If you haven’t already read/contributed to the confession contest below, please do! You have until the end of today (Friday)! I have been enjoying the confessions immensely. I bet you will too!
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My 10 Confessions.
1. I’m usually too insecure about my grammar or spelling to leave a comment. But I want to win.
2. I’d much rather get five bucks from Starbucks than Tim Horton’s
3. When I take a shower, I make sure all my leg hairs are nice and wet before I wash any other part of me (more info than anyone needed to know, but I want to win).
4. I have often farted in bed which makes Maria (my wife) very angry.
5. I’m much more sympathetic and caring than I let on.
6. I would vote Democrat before I’d vote Republican. And no, I’m not in favor of abortion.
7. I daydream about finding money all the time. Maria thinks I’m obsessed. It goes something like this: I’m driving down the road and I see a suitcase in the ditch, I pull over and pry it open, and what do I find? Bills. Hundred, fifty, and twenty dollar bills. Now here is my real dilemma. How do I hide all this money without people knowing that I’m totally rich?
8. I cried at the thought of you curled up on the stairs crying because you have not had children. That truly broke my heart. I think you will be an amazing mom.
9. I’m afraid of mice, snakes, or any other creepy, small rodent.
10. I asked Maria to edit this to make sure it was safe to post.
Thanks, Ike. I admit, when I read the words “I want to win” (#3) I heard Nacho Libre’s voice, when he’s talking to Stephen about wanting to win the wrestling championship. “I want to ween!”
I’m going to confess that I, too, would prefer $5 from Starbucks… but as I’m pretty sure that would mean a trek into Windsor for you, I won’t push the issue. Especially if I don’t win. That would be silly.
I just noticed that I posted this on the wrong blog. Oh man I hope this doesn’t disqualify me. It’s probably in the fine print somewhere…. “Only post on the right blog are eligible to win.”
Another confession. Even though I’m 35, married with three kids, I still air band and pretend to be a rock star when I’m home alone. I’ve only been caught by Maria once.
Don’t worry Ike — you’re still good. Just don’t let it happen again. *stern look of disapproval*