Friday Confessional

Alright,Mamarazzi, you asked for them...

I confess...that it is noon and I just woke up. As much as I would like to say I was just enjoying a great dream, that is not true.

I confess...that I was sleeping in because I am wrapping up week 2 of a wicked summer cold.

I confess...that I feel OK during the day only to cough my head off all night. It really sips! I mean who has a cold when it is 100 degrees outside?

I confess...that the 10% alcohol in the Nyquil may not be cutting it. I might need something harder. I wish you didn't need a prescription for snake oil anymore...

I confess...that on top of all of this, my nice brown tan from the week at the beach waited a week before peeling. I am destined to be pale, I must accept this.

I confess...that this is my last week off and Monday will mean a 5:30 alarm clock for the first time in a month.

I confess...that I miss summer vacation already!

I confess...that while typing this, I misspelled first as "firts" and one of the spell check corrections that came up was farts. How old do you have to be before that word stops being funny?