Welcome to another Monday and my list of Not Me’s. “Not Me” Monday is the brainchild of Mckmama.
I don’t have a lot this week (and that’s the truth!) because I’ve been pretty sick and just a hot mess lately. But here’s a few…
I did NOT call the plumber finally about that toilet. I did NOT freak a little when the guy had to remove the ENTIRE toilet from the floor to find the problem. I did NOT laugh very loudly when he said to me “It’s some kind of action figure” and then I did NOT cackle when he announced from the bathroom “Well M’am, it’s a Diego.” I do NOT wish I had a picture of the look on my face when he asked me if I wanted to keep said Diego. Uh… no thanks.
I did at NO time this week wish that I was already more like 12 or 13 weeks pregnant so that I didn’t have this horrible nausea. And I mean horrible.
I did NOT spend the entire weekend without leaving my house because I’ve also had the cold from “you know where” that will NOT go away (that last part is true…) I DID not wish that I could go shopping for new clothes and shoes for the blogger dinner that I am co-hosting next weekend instead.
I did NOT respond to almost EVERY comment left on my post about the fact that I was pregnant. Thanks to everyone for your sweet comments!
I did NOT go to Whataburger on Thursday while the kids were at school and get a chicken finger basket. I did NOT eat every. last. french fry in the box because that would NOT be good for me and the child growing inside.
I was NOT thrilled to meet up with my friend Ellen from college (we reconnected through Facebook) and her boys for a playdate on Friday. Yay for Facebook!
I did NOT freak out a little when my husband called me yesterday, after taking Little G for a haircut, and said, “Well, the good news is, the haircut was free…” Uh oh. (p.s. it actually wasn’t that bad…)
I am NOT currently looking at the sad, dying flowers that are still in a vase on my table from Valentine’s Day. Of course I’ve thrown them out by now! Geez!
K, that’s all. Guess I had more to say than orginally thought. Peace.
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