Only one confession for me this week.
My grandparents 60th anniversary party is tomorrow. 60th! Can you imagine being married for 60 years! Everyone will be there - their kids, grandkids, great grandkids.....
and I would rather stick a spork in my eye than drive 40 minutes away to go to their party. They live 1/4 mile away from me, and I have to drive halfway across the state (okay, maybe an exaggeration there) to go to their party, when I am 57 months pregnant.
I am the worst. granddaughter. ever.