Confession Session

Tuesday, March 17, 2015


I confess... Tuesday is my busiest day of school. I have class from eight to eight-thirty at night and it is so incredibly draining. Here's a quick little confession session post in place of something more interesting. And hey, you just might learn a thing or two about me.

I confess…that I love reading young adult books. Is that weird? Sometimes adult books get so dry, but young adult books (although despite the name, are actually geared more towards teenagers) usually have stories that can somehow hold my attention that sometimes resembles a five year old.

I confess…that sometimes I let my cat have ice cream. Before you accuse me of being a bad cat mom, I swear it’s only very occasionally and in extremely small quantities. In my defense, she usually tries to smother me until I share, so really, I’m just looking out for myself.

I confess… on weeknights I am always in bed by 10:00. Seriously, if I don’t get at least 8-9 hours of sleep I am useless for the entire next day. Weekends aren’t much better. Am I 22 years old, or 70? Honestly sometimes I’m not entirely sure.

I confess… I’m nervous every time I post something in blog land.

I confess… I take ten times more selfies in the summer than in the winter. The simple reasoning behind this is that in the summer I am tan and in the winter I am not, and truthfully I like the way I look way more when I’m tan.

I confess… I complained multiple times last week when we had one day of 65-degree weather. This week it’s been in the 90’s and again, I complained. Something is wrong here and I don’t think it’s the weather.

I confess… I refuse to take an uber or lyft. I know thousands of people who have used these transportation services and safely gotten from one location to another, yet I am convinced that I will be kidnapped.

I confess…  I have been searching French Quarter on Pinterest for at least the past two months since Daniel and I booked our weekend getaway. T-minus 17 days until I’ll be having the time of my life with my husband in New Orleans.


I confess… I have a bikini addiction. Seriously, my name is Abbey and I am addicted to bikinis. They say the first step is admitting you have a problem, right? 

I confess... I have three, that's right, three different camera's that I use on a semi-regular basis. Two are polaroids, and one is digital. Why I feel the need to have pictures in that many formats is beyond me.

I confess... I've never had green beer or really celebrated all that is St. Patricks day. And because of my ridiculous school schedule, this won't be my year either. I can feel my Irish ancestors judging me for my lack of culture. 


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