Well, well I missed a few of my favorite link ups so I guess I'll do a them all in one

Thus we have 

Dear five year old self,

(Yes I said five- I met Robert when I was six)

I know you aren't thinking of boys right now

And your idea of marriage and dating greatly mimicked the classics:

Lion King, Little Mermaid, and Beauty and the Beast

But my greatest advice to you is be nice to everyone

That boy, even though he will be a "butt head" to your friends,

is just a little bit insecure 

So calling him "Chunky Monkey" is unacceptable

because he turns out to be your one...

and he still won't try the Ben and Jerry's flavor 

with the same namesake as your old nickname for him...

Which shouldn't be funny in the future.

Please remember not to laugh when you discover this

(at least not in front of him)

Love, future you

And now time for my Confessional Friday Sunday

Via A Blonde Ambition

I confess, after visiting my cousin this week and hearing her speak about her friend "S" it came to my attention that "S" and I have a similar problem. I have no choice but to accept the fact that I am THAT person... THAT person who has been eating like butt hole mostly in secret and then wondering out loud why I'm not losing weight. Duh Kasi, quit buying boxes of valentines day candy on sale and quit eating your future mother-in-law's apple turnovers like you should be eating apples. 

I confess, that I am super nervous for Robert. Tomorrow he starts his first big boy job. I'm not nervous that he won't do well... I just want the other kids to like him! And I want him to enjoy his time so that it makes him staying in Raleigh for me to do my Master's degree worth it.

I confess, the people at Chick-fil-a are starting to recognize us. And not in a "you look familiar, were you in here the other day?" way but in a "guy at the drive through window knows my very specific request for 3 honey packets with my chicken minis" way. And if you don't know it- honey is amazing on those glorious pieces of heaven. 

I confess, for the first time in my life I have been doodling my first name and a boys last name together... Robert's last name of course. Duh. I'm having to rethink my entire signature with a new last name. Scribbles are only acceptable when your last name is as long as Wetherington and no one expects you to write it out, especially in cursive. 

and last but not least...

I confess that I am just now getting into Grey's Anatomy. Behind the times? Maybe. But now I can watch it all the way through with minimal commercials and I love it. In all of it's melancholy angst-y glory. And Robert does too. It may or may not have made me fall in love with Katherine Heigl all over again. (girl crush).

BAM.

Maybe I'll be on time for my link ups next time...