Curvy Jones on: These Are My Confessions…
They say confession is good for the soul. My soul should be all good, after this week!
Borrowed from the Internet. Thanks!
- In review: I still hate the Olympics and socks. I still really don’t like Mr. Mayer.
- Ever since I fell down a flight of stairs last year, I’m kind of afraid of stairs and I avoid them like the plague. Curbs too. I just see myself hurling over the edge. I confess that I’ve turned into a wuss and that bugs me.
- Sometimes, especially in the winter, I will come home on Friday, get into bed and not get back out of it until Sunday. I confess I really look forward to that, some weeks.
- I confess that I have never had a boyfriend on Valentine’s Day. I’ve never had a date on Valentine’s Day. I confess that kind of makes me sad, every year, as much as it shouldn’t really matter because it’s a Hallmark Holiday and we should show romantic love everyday, not just on Feb 14th. The first time I actually have a Valentine on Valentine’s Day??? That poor, poor man.
- I’ve been dieting. I’ve lost about 10 lbs. I confess I think I gained it back, this week. I tried to take a day off for the SuperBowl. It’s turned into an off week.
- Last week I made a decision to stop doing something that was doing more harm than good, as least from my perspective. I confess that although it leaves some people in a bind, I feel relief.
- I had something in this spot that I was going to confess. It was sex and toys related but… I’m glad I saved this as a draft because I decided not to post it. I confess I’m a coward and I’m scared people will think I’m stupid and immature. Holy cow and thank God for being skittish.
- Sometimes I read warnings on bottles and wonder what the hell happened that made them put that warning on that label. Like who’s dumb enough to do some of this stuff? Then I figure it must have happened, so now they specifically warn people not to do it. It must be why they also have warnings at the beginning of JACKASS.
- Sometimes I feel like I’m about 60 years old. And sometimes I feel like I’m about 13.
- My mom sent me an e-card yesterday. She’s never done that before. It really warmed my heart. I confess I almost didn’t send a card back to her. I don’t do well with touchy feely emotiony kinds of things. I usually just eat. I did, though.
- I’m addicted to my blog stats. I look, all the time, several times a day, to see what people are looking at on my blog. I never thought I was all that interesting. Some days, you guys agree. :/
- I confess my biggest fears begin with F: Falling, Flying, Failing… ****ing.
Curvy Jones is a northerner playing a southerner who is living, working, playing in metro Atlanta.
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Sometimes, especially in the winter, I will come home on Friday, get into bed and not get back out of it until Sunday. I confess I really look forward to that, some weeks.
I do the same thing. And I commend you for being able to put some of this stuff out there, cause I would not
be able to (was the end of my sentence)
LOL! Well………..I may regret them later but they’re out there, now.
Blogstats. so now you know that I am a stalker. Great. LOL
“Last week I made a decision to stop doing something that was doing more harm than good, as least from my perspective. I confess that although it leaves some people in a bind, I feel relief.” I made a the same decision and it has been bumpy but I too feel the same relief.
Tex In The City´s last blog ..Thank You
Yeah, it’s not really stalking if you announce yourself, Tex…. Damn Hondurans. LOL.