Hump day confessional

Hump, hump, hump it up!!

So it's that time again. Ya know, that time where I confess all the news that's fit to print. I'll start by saying that I confess I'm still so honored that I was nominated for a Liebster Award. Just in case you didn't hear, see, or read about it earlier in the week on here. Yay! Award! Award! Award! Reminds me of that scene in Hocus Pocus.

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I confess that King Arthur got the royal heave-ho and has since been replaced with The Three Musketeers. As a backup I also took out 2 Calvin & Hobbes books from the library as well. One cannot go wrong with Calvin & Hobbes.

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This past Saturday night we ate at Johnny Rockets and I confess I was dis-a-ppointed. My burger was a little over-cooked, they took out all the individual jukeboxes, and when the counter person who took our order told me the price for just our 3 meals I had to hold on to the counter to keep from falling over. I looked at the husband and wanted to say "Give me money." like Kenickie did to Rizzo in Grease. The husband considered leaving but I was starving and in the end my stomach won out.

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I confess that I didn't link up with Vodka and Soda's Humpday confessional last week. Or the week before either because I was blogstipated.

*blogstipated (blog-stuh-peyt-id)

- adj

1. suffering from blogstipation.
2. subject to restriction or blockage in a flow of productive blogging.

*words and definitions by Sandypedia.

Ok, now it's your turn to 'fess up.