It’s been a while since I’ve assembled a list like this (two years!), so, inspired by my guilty confessions when I was on the Faith & Family Live Cast yesterday and in the spirit of Jen’s weekly Quick Takes, here goes:

My family doesn’t pray the family rosary. It’s not that I don’t want to.  It’s just that we…don’t.  Guess you’ll have to listen to more of the conversation, but given some of the surprise that my family doesn’t, I thought I should mention it here, in public.

When I grow up, I want to be a grandma. This isn’t the job description that I went to college to get degrees in, and I never even considered it viable until I had young children of my own.  Whether or not I have biological grandchildren, when I’m gray enough, I plan to adopt them from other people.  I think young children exist for grandparent-aged people to enjoy, or maybe my parents and my in-laws just have me hoodwinked.

Nothing says “great dinner” to me like a big steak, baked sweet potato on the side and a salad with chipotle ranch dressing, from Long Horn. I know it’s not good for me.  I don’t care.  These are guilty confessions, after all!  🙂

I don’t really like vegetables. There, I’ve said it.  I used to operate under the assumption that I did, that I enjoyed eating healthy, but I have come to the realization recently that I don’t.

My kids watch TV. Probably more than they should.  (But we read lots of books too.  And yes, I comfort myself with that.)

Some weeks, we live out of laundry baskets. The clothes may or may not be folded.  I may or may not feel guilty about this, depending on the week.

I am not crafty, I don’t sew, and my creativity is limited to certain parameters that don’t involve coordination. Therefore, it should come as a great surprise at Christmas when unsuspecting family members receive homemade gifts.  🙂

The Quick Takes jackpot is over at Conversion Diary.  Go check it out!