Monday Confessions

TheSaltyPeanut · October 2009

Vogt, I didn't notice either until I looked at all the place cards left on the table, which was right by the photo mat. My mom and sister were trying to shield me from the table all night (I found out about this later!).

mandapanda78 · October 2009

I think I'm going to load up my sister's wedding dinner with laxative and maker her as miserable as she's made me latelyI maybe just fell in love with you little bit, Amoro.

saschaduran · October 2009

I bought Oprah magazine and I love it. It makes me feel inspired and I want a subsription now.

AmoroAgain · October 2009

*bows* Thanks Manda. :)I would slip it into her drink pre-ceremony, but I don't want to ruin the pictures.

Soon-to-be Mrs. Vogt · October 2009

Missy, please, you are not that old! And I'm all for the whining. I cry all the time about where we live. I love it, I love our house, I love being in the middle of nowhere. But I miss my life in the city, I miss being near my family (especially my nephew), I miss being able to just call my friends and go out for drinks within the hour. I wouldn't trade where we live to move back to the city, but I can totally understand how hard it is. Peanut - ugh, I think we had the same little artist at our weddings! Someone let my (now) nephew have a pen near our siggy mat and he drew some stuff on there before anyone noticed. It's kind of cute, but it could have gotten out of hand. Then a 6 year old got ahold of the sharpie for our guest book and started drawing hearts on her page. Someone caught her too. I would have not let it go if someone had scribbled on that stuff. Not cute, kids. Not cute.

Bubbalub · October 2009

Late to the game but here goes:Confession: I found out this morning that our HR woman is pregnant and I am excited, yet jealous. We are not planning on trying until next year but I feel like we're running out of time or something. Like there's a limit to how many women can be pregnant at one time or something.

MissLeahM · October 2009

I feel bridezilla-y because I really want to have our ceremony in my home town. The problem: To get back to our reception site, it'll take up to an hour to get to (bridge issues=long line-ups). Its really the only thing that I want and I feel guilty for wanting it. The FSIL's are telling me how its going to ruin the whole day by sitting on a bridge for a 30 minute ceremony.

bbyckes · October 2009

I've been to our breakroom no less than twice looking for leftover cake from some secretary's birthday party. No cake. I'm way more bummed about it than I should be.Missy, hugs to you, girl. I wish I was in driving distance.

lpstl · October 2009

One of my best friends has been ttc for about 2 years. I didn’t expect her to take me being pregnant all that well, but at this point I think she just needs to get the fuuck over it. She bit my head off when I told her we were naming him Xavier, because apparently she has plans to use that as a middle name for her future son. WTF? Just use it, no one gives a flying fuuck, including me. I had no idea you were planning to use that name. Do you really think I’m psycho and decided to get knocked up and use that name just to spite you or something? If so, why are you friends with me?Ok, that was more of a vent than a confession. I really just needed to get it out though.

katiewhompus · October 2009

I felt your pain Missy. For the last 3 years Dh and I both had to work the night before Thanksgiving, Thanksgiving, Christmas Eve, and Christmas. I would get really b1tchy on the "eve's" when customers are all like "have a great Christmas, are you excited?" "No, I'll be here, all fvcking day, and not seeing my relatives, or my husband. So have a merry f'n Christmas".My current confession, I'm delaying calling the doctor until Saturday. 'm 2 weeks late, but got 2 negative hpt results, and I'm scared she'll confirm the tests and say that my body is just screwed up and not pregnant.

BecW2be · October 2009

lpstl, your confession reminded me of another one of mine. FSIL named her son Eric, knowing that J has said since he was a kid his first son would be named Eric. The entire family was shocked when she took the name (it's a family tradition to name the first son's first son after the paternal grandfather. Confused yet?) I'm not one to put dibs on names, but this was very important to J as the oldest son to carry this on. I confess, if we ever decide to have children or adopt a child, if it's a boy I'll be naming him Eric. When she explodes, I look forward to smiling and saying, "Oh, but your Eric's last name is different, and he is much older, so our Eric will carry on the family last name."

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