Happy Halloween & other confessions

Today is Halloween. The month of October is virtually gone and I'm a sleepless wreck. So as not to dwell on my pathetic physical state, however, I would like to announce that Carly Q is now officially in her new bedroom. It took a swift lie ("oh NO! the crib is broken!!") coupled with anecdotal evidence in the form of a disheveled crib mattress devoid of its usual cute crib sheet and haphazardly topped with an empty laundry basket (genius!). Greg doubted that this scheme would work and I was a bit tentative when, after I announced to Carly that the crib was broken, she gave a doubtful glance over her shoulder to the crib and said, "no, not broken, needs a new sheet mommy." Yet, the allure of the swanky new digs must have been secretly taunting her, for that very evening, she succumbed to the broken crib theory and made it through the night in her big girl bed and even slept in late the next morning.

So far, we haven't looked back.

On to the big Halloween confessions. I was up late reading Time when I came across an article about online confessions (http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,1853325,
00.html?iid=perma_share) (no, I can't figure out how to get this to convert to a link). Now, I think this is a fantastic idea, even if the Catholic Church doesn't. Since I used to be a good Catholic and generally buy into the idea of reconciliation and forgiveness (I'm married to Greg, after all), it made me think: what would I confess online if I could? As it turns out, I came up with many things sitting there reading at 3am, but I didn't write them down, so here are the remnants of what I remember:

1) I am a stay-home mom and I hate being at my house during the day.
2) Carly once walked down our steep staircase wearing my 2.5 inch heels and I didn't notice until she was at the bottom.
3) I envy (had to throw in that mortal sin reference) creative people.
4) I say I don't like dressing up for Halloween, but secretly I wish I had a reason to go nuts with a costume. (This year, I'd wear a green hat, green tights and a huge orange sweatshirt over my massive pregnant belly and go as a pumpkin.)

Anyone else have a confession or two you'd like to share?