I admit...

When you "hear" me say "fake Uggs", these are what I'm talking about.  They're Bear Paw boots. and have a sturdier sole than real Uggs.  If you talk to my husband though, you can let him know I'll accept a real pair.

I admit that I broke my own rule and wore a turtleneck before October.  But it did snow on Saturday, so I think you all will forgive me for that.

I admit that I have a dentist appointment on Thursday, so it's time to starting flossing "every day".

I admit that the last minute of the season premiere of Dexter had me going, "Oh, f@#$, f@#$, f@#$!" at the t.v.  An appropriate reaction?  I think it was.

I admit that I went to Target for pens last week.  Yes, just pens (Stop laughing).  And I came out with shorts, a tank top, a sweater, a polo shirt, chocolate chips, a salted caramel mocha...and pens.

I admit that I am ticked about having to get my winter tires on already.
They are studded with little metal spikes for traction.  They click-click-click when I drive. Cool, huh?  Yeah. Not really. Whatever.

I admit that I already bought a treat for The Great Pumpkin Swap.  It's something "owl-ish".
Sign-ups start next Monday, October 8th!  Get your candy corn ready.

I admit that as I sent this recipe for Jalapeno Popper Dip to a co-worker over the weekend, I re-read the post.  I never told you WHY I can't eat the stuff.  Simply put, I ate way too much of it once while playing a drinking game (at age 21, of course).  Never again.

Oh, and I admit that I do not do Halloween costumes.  EVER.  It's a personal rule.
So when I'm forced to go to an army Halloween party?
What should I do?  I know I talked about ordering a Merlotte's shirt.  But those things are expensive!  I really wanted a Bon Temps football shirt (it looks slightly sturdier) and I'd gladly wear that, but it doesn't lend itself as easily to "costume".

Um, help?

How was YOUR weekend?

Also linking up to Meg's Mingle Monday