Friday Morning Confession

Confession:  It bothers me when people post song lyrics as their Facebook status.  Also?  If you complain about the challenges of parenting a ‘gifted’ child on Facebook, I will be forced to roll my eyes so far back in my head that they may get stuck for good.

Confession:  I almost had a meltdown in the Target dressing room yesterday.  For whatever reason, I have to buy a size up in Target’s pants/shorts.  I know this.  Usually I accept it with ease.  But yesterday, I was not the slightest bit amused. I still bought the shorts, mind you, but I’m not happy about that number, as arbitrary as it is.

Confession:  I get annoyed when people spell my name wrong.  It’s happened all my life, because evidently, Alison with one L is the most obscure name spelling ever.  Consequently, I am uber diligent to make sure I spell people’s names correctly.  It’s just the nice thing to do.  If my name is in the previous line of text for others to use as a reference point and my name is still misspelled, I can’t help but get a little miffed.  Childish?  Yes.  Am I proud of this?  No. 

But really….A-L-I-S-O-N. 

Confession:  I think I’ve turned griping, whining and complaining into something  less gripey, whiny and complainy when I call it a ‘confession.’  That’s what I like to think, anyway.

Got anything to confess?


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