Friday Fess Up

Time to confess my sins, wrongdoings, crimes, transgressions, misdeeds, faults, yeah, I'll go with faults.  The rest just sound so bad, and really as a mom with a full-time job I just don't have the time to be having that much fun.
So here we go:

• Time to dance with the laundry again.
• I've turned down it's offers long enough.
• It's terribly persistent.
• I'm just going to have to dance and get it over with (for a while anyway).
• I'm excited to send out my package for Mamarazzi's Favorite Color swap.
• I've got some great stuff picked out.
• Now I just hope she likes it. (that's the insecure part of me, wish I could shut her up)
• I really look forward to my GNO on Wednesdays.  
• We don't stay out late or drink lots, but it is fun to be away from small boys for a bit.
• I'm not a big fan of football.
• Bruiser is shaping up to be one though.
• Poor kid.
• Neither Nick nor I are football fans.
• We only watch the Superbowl and the occasional college game if Wyoming is playing.
• This will probably change.
• Bruiser will demand it.
• I guess I can get used to looking at shiny tushes on the screen. 
• Hey, I don't really know much else about the game.  But I can appreciate the athletes!
• I hate insomnia and allergies.  
• Neither is nice to me and they both overstay their welcome.

OK that covers what I'm telling this week.  Go see Mamarazzi for all the other dirt this week.