Friday Confessions

It's Friday (Can I get an AMEN?!) and I feel like confessing a bunch of things, so here we go...

It's Friday and this is the first time I'm blogging this week. Oops. I've tried to blog every day this week and something has happened the night before and kept me busy (I usually write at nighttime), or there's not enough time in the morning. Massive fail, I know.

I totally thought 'Bae' meant 'Babe' until Pinterest informed me that I'm just dumb.



I knew I desperately needed to workout when I got home from work yesterday, but I was so exhausted that I just went straight to my bed and laid there for an hour before I finally got my butt up and moving. It was a weak workout, but I did it.. that still counts for something, right?

I jumped on Pinterest to look for a ton of new recipes since I need to get back to eating extremely clean - no cheating, no alcohol, and working out 5-6x a week, and I spent the majority of the time looking at funny things instead:





I've thought about eating pizza every single day this week. I wish I was kidding, but I'm not. I mean, I haven't actually eaten it every day, so that counts for something - but I've definitely wanted it in my mouth hole non stop (that's what she said).
This shirt couldn't be more accurate

Now I want pizza. Crap.

Justin hates it when I listen to a song more than once, and I'm guilty of being a song repeatist. Can't stop, won't stop. Since he's not here, I've been listening to this song on repeat for the past half hour and I don't even care...

Oh, and obviously I'm linking up with Whitney today to #backthatazzup into the weekend.

TGIF