|via Mrs. Lillien|
Can you believe it's Friday again? This week flew by for me, which is just fine, since I'm oh-so-ready for a holiday weekend. Ready to confess? Good. Let's do it.
1) I confess that I always have a brief heart attack when a car suddenly pulls out into the turning lane so that they can "merge" into traffic. Y'all know what I'm talking about? I always, always panic, thinking they don't see my car and that they're just going to careen right into the side of me.
2) I confess that it feels good to be doing outfit/fashion-related posts again. I felt so disgusting and vomitous (sure, it's a word...sure it is), that dressing up for pics did not feel very fun. That first trimester of pregnancy is for the birds. I finally feel like myself again...and I like it.
3) I confess that I am just SEVEN posts away from my 1,000th blog post! Holy smokes, that's a lot of blogging! Can y'all believe I've been at this for FOUR years? I cannot. It blows my mind.
4) I confess that I have no earthly idea what I'll write about for the 1,000th blog post, either. I feel an immense amount of pressure to produce something stellar...but, like most everything around here, it will probably pertain to t-shirts, high heels, hair curling or random celebrity gossip. All meaningful things in their own right.
Okay, you're up, kids. Tell me what's on your minds.