They say that confession is good for the soul. . .

. . . so here goes. 

Each day in my inbox I receive a Daily Challenge email.  The email challenges me to do something practical that will, I’m sure, have a positive impact on my life. . .(if I chose to do them.)  To be honest, my usual practice is to avoid the email and click delete before opening them.  What can I say. . . I’m a mom of two with a recently surgery’d (yep, I made up that word) foot.  I’m lucky to make it through the day just getting food on the table. 

Anyway, when I received the Daily Challenge on Sunday, I quickly pointed the cursor arrow over delete, but before clicking the button I saw the Challenge for the day:  Clean out one kitchen cabinet today.

Dangit.  Immediately, I felt guilty. 

Blogger friends, you may or may not remember one of my first blog posts, in which I confessed that I am addicted to cookbooks and cooking magazines.  And you, my blogger friends, were so kind as to give me so many great suggestions as to how to consolidate my collection.  But, I must confess. . .

I’ve made little (or no) progress.

Ahhh, that felt good. Confession really is good for the soul.  While I’m at it. . .

Sometimes, we find the kids things in the most strange of places.  Why Chanelle’s sunglasses are in the refrigerator, I don’t know.  In fact, we left them there. . . just to see how long it takes her to notice them. 

Sometimes, we throw chocolate chips in the pancakes. . . simply because they ask.  Maybe I won’t make mom of the year for feeding my kids a perfect diet, but really, you’re only young once, right?

Sometimes, I let my kids do things I would usually never let them do. . . just so I might get them to smile for a picture.  Like, stand on the counter, for example.  I’m sure they must be confused by my making an allowance on one day and forbidding it another.  They’ll figure it out, right? 

Sometimes, I give my kids a bath simply to buy myself some time.  They love to play in the water.  Chanelle goes to one bathroom and Charlie to another.  They play, while I fold laundry, vacuum, or just put my feet up and breathe for a moment.  I see nothing wrong with giving a bath at 12:30 in the afternoon.

Sometimes I like to pretend I’m a photographer, when really I’m just a girl who likes to capture a moment.  I’m more than okay with that. 

Lastly, and there is no picture for this one, I can’t pass up a good Lifetime movie.  (I realize the “good” and “Lifetime movie” might be seen as a contradiction. . . but I get sucked in every time.  But really, how can I not with such splendid titles as “Mother May I Sleep with Danger?”, “A Fare to Remember”, “Crimes of Passion: She Woke Pregnant, and my most recent favorite “The Craigslist Killer.”
I know, I know. . . have I no shame?!

Seriously, though, I’ve found that it’s okay not to take myself to seriously.  It’s a good thing to laugh. . . especially at myself. 

Wow, all that started with the stinkin’ Daily Challenge email that made me feel guilty.  I guess this post got a little out of hand.  If you’re interested in receiving the daily challenges, click here. . . Maybe you will one up me and actually do them.