I Confess …
Way back, when I first ventured into this world of blog, I had THE most awesome, destined to be a hit, EVERYONE WILL ADORE, newest, best-est idea ever !!
YaY
! & ! I dubbed it the extremely, catch on fire, name of Fess Up Friday.
It started with a Milk Dud, in which I declared my endless love for this awesome, stick to the teeth candy,
then, every single Friday for thisclose to a whole, entire year, I’d fess up to whatever my brain decided to unveil in that particular moment
& just so you realize how detailed my quest to viral-ism became, I’ve reached inside my dusty ‘ol archives to find …
My Friday Fess List
Football
Cigarettes
Car Washes
Food
Psychedelic Lollipops
Public Speaking
Pet Peeves
Baseball
Halloween Costumes
Messed up Lyrics
Happiness
Hopping
Eating way too much on Thanksgiving
Holiday Letters
Holiday Party Envy
Miscellaneous this & that’s
Barbie
My Worst Hangover
My Ways
Nothing
Fear of Spiders
BIG HUG
Coffee
Faking Sickness
#!!#%&#!!
Blinking
JAWS
Signs
NCAA Brackets
Parking in the Boonies
Jesus
Ferns
Being a Taurus
Mandy
Hats
Mom’s Day Proud
Steps
Roundabouts
Tidy Beds
Sweetie, Honey, Babe
Feet
Broken Lawnmowers
Grump
Eves
Hot Flashes
WoW
Wannabe Badass
&
Voicemail Babbling
Yep.
THESE are the many confessions I released
& looking back now, I am somewhat appalled by the many bits and pieces of classified information I revealed.
eek
The thing is, every week as I offered a sure to be instant star confession, besides the loyal souls who have followed my writings from the beginning,
Absolutely.
Nothing.
Happened.
zilch. nada. thud. crickets. snore.
But there I chugged, insistent in my belief that within my type, type, typing fingers, I held THE coolest trend ever !
yeah. huh.
Little did I comprehend at the time, my friend, Universe held an entirely different plan
and funny how, as I reminisce about my craze called Fess, I randomly stumbled upon
WoW.
If this ain’t ! perfect !
’cause, hmm.
How does one explain the pure joy and delightful airiness of simply giving up the fight and allowing the universe to take control ?
or the freedom one feels when a writer’s most important audience becomes her very own self ??
or the absolute souring power of you lead, I’ll follow, to wherever, to whenever, to whoever or however.
Destiny has the wheel
and I’ve never felt more able
& truth be told, I’m happy I retired my dream of ultimate recognition with those Friday Fesses
but in tune with writing, I’ll forever remain.
So, hey, Universe
!! Thanks !!
& YaY,
I confess …
you sooooooo know best.
