Confess yo Self.

This is my first time linking up with Kathy at Vodka and Soda for confessions. Does that count as my first confession??

When I wrote the title of this post I sang the song "express yourself" by Madonna. (That is confession number 2...)

Put your love to the test... yep Madonna knows..

I confess that I woke up Sunday morning feeling rough. And then I noticed a gnarly (do people still say gnarly?) bruise on my side. I have no recollection of where it could have came from. I confess that I am a sleep walker though. One time, I was at a friend's house when they heard a loud crash. They found me at the bottom of the stairs. My friends freaked and asked if I was OK, I told them I had to use the restroom, but instead of using the restroom, I crawled back into bed and mumbled something about my back hurting (I never really woke up). When I woke up the next morning my back was covered in bruises and my friends told me what had happened. What?

I confess that I am a creep. My husband and I have been taking advantage of being home together in the evenings and taking Ms. Stella on walks. I love looking at all the different homes and being somewhat of a peeping tom. Everyone is nosey to some extent, AmIright?

I confess the gypsy sisters are back on TV and I have been so excited to watch those train wrecks. Conversation between the hubs and I:

Husband: why do they all look so Trashy.
Me: Because they are..
Husband: No, but even their bone structure looks trashy.
Me: ... um.. well.. gypsies babe...

How do you even answer that??

You don't. You just call it quits after that. Happy Wednesday.