Not me Monday

Not me, it is not me, it is never me, I am perfect in every way and always tell everyone who will listen.
It is not me who is 2 months past time getting her teeth cleaned.
It is not me who is one step away from becoming a respite care provider and just keep dragging my feet.
It is not me who is eating chips with melted cheese on it because I am too lazy to think of something healthy.
It is not my husband who picked up “deployment uniforms” today.
It is not me who enjoys having company because it forces me to straighten up.
It is not me who made coal this morning and plans on putting it in a bowl and leaving it on the counter until Christmas.
It is not me who is really tired and wants to skip school so I can take a nap today.

Pamela

Not me Monday

Not me Monday
It is not me who is not going to beg you, bribe you and harass you to enter my give away right here. I am not desperate to get lots of entries just to make myself feel good.
It is not me who combines Not me Monday with Miscellany Monday. Surely I am able to come up with two blog post on a Monday morning.
First, let me tell you if I posted some of the things I have not done I would be arrested. It has been a crazy week.
I want to know how people get angry and smack their children because last week I smacked a child on the bottom and I was not even mad and this is what happened. I promise this picture does not show how bad it really was. Even the side of my hand bruised. The child on the other hand had no idea why I was putting ice on my hand.
It was not us, meaning my husband and I. who went grocery shopping and ended up leaving a child strapped in a cart alone in an aisle because of lack of communication.
It was not my son who came to me on Tuesday afternoon and thought his sister should stop school to wash his shirt for that evening. It is her month to do laundry. He could not grasp the concept that he had to do his own laundry since he did not get it in the dirty laundry on time.
It was not me who changed a baby on a sidewalk a few weeks ago. We were at a public park having a ceremony and I could not walk away. So I turned away from the crowd and let the diapers fly.
When my daughter realized her sister’s shoes were too big she most certainly did not zip tie them to her feet?
Pamela

Not me Monday

This week it was not me who got to PWOC (protestant women of the chapel) and left because I was having issues and was irritable. Not me because I would never waste the time loading the kids up, driving 30 minutes unload them and then change my mind.
It was not my mom who called me and said she heard my uncle was arrested for being the wolverine robber in our home town. It was a mistake and it was not him. I would never have believed her because it would not be my family to be involved in something so ridiculous.
I also did not find an old boyfriends mug shot and a cousins mug shot picture when looking for my uncles on line. Surely everyone I know is walking the straight and narrow.
My son does not have a room that reeks (is that a word) how about a room that stinks so badly you can spell it a mile away. This may or may not have something to do with the fact that he left wet shorts from the beach in his dresser drawer for weeks.
It is not me who is typing this while looking at FOUR (maybe TEN) loads of laundry that needs folded and put away.
It is not my family that is so big with so many runny noses and coughs that my husband insists we buy double the normal amount of allergy medicine so we were not going back this week.
I am an amazing mother and teach my children to share with their whole heart. So it is not me who has a jumbo box of pumpkin poptarts hidden in a basket in my kitchen just for me.
Pamela

Not me Monday

1 I did not buy lollipops to feed to the kids on the way home from the store so they would stay awake and not fall asleep. Not me, because sugar is bad for kids and makes them hyper.
2. I did not smile inside when I saw my son talking to a girl. Not me because we have said that our children to not date.
3.it was not me the crazy organized packer who unpacks suitcases into the dresser in hotels who did not pack enough diapers. It was not me who insisted on stopping at the first drug store to buy a bag of diapers just to make sure we had one for the drive home. Not me because I did not know if we would need it (we did not by the way) and we have 3 cases at home.
4. it was not me who smashed my Iphone in the back of my van and now cannot check my e-mail like I should and totally missed two wonderful bloggy oppurtunities. Not me because I have not had good oppurtunities in a while.
5. it was not me who wanted to take my son on our date during our marriage retreat. Not me because I know that it has been months and will be months since we have another date.
6. It was not me who grabbed my husbands survey at the end of the retreat and answered two of the questions for him. Not me because I know he knows how to fill out a survey.
7. it was not me who forgot to pray for our marriage retreat and then wondered why we spent the first day arguing over stupid stuff.

Not me Monday

Not me Monday, oh how have I missed you. Because it has been so hard to keep up my perfect life. Okay so it was not me who: 1. lost her diva cup 2. It is not me who is scared of where my diva cup will show up 3. It is not me who fusses at her children for being wasteful and leaving things like the milk out and then leaves the milk out 4. It is not me who changed the sheets on her bed and cleaned her room so she could enjoy her bed alone on Friday night because I surely do not enjoy sleeping alone. 5. It is not me who is stressing because the kids all need hair cuts before my hero’s promotion ceremony on Friday. 6. It is not me who did not do her quiet bible time this morning because she was looking at everyone’s facebook status. 7. It is not me who was scared to do Financial Peace because I know he will tell me NOT to eat at anymore and I love eating out. 8. It is not me who is thrilled to have not me back so I can tell the world all my wonky behaviors.
Thanks MckMama,
Pamela

Not Me Monday

Not Me Monday is my day to let you see a different side of me. This week is simple. It was NOT me who told a big fat lie. A few weeks ago I kept a friends kids while she went to Hawaii to be with her husband who was on his way home from a deployment. Now I did not expect payment. She has great kids and I love entertaining.
Let me back track, if you know me you know that every month I am sad that I am not pregnant. So when my friend returned she had gifts for everyone. She told me I had to see mine in private and took me into my room. This is when she presented me with a Fertility statue. I laughed and stuck it in a drawer.
Fast forward a few weeks and my husband came home from his deployment. If you are going to get mad at me for talking bad fast forward through the next paragraph. So that night we finally make it to bed and start to do what married people do? In the middle I said STOP and jump out of bed trying not to laugh and run to the dresser and pull out the statue and put it on top (please know I have no belief in these things just thought it was funny). So fast forward through the rest and the next morning we wake up and my husband looks at the dresser and laughs. Makes a few joked about being mad if her trick worked.
Okay you all know that I ended up with a blood test telling me I was not pregnant. A week later I realized my cycle was 5 days late and again the dream of being pregnant came into my mind. So I snuck to the store (because it drives my hero batty that I waste so much money on test I know will be negative). Of course the test was negative. To make myself feel better I told a little white lie. I know you have been waiting for the lie. I took a pink marker and made that negative test positive and put it in front of my statue. Then I sent that picture to my friend. I did not hear from her for several hours and when she finally called she had not seen the picture. I made her pull over and look at the picture. She called back and was shocked that I was pregnant. Before I could tell her the truth her daughter got in the car and she told her. Now I kind of felt bad that I was lying to a child. I did not know what to do so I told her I would call her back.
I did talk to her within the hour and explain that I was only joking and I was indeed NOT pregnant. She forgave me but I am sure whenever I do get pregnant she will not believe me. I do believe she will never bring me another statue home.

Not Me Monday

Not me AGAIN, it is Monday AGAIN. Where is the time going. This week is a very weird week, let me explain.
It was not me who tried to convince my husband it was okay to leave early on his camping adventure with the kids, not me because I would never try to get a break from my kids.
It was not me who has cried almost everyday because I HATE being alone in the house for so long, not me because remember I tried to get them to leave early.
It was not me who went out Saturday morning and bought pizza and rented movies so I would not have to cook or clean all weekend. Not me because I should be saving my money for my trip.
It was not me who let my husband take the GPS with him, and even sounded confident about not needing it, not me because I totally can not get next door with out the GPS and am now totally freaking out about not having it.

Not Me Monday

Not me Monday is a great way to get things off my chance.
Not me this week:
I did not get upset when the Dr made me take a pregnancy test because I knew it would show up negative.
Although the Dr made me take this test and it came out NEGATIVE I still did not buy a pack of 2 test and take them when my cycle was late. Not me because I know how much that bugs my husband and I would never do it.
My DR did not totally look at me like I was a alien last week when I told her I had not used birth control in 15 years. She also could not focus on anything after I said NO birth control. Not my doctor because surely this is normal
I did not wait four months to go to the DR for my foot only to leave feeling like a stupid person for coming.
The x-ray tech did not have me stand on the exam table with a broken lock on it. She then did not say “ooh, I forgot the lock was broken”. She knew I was there because I thought I broke my foot so why would she have me stand on a table with nothing to hold onto.

Okay this is my not me Mondays just as quick as my little fingers will type because I should be doing school with my children. WAIT, I would never blog instead of doing school with my children

Not Me Monday

First let me say I totally was not expecting a not me Monday today. So here it is.
First it was not me who dropped her daughters school hard drive which will cost me another $118 to replace. Especially since we just spent $2300 on school stuff last week. I know how to handle a hard drive and would never drop one.
This is too much information coming from my conservative side but I am going to tell you. My friend just came back from Hawaii and she brought me a gift. It was not me who the first night my husband was home stopped smooching him after the kids to sleep so I could put the gift on display. Any ideas what it would be. Surely I would never stop smooching my husband to do this.
It was not me who lied to my children about there daddy coming home. I know they have looked forward to him coming home and it would have been cruel to have them go to a Welcome Home ceremony and watch all the children hug there daddy and theen tell my children it was time to leave. Not me.
It is not me who has made a excuse for my children to go to bed early every night since my hero has been home so I can have him to myself for a few minutes. Not me, because I know they want time alone with him.
It was not my husband who came home and in a matter of 24 hours explained to me that the printer was not working because I put the cord in wrong or who told me he fixed the van window by pushing the shut button, or that the only thing wrong with the riding lawn mower was that it was out of gas. He would never say these things because it is not me who would not catch on.
It was not me who hid a load of clean laundry in the dryer because I did not have time to put it away (okay okay, I wanted a nap) before my hero came home.
It was not my daughter who took a friend to church and then left her to take care of someone's baby. She is more cautious than this.
It also was not my daughter who has been cutting the hair on her leg scissors. She knows better and would never do such a thing at 10 years old.
It was not me who left my kids and husband alone on his first Saturday to go to a 6 hour American Heritage meeting. Not me because I knew he was going back to work on Monday and wanted to spend time with me.
It is not me who is counting the days until my hero takes my four blessings away for 5 days to go camping while I stay home. I would never want time alone.
It was not my daughter who saw a man jogging without a shirt and before she could stop herself said "that man is FIT". It was not my husband and I who almost laughed before talking to her because we both had noticed the same thing.
My baby girl did not come into my room the other day and say "Dad is ticked off, he is red all the way to his brain". Because for one my husband does not ever get that mad and second we do not say the word ticked in this house.

Okay I honestly have about a million more not me's but I will save them. Like it is not me who let the yard get so out of control that my hero needed to mow grass within days of coming home.

Not me Monday

Not me Monday is my friend. It is a way for you to see the real me. So here is my list from the week.
It is not me after finding a mouse in my garage now looks out the laundry window to see if I can see it again. Not me, that is crazy. I would never waste so much time worrying about a single mouse.
It was not me who let the guest in my house unclog my bathroom sink or fix my trampoline or put the cover on my husband’s boat. Not me I would never let guest work while at my house.
It was not me who dreamed that I shot a baby bear and our family cat with a BB gun (that looked like a riffle) in my house while my entire Sunday school class (from my church in KY) was in the back yard.
I do not watch Army wives every week even though I know it is going to make me cry for hours afterwards. Not me, I would never torture myself like this.
It is not me who took pictures of my daughter in the dryer only because she asked me to. Not me, I would never let my child do something that was unsafe just so I could take pictures. That is crazy.
This week I did not send my son in to get the GPS from the van because it was not in the van. He did not have to go back again to find it before I realized I left it in the van on the windshield. Not me because for one I would not leave it in the van and for two I would look up to see if it was in the van.
It was not me who realized that my daughter’s bedroom window was unlocked after the girls locked their bedroom door. Not our house. The windows are always locked and my girls know not to lock their door.
I did not feel guilty when we had company because the husband used my husband’s grill. Who in there right brain thinks like that, not me?
It is NOT my van who after owning it for less than two years is falling apart. My van only has 50,000 miles on it so it should work wonderful and not have issues like the glove box not shutting, the rear window not shutting, the passanger door not shutting properly.
This week someone did not hit my van and forget to leave a note. And it was not me who did not notice the big dent and have to have my son point it out to me. Not me because I would definitely notice this.
It was not me who saw a man doing wheelies on a riding lawn mower this week. This is crazy and would never happen.

Not me Monday

Not Me Monday is amazing and I wish I had kept a better list the last couple of weeks. Today I am going to just list a few of the funny things.
This week my son did not make this statement in a new church "these people are country". Because I have taught him better.
My husband did not set our GPS to avoid tolls and forget to tell me causing me to drive a extra 90 minutes out of my way. Not my husband because he knows I am not smart about these things and listen to the GPS even when I know it is wrong.
I did not find my Diva cup in the middle of my livingroom floor yesterday. Because for one I never have anything lying in my floor and second I do not still have these kittens that emptied my purse and played with the contents.
It was not me who had a kitten urinate on me through my livingroom and into the kitchen. Because one I do not still have these kittens and two kittens surely do not have to be potty trained like a 2 year old little boy. I did not wish we had a video camera running while this happened.
When visiting a new church recently my son did not learn who lady ga ga was. Never would they discuss this and then tell him about this person when he obviously did not know who it was. He also did not learn what a "titty bar" was recently. I protect my children better than this.
I am not tempted to cut up one of my husband uniforms to make a cute dress for my daughter. not me because these are super expensive and that would be a waste
When we were on vacation I did not run out one morning to pick up breakfast through a drive through and then realize I was almost out of gas and have to stop to get gas. Not me because I would never run out in pajamas.
I do not text while driving so it was not me who wrote Hello VIRGINS on facebook and twitter and not realize it for hours. My phone did not auto correct hello virgina to hello Virgins.
Because I am young and in shape it is not me who can not longer sneak up on her children because my bones crack and pop when I walk down the hallway.




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Not me Monday

It is not me who may be doing some repeats this week because I have not been good about keeping my notes cleaned out. Not me, I am always organized and on top of things.
It is not me who had to call poison control because her daughter ate half a bottle of gummy vitamins. Not me, because I always keep all meds put away.
It was not me who received liver instead of fried chicken from KFC on mother’s Day. Because KFC had to have known what kind of day I was having and that I NEEDED my fried chicken.
It was not me who called ADT this week after hearing a crazy beeping all day from my alarm to be told it was not my alarm. I would never mistake the sound of my dishwasher for the sound of the alarm.
It was not me who almost woke up her children to go out looking for the dog after looking in the backyard and checking in the house. I would never have to do this because this dog has slept under Hope’s bed for 3 months and I know there to look first.
It was not me who threw away bananas this week instead of using them in banana bread (SHOOT) I just remembered I could have froze them. I try hard not to waste food.
My children do not roam the streets or even play outside in our front yard so it was not me who let me kids play outside in the rain. And even if I had let them play outside in the middle of a storm I surely would not let them do so in their pajamas. And if they had done this neighbors would not have drove by and stared and even stopped and stared. I did not refuse to play in the rain with my children because I wanted to take pictures, not me.
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Not me Monday

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Not me, has it already been a week, another whole week. It has been a wonderful week.
This week Hope did not drop a HUGE MEGA bottle of soda on my foot at the store and then say “it is okay because it was my soda not my mom’s to the clerk”. This would not happen because for one she would have known how bad it hurt but the fact that I could not breathe. And second it was not me who was buying soda for my children. We have a strict Friday night only drink.
It was not me who became teary eyed when I watched Brookes and Dunn sing there last song tonight. Especially since I do not even listen to country music anymore (well maybe sometimes when no one is around).
This week it was not me who bribed her children to stay outside longer by offering ice cream so I could finish up school with the other children. I would never do that.
It was not my son who wore pants with a hole in the bottom today, it was also not my daughter who wore her sisters shoes to church and then realized they were broken. It was not me who did not notice this was going on.
It was not me who spent the entire weekend sewing instead of cleaning my house.
This morning when my son was bugging me it was not me who told him to go mow the grass not realizing it was only 6:20 AM. It was not me who went out 20 minutes later to find him mowing the grass in the rain. It is also not me who is in fear of her neighbors being upset that we were mowing grass at 6AM.
It was not my daughter who used one of her daddy’s tools to cut her hair and then hid it in the garage trash can.
OOH MAN, it is not me who just realized I do not think my kids had dinner tonight, did they have PB&J or was that yesterday. I would always know these things
So tell me what you did this week that you would not like to admit.

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Not me Monday

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Not me Monday again, It cannot possibly be Monday again. That would mean my husband has been gone over three weeks and I just cannot believe that I am going through another deployment.
Okay, let’s get started. First it was not my daughter who got stuck behind our couch while playing hide and seek and since my daughter would never get herself stuck and just stay there instead of telling someone she was stuck it was not me who made sure I took pictures of her before helping her out.
It is not me who has not taken her husband’s shorts out of the bathroom because it makes me feel like he is still here when I wake up in the morning. I have my act together better than that. My husband would also never leave dirty shorts hanging in the bathroom when he knew he would not be home for months to wear them.
It is not my children who leaves food on the back deck and has caused us to have a little mouse friend. Because for one I have taught them better and for second I always go out and check that they have not left anything out there.
This week when we were running late I did not stop at wal mart and let my children have donuts and diet Pepsi for breakfast. Not me, I teach my children to eat healthy and would never allow such a meal.
Because I am a safety freak and because I slip on any drop of water on in the floor it was not me who left a broken jar of yeast in the kitchen floor because I did not want to know what was broken. Not me, I would never ever leave broken glass in the floor. It was not me who 2 days later found a piece of that glass in my foot.
It was not me who went to the movies on post because it was only $2 a ticket and then spent $25 on popcorn. It was not the movie theatre that served us gross, stale, burned popcorn. They have to know that my favorite treat is movie theatre popcorn.
Because I always put my husband first it was not me who took time today to write and stamp and address 19 cards to my husband so I will be better about getting something out to him daily. I know where my priorities should be and make time daily to send him something.

Not me Monday

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.
Not me is a little harder now that I am trying to write my hero daily and tell him all the silliness that goes on.
Let me start with Mother’s Day, I did not lose my mom’s mother’s day card and then refuse to buy another one. This is not a big deal because I did not technically mail her a birthday gift and half of her CHRISTmas gift is still here. I am a much better daughter than this and she deserves better.
I have my act together so well that I did not cry when I realized that KFC gave me liver instead of a chicken breast. No one in there right brain would cry over something so silly.
I did not choose to ignore the fact that I had not seen dirty panties this week and assume that when Grace said she was putting them in the dirty laundry she was. I was not surprised to reach into my basket of clean laundry this morning and find four pair of poopy panties. This would never happen because for one I would not have a four year old pooping in her panties and two because I do not have a basket of clean laundry setting in my room for a week. If you want to be honest it is not me who has 3 more loads setting on my couch waiting for someone to put them away.
I am trying hard to be on my cell phone less as I drive. This week I pulled over to talk to my husband. It was not me who realized Grace had gotten unbuckled and was naked in the back of the van. This did not happen because I always pay attention to my children and we do not keep extra clothes in the van for her to change into.
One morning this week I did not send a kid to the van and realize that my van was left unlocked with the keys in it all night. I am on top of things and would never let this happen.
It is not me that makes sure the house is straighten up before bed because I know that the Army does not make notifications in the night but they arrive at your house at 7am and in case that van ever pulls in my driveway at 7am I want to make sure they have some place to set. This is surely not me because I do not have these kind of fears.
I hope everyone had a great week and has lots of not me’s to publish so I do not feel so bad.

Not me Monday

I am so grateful that MckMama does Not Me Monday for allowing me a time to get everything off my chest. Except this time I wish she had a not my spouse button.
My husband drives my van maybe once a week. Did you hear that MY van as in the one he bought for ME to drive. So it is not my husband who gets in my van and complains about where the seats and mirrors are. And since I am a respectful wife it is not me who fusses at him every time he does this making the start of every trip interesting.
It is not my precious 4 year who hides her dirty BM panties in my dirty laundry. Because at 4 years old she would never put BM in her panties and if she did she would not hide them from me. I am also a wonderful sympathetic mother so I do not inwardly smile that it is not me who does the laundry in our house.
It is also not my precious four year old who woke up and saw new outfits on the couch and instead of saying thank you she looked at her sister and said "I got new clothes and you got nothing".
Because I am conservative and want my blog to be able to be looked at by my friends children I would never consider blogging about my new Diva Cup. I am sorry I think people just need to know more about it.
It was not me who stayed up way too late several nights this week although I know it will make me tired.
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Not me Monday

My husband did not find a list of not me Monday items in my Bible when he picked it up this morning because I would never work on that during church. My brain is sharp enough that I would not have to write notes to myself. This week I did not take pictures of Grace in church because that is just wrong. I am sorry but there is something cute about her praises God while singing. It was not me who then caught her talking on her play cell phone during church.


Grace did not tell her daddy, "that's enough" when he got more than she thought was okay at the restaurant today. I did not send over 50 text messages the other night trying to win a prize on MckMama's twitter contest. That would be over kill and just plain silly. I did not send so many tweets that a friend twittered this "I think @trooppetrie just killed my phone!It went in tweet overload! I know this is not me Monday but I have to admit I do not totally regret this one because I WON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! that's right you heard me right, I WON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Last Sunday morning I went to the commissary before church since the kids stayed home with Rob. The commissary (you know military grocery store) was not playing every slow sad song ever made about being alone. COME ON THE STORE WAS FULL OF WOMEN WHO HAVE NOT SEEN THERE HUSBANDS IN MONTHS. Surely, they know they are going to cause women like me to have a nervous breakdown in the meat department.
Because I have four children and live for naps it was not me who forgot to put Grace down for a nap twice last week and found her sleeping in a chair.
It was not me who had to take time to clean out the van before picking up a friend, because surely I keep my van cleaned out all the time.
Because I love making bread it was not me who read the thermometer wrong and kept heating the water and getting annoyed that it was not getting hot enough. I most definitely know the difference between Celsius and Fahrenheit.
It was not the alarm company men who asked my husband if we were the kind of people who hold tight to our guns and religion after seeing the amount of weapons we keep in our bedroom. It was not my husband who said yes and that is only what we have out in the open and then told him how he taught his wife to use everyone.
It is not my four year old who keeps having BM in her panties and then hiding them in the dirty laundry. Because for one she knows better and for two she knows I am going to stick my hand in there and find, well you know.
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Not me Monday

My girls are really good about trying new foods. So it was not me who bribed them with the ice cream that was left in the bucket if they ate cooked asparagus. I know I should not complain but they prefer to not have there veggies cooked. They were all over that. Faith got hers down decently, Hope (poor Hope) tried and tried and tried and drank and drank and drank several glasses of water. She ended up with a few bites and Grace ended up with a few bites too.

Not me Monday

I am updating my not me monday this morning. It was not my home town that was listed the least healthy city in America. It was not the lunch ladies in my home town who were having a major attitude with Jamie Oliver.
It was not me who did not go back and read my not me Monday from last week. Which meant there was some- - - - -. When I was trying to think someone for a prize I had won.
It was not me who made at least 14 camera strap covers and measures at least of 4 of them wrong and they cannot be used wrong. Surely, I would measure twice, cut once instead of wasting so much.
It is not me who is setting here typing this why my husband puts together his bullet proof vest for the deployment, because surely the army does not need him again and if they did they would put this important piece of equipment together for him.
It was not me who called Asics this week because my NEW shoes had insoles that came out and was kindly put in my place by the customer service guy who kept telling me that they are high end tennis shoes and they expect people to buy fitted insoles.
It was not my daughter who told me that she could not do her school work in her bedroom because there is a mirror and she cannot stop looking at herself, surely I have taught her better than this.

Not me Monday

Not Me Monday was started over at my charming kids.. I have so enjoyed it. It gives me a chance to laugh at myself, it gives me a chance to realize life is funny.
not me who used body wash as lotion and wondered why hours later my skin still felt like i had just put it on. Thank you Jes again for the wonderful box of your favorite things and for not writting me back to say women you are nuts I sent your body wash not lotion.
It is not me who at the ripe old age of ?????? still does not know how to make coffee and had to ask my guest teenage daughter to make it. It was not me who tried to make it the next day and forgot to add the water.
It is not me who lost it on blog frog about my husbands deployment. I am normally working with the FRG during deployments and helping other wives who are loosing it. It was not me who went to Wal-mart and spent more time than needed just walking around to avoid looking my husband in the eyes when he got home from finding out he was deployed.
it is not me who caved and went ahead and took in a stray cat. Because, I do not need one more thing to take care of even though she is cute. It is also not me who is thinking we may call her ACU because she matching my husbnad's uniform. It was not my husband who said we should call her army strong because my last cat died because she was NOT army strong.
It was not my 13 year old who walked into a public restroom to ask me a question and when I said what are you doing he did not say but I have a question. Because, I know I have taught him better social skills then this.
It was not me who won a gift certificate through----------- on------- blog and then placed my order and forgot to use my gift certificate.
It was not me who bought a ugly lamp shade for our new lamp because it just had to have one before guest arrived. It is also not me who will probably now keep this lampshade because I will never think to replace it now that I have one.
It is not the army who is deploying my husband when we have only been here a month. It was not his rear detachment who said he could use the experience. HELLO, read the file been there done that 6 times before.
It is not me who is already thinking about how we will spend the money he is going to make.
It is not me who went on his facebook page and announced he was deploying before telling his mom. Of course I am more cautious of this and know people from her church read this.
It is most certainly not me that made a facebook page for DH just so I could sign him up as friends in farm town and cafe world, because I would never get up and play these games early in the morning and then let it come between me and my quiet time.
It is not me who tried Wine coolers this week and then poured them out and made sure they got in the trash to be picked up before guest got here so that they would not think I drink. Especially since honestly I have never drank a tablespoon of alchol in my life.
It was not me who lost it, I mean like the ugly cry in Petsmart when I saw a cat that I swear looked like our cat that just died, it was also not me who wondered if she came back to life. I know better.
It was not me who made my 13 year old get on a small caraousel just to take his picture, I would never do this because he is way to big and it was not me who took pictures of him as he was stuck and could not get off.