"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.


When reading this post on another blog this week, I did not become aware of a lacking in the area of lavishing love on my family and I did not write the word "Lavish" on my hand as did the ladies in that group because I was so enthusiastic about having a reminder on my hand. This is not the first thing I saw in the mirror the next morning: I did not for a split second wonder how one of my kids had written on my face while I was sleeping without me feeling it! Once I realized what had happened, I was not ever so slightly significantly less enthused about wearing the word "Lavish" backwards on my face! I did not try in vain to scrub it off my face and end up spending extra time making sure the remnant that I couldn't scrub off was covered by my make-up! No sir, that was not me!

I did not enlist the aid of my husband to help take those pictures. And (sorry honey!) after seeing both my hand and my face, he was not still completely clueless about what had happened to my face. And he did not have such great confidence in my lack maturity that he asked me if I had tried to write "Lavish" on my face also. He SO did not say that to me!

When heading into Del Taco for our weekly lunch there, my 3 year old asked if, instead of a churro, we could go see our friend "Doughnut Guy" at Krispy Kreme for a doughnut. I agreed, but it was NOT because I consider walking across the parking lot and street with 2 small children in tow to be enough exercise to burn off the calories eating a doughnut would incur. I know better, that was definitely not me!

And finally, this past week I was not so late doing laundry that it was the next week. I did not, while doing said laundry, come across a dirty table cloth that has been sitting, wadded up, in my laundry room waiting to be washed and bleached since THANKSGIVING! Oh no! That surely was not me! I am the queen of laundry and I did not once upon a time have a househelper in Manila, named Luz, that did all of my family's laundry on a daily basis. I did not LOVE having my laundry returned to my closet, clean, pressed and folded (or hung) less than 48 hours after tossing it in the basket. She is not the amenity person that I miss most since having returned to the States. If you ask me, if won't even know what you're talking about, not me!!!

I can't wait to read what you haven't done this week. I feel much better after this therapy session!