I grew up Catholic so I know confession well. I hated it mind you. I used to make stuff up to tell the priest because I was so nervous. I wanted to perform well at confession. I’ve always been quite competitive so I guess I was hoping to “win” confession. I know what you’re thinking and yikes is right!!!

So, what is my confession you ask. I failed on day 1 of this blog. I did not have steak and roasted potatoes last night. I have many excuses as to why but it really just boils down to laziness. I fed the kids leftovers that my mother (hi mom) so graciously provided me with and Mr. Wonderful and I had hot dogs. Not just any hot dogs though. We made Nathan’s on the grill pan and added chili, cheese and mustard. And I gotta say, it was damn good. We ate without the kids and it was freaking awesome!! 

So there. I admitted it. But I have made the potatoes tonight. I had to go with baby red though because the whites were rotten. I’ll post a photo (if I can figure out how) and until tomorrow, cheers y’all! xoxo