I have a few confessions to make.

You may know that I struggle with guilt. I mostly struggle in the sense that I feel bad about something that really isn’t “that” important  (like having to miss a family function) or guilt related to my role as wife and mother (“I’m not doing a good job. A “good wife” would do ___”).

There are however, a few things that I would like to confess that I have done (or not done) in my past that haunts my thoughts sometimes. Possibly talking about them to the public would make me feel better? Nah. It is really because I felt like writing and the topic popped up into my head. But who knows, maybe some good will come out of it. The good will probably be that my readers were entertained for a minute and that is good enough for me.  =0P

1. When I was 15 I got my hair highlighted at a professional salon. That was the only time I have ever colored my hair. I only tipped the stylist $3-$5 (don’t remember the exact number but I’m leaning more towards $3). I know. I didn’t know any better. No one ever told me how much you are supposed to tip those people. I was getting my hair cut at Great Clips at the time so I just figured all services were covered under the same blanket.  I feel really bad. If I knew who the guy was I would go back and give him more money.

2. Along the same line… When my friends and I were in HS but not old enough to drive, we would sneak out of my parents house in the middle of the night and take Taxi’s to our other friends houses. We knew exactly how much the fare would cost to particular places so we scrounged up all of our pennies and quarters and jumped in the Taxi without a second thought. I’m pretty sure we never once tipped our driver. Who knew?! Again, I feel really bad because that is how those people make their money and they were stuck driving our cheap young butts around who didn’t know any better. (Sorry Mom! I’m pretty sure I have told you about this since then.)

3. I have serious guilt issues related to friends I had growing up that I thought I was “good friends” with but thinking back, I realize I wasn’t really a good friend at all. I thought I was, but most of the time I was just thinking of myself instead of being there for the people who really needed me. If I have offended you in this way I would really like the opportunity to apologize so please let me know. There are a few specific people and instances that I can think of but I am sure there are more…

4. One time, I told a friend I lost her really expensive Abercrombie sweater because I liked it and I didn’t want to give it back. I know, really terrible. I did actually lose it but when I found it I never told her. Another time I borrowed a shirt from another friend and accidentally ripped it so I told her I lost it because I didn’t want her to get mad. I am not sure how confessing to ripping it is worse than losing it but in my mind it was. I am really sorry to the two of you for doing this. We don’t talk anymore but if you happen to read this and you think this was you… it probably wasn’t. lol. I’m sorry!

5. I used to steal money out of my parents coin jar to buy ice cream from Mr. Softy. Yumm. I love me some Mr. Softy. (Sorry again, guys.)

I guess I feel a little better. I would feel even better if I had never done these things. Oh well. You live, you learn right?

And for the record, rule of thumb for tipping is %20 of your total bill. You’re welcome.