I confess: Traffic is back. Make it go away.
I confess: My husbands "road rage" is hilarious though. "You ARE NOT CARPOOLING! That is just a baby! That is just called TAKING CARE OF YOUR BABY. You two didn't have a conversation this morning about taking only one car today." Though by his strict standards, I wouldn't count as carpooling either, he says all people in the car must have a valid drivers license to count as carpooling. You know, when the carpool is full and not moving.
I confess: My sister and her bf wanted a cooking pan with a lid and some cookie sheets but it's been out of their budget so I purchased it for them. I love that they want to cook at home! Last time I was there, she kind of made a face that they don't really like the same things. Neil and I went through the same thing but we have figured out a lot of things we both like now. It takes time.
I confess: I've misplaced another item, my new yoga pants that I bought on clearance for $8. So last month was the favor bags, this month the yoga pants. Dang, ya'll. It's not expensive items, but these pants I can't replace because they don't have them anymore. My life is just the worst, guys. /s