When was Your Last Confession?

November 6, 2008 | Confessional,Me,NaBloPoMo

Mine was…let me think back… um, never.

Let’s start now, and instead of stepping into a claustrophobic wooden box and speaking to a religious confidante, I’ll just put it out there to you mostly supportive, yet sometimes mocking, mostly unknown and unmet interwebbians.

Here goes: When I hear the song Endless Love (sung by the incomparable Lionel Richie…oh yeah, and Diana Ross), I have the unshakable urge to dress in a short sparkly outfit, lace up some ice skates and emote my shivering ass off with some double axels and maybe even a triple salchow*.

I don’t know why. I can’t explain it. But there. It’s OUT THERE (“call the police, it’s already out there!”).

I feel much better. Tell me, do you have something (horrifically embarrassing) that you’d like to reveal here at the semi-anonymous Hollow Squirrel Confessional…or have you already cyber-stoned me for my shameful secret?

*wherein I’d break my face.

Posted by Mrs. Squirrel @ 10:28 pm  

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13 Responses to “When was Your Last Confession?”

  1. Are you ready for this confession?

    (You might want to sit down for this)

    I once had a sex dream involving the Crocodile Hunter and myself on the conveyor belt at the grocery store checkout stand.

    Shut up! My subconscious is crazy!

  2. i think your confession sounds like a version of the scene in Happy Gilmore….”What friends can listen to Endless Love in the dark….”

  3. I have since, thankfully, outgrown this urge, but there was a period in my early-mid twenties when I felt like the song “Never Been to Me” told the story of a life of angst and glamour that I needed to emulate.

    Then I saw a drag queen sing it and I was cured.

  4. Your Endless Love/Ice Skating thing reminds me of Happy Gilmore. Remember that scene? :-)

  5. Thankfully i have not got any real embarassing memories. Nothing anyway that makes me chringe and then think wtf did i do that for?

    But…

    I am only 19. I feel that i have Karma coming to me just for posting this.

    **knocking VERY hardly on wood**

  6. Here’s a confession…yesterday I went to work but didn’t do a DAMN thing all day long. I’m pretty good at looking busy when I need to! Oh wait, I did email with you so I guess I did do something!

  7. Julie…I do that everyday.

    My confession?

    Crap…you know all of my secrets already!

  8. Ha!! You crack me up.

    I can’t think of anything to confess as I comment feverishly before Number One begins begging for computer time, Number Two poops or Number Three wakes from her coma-like swing nap (she’s stirring, ahhhhh!)

    Just wanted to say I love that you’re doing NaBloPoMo. You’re quite entertaining, you Squirrel you.

  9. Okay, this is beyond gross, but one time last winter I was making mashed potatoes and gravy and realized we had no milk (I was making country style milk gravy) EXCEPT for gigantic glasses of milk my kids and their friends had poured themselves and then left 1/2 full on the kitchen table (you know where this is going), so I used the milk sitting in their glasses to make the gravy. (Yes, I did!)

    (Needless to say, I didn’t eat any of the gravy but I did serve it to them and I’ll never ever tell them that story, EVER!)

  10. I had a dream Tracy Jordan took me out behind the middle school and got me pregnant.

  11. I’m totally drawing a blank here. REALLY, I swear.

  12. I am just not coming up with anything right now. I will think about this though.

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