Not quite as intriguing as the confessional, but the Red Chair Confessions at the therapist do pique my interest…maybe because I’ve spent some time at the therapist? Though I don’t have anything as risqué to admit to. Nothing really even that interesting, actually.

But I don’t think her confession is quite as raunchy as we’re lead to believe so I shouldn’t feel that my therapist appointments are inadequate. Judging by the therapist’s notes (necklace, bag, scarf – Are those the new accessories she spotted on the patient or is she making a shopping list for herself? Her wardrobe does need a little upgrade.) I’m guessing that the patient is a compulsive shopper and that she’s “scoring” fabulous deals.

Don’t think I didn’t spot her fabulous handbag when she got up off that couch!

What do you think the Red Chair Confessions are about? And for a little laugh – my sister used to call the concession stand at the baseball field the “confession stand” when she was little. Got any good “confession stand” stories?