Confession Number 348: Today's photos have absolutely, positively nothing to do with the content of these confessions. Well, except this first confession. Because I'm talking about them here. Hhm. Right. Anyways, incase my ramblings today bore you terribly, I've included a sampling of the wondrous Spring we're soaking up.
Confession Number 6: Sometimes my musical palette is terribly undiscerning. As much as I would like to boast of listening to highly diversified, unheard of indie or fabulously interesting music all the time, it's just not true. Just this week I had to run approximately fours hours of errands in the car (blerg!) and listened to the "stress-busting, easy-listening favorites of the 60's through today" the whole time. I confess to know ALL the words to a few Celine Dion songs. And John Cougar Mellencamp. Nevermind Counting Crows, Sugar Ray and even some Spice Girls. I may or may not even kinda liked it.
And when "I will always love you" by Whitney Houston came on, I belted it out at the top of my lungs.
(I'M SLIGHTLY MORTIFIED NOW)
(Don't Judge Me)
In a related confession, the very first CASSETTE TAPE I purchased with my own hard earned cash-o-la was the Bodyguard Soundtrack. So you see it's just ingrained at this point. I can't help it.
Ok, your turn and make it juicy!