Tuesday, March 17, 2009

True Confessions

I tossed and turned all night.  I couldn't sleep with the realization that I had stolen from my own mother.  The shame and guilt had me gnashing my teeth and tearing at my clothes.  My pillow was wet with tears this morning, and I knew I had to tell her:

Mom?  I stole Q-tips from you!

There, I said it.  Now, with counseling, maybe we can both move on in life.

7 comments:

Pamela said...

Hmmmm....I kinda suspect she might...just might....with a lot of tears and coaxing be able to forgive you this ONCE!
xoxox

Sonya said...

ohhhhhhhhhhh the shame.........

Just borrow them, use them and give them back and it will all be ok!

Traci said...

Sleep what is this sleep to which you refer?

FrankandMary said...

~silence as judgment~ ;-0~Mary

Hollie said...

LOL I agree with Sonya.....just borrow them & give them back.

Donna said...

I hate to break this to you, but you didn't steal them from me. You stole them from your DADDY. And you are DADDY'S LITTLE GIRL!!! Oh, the shame. Wait until I tell him.

I never use Q-tips for anything except once in a blue moon to help me clean my keyboard. And you KNOW how rarely that gets done.

Amy said...

Q Tip stealing is forgiveable. Hotel towels, maybe not so much. Hee...