'm not sure I want to know.
Sometimes when I post things I wonder "what if my family or friends or my kid's friends read this?" So sometimes I hold back because of it.
I don't hide the fact that I blog. I mean anybody could easily find it through facebook or other means, but I also don't advertise it either.
I confess.....that I have another confession I've thought of putting here but am afraid to because "what if my family or friends read this?" It's not necessarily really bad. I just don't want it to be taken the wrong way.