Confessional

Confession #1 - I haven't grown an inch taller since fourth grade. No comment on how many inches wider I've expanded.

Confession #2 - My sister and I are "sometimes" writing a book series together.
Confession #2a - My sister is a better writer than I am.

Confession #3 - Sometimes I speak as if someone is listening to me. Like, when Mr. Dub is out of town, I make comments like, "Just wait until Daddy gets home from work!" - just in case some bad guys are listening outside. Or sometimes I say witty things to Miss Dub, in the event that our single, female neighbors upstairs are listening. I'm worried they might think motherhood is a bore so I'm trying to persuade them of its true coolness. (It is cool, right?)

Confession #4 - On occasion, I find green bean casserole and tater tot casserole to be delicious.
Confession #4a - My mom never made tater tot casserole growing up.
Confession #4b - My mom is cooler than your mom.

Confession #5 - I never attended by college statistics class once, and I got a job during my lab hour. I also flirted violently with the TAs right before each test to get some emergency help. I got a B+.

Confession #6 - I failed Physical Science twice. The first time I forgot I'd even enrolled in the class after I quit attending the third week. The second time I missed taking the final when another final went over, and I had a plane to catch. The third time I took the class online, took the option of letting my final test grade be my only grade for the semester and managed to get a C- after studying for only a day. (See Confession #5.)

Confession #7 - If I told you my middle name is Peter, I lied. People called me Pete growing up because of a really lame story that I probably embellished for the sole purpose of making the nickname stick.
Confession #7a - I was so sick of being called Pete several years before people stopped calling me that.

Confession #8 - Sometimes I think I'm rich. For the sake of convenience, I recently purchased four identical Christmas gifts online for $50 a piece. Now, I have to return them and find more reasonably priced replacements.

Confession #9 - I'm a loner. I love my friends, but I also really enjoy going shopping by myself.

Confession #10 - In recent weeks, I've gained more than five pounds. Mostly because I find the only way to curb morning sickness is to constantly shovel carbohydrates into my month. Every morning I say I'm going to be better, but by 9 a.m., I'm just focused on surviving.
Confession #10a - I'm ten weeks pregnant.

Sweet confession

Confession:
I loOoVe Mary Jane candies.

They were my Halloween treat of choice growing up, even though they seem like the candy most likely to be filled with razor blades.

I also had a hankering for the black and orange-wrapped taffies and vanilla-flavored Tootsie rolls, though I could never admit it to my peers for fear of being blacklisted from the cool lunch table. (Also kept in the closet: My affinity for egg salad sandwiches.)

And by the way, has any one ever found a razor blade in their H-Day candy? If so, was it a Mary Jane? If so, can I have the razor-free part? I'm hungry.

(I should explain, lest you think I lived a deprived childhood where I was given Bit-o-Honeys instead of Snickers, that I really HATED chocolate growing up. My mature taste buds, however, only dis-prefer it.)

What's your favorite Halloween candy?