Not Me Mondays!

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.

Here are the things that I didn't do this past Saturday.

I didn't wake up at 7 am on Saturday morning when I have to be at work at 8 am and that work is certainly not 30 miles away. I certainly wasn't so late that I just threw my hair in a ponytail and threw on the clothes that I wore the previously night.

I definitely didn't stop at McDonald's on Saturday morning when I wasn't late to grab a delicious sausage biscuit.

I was not gullible and I didn't fall for L's joke that C wasn't at work yet when she was supposed to be there at 7 am and it was 8am. I certainly didn't pull over and have a freak out and call another friend to call C's mom and try to figure out where she was. I defintely shouldn't have known better to believe a thing that L says.

I didn't whine and groan all morning cause I was having to work on a Saturday.

I didn't get snippy with an older teacher when she got snippy with me. And I certainly didn't tell her to "get over it" when she wanted to argue with me. That was not me, my parents certainly raised me better.

I didn't go home and collapse on the couch for the rest of the afternoon. And I didn't jump for joy when Goob took a long nap while J went to a job interview.

I didn't force my husband to drive us 50 miles to get to a nearest Babies R Us cause they were having a sell on diapers. (Buy 2 value boxes, get a free $15 gift card. I promise you it was a great deal!)

I didn't have a melt down at BRU when I couldn't find my needed size. (A size 3, in case anyone wants to send me diapers.) And I did't make my hubby go and ask the associate to check in the back.

I didn't convince my husband to take me out to dinner when I just spent almost $100 at BRU. And I certainly didn't have dessert. Yum! Or not yum!

(Wow. Saturday really wasn't my day!)

Not Me Monday

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I did not call in sick to work on Thursday because I didn't trust J to take Goob to the doctor's office and report back to me EVERYTHING that was said. I am not a weirdo who likes my husband to repeat verbatim entire conversations that I've missed. I did not consider going to work and making him video tape his conversation.

I did not go to Goob's day care on Thursday and throw a minor hissy fit. I did not demand/request that I not have to pay for day care next week since they failed to notify all parents when a child was diagnosed with RSV and then give it to my son. I then did not feel bad after I left for being so crazy. My husband and I did not do a small happy dance for saving $105.

I did not dread going to work on Friday because we had a stupid school carnival. I did not complain the whole time. Me complain? Never. I did not eat a bag of too salty popcorn. I did not bolt out the door as soon as we had cleaned up. I did not forget to say goodbye to anyone.

I did not slip and slide on a muddy patch on the way to my car. And I most certainly did not cuss as I was falling. And I did not drive home covered in mud. And my husband did not take one look at me and laugh when I got home.

Not Me Monday!

I did not make my husband wake up and drive me to work on Friday morning just so he'd have to pick me up and bring my son. I did not want to show off my beautiful baby.

I did not purposely drive badly on the way to the inlaws so J would insist that I not be allowed to drive.

I did not hand off my baby every chance I got this weekend so I could have a break.

I did not use the baby as an excuse to go to bed super early.

I did not call in sick for work on Friday so we could take an extra long vacation.

I did not insist that we go to the zoo and then complain that it was too hot. It was.

I did not watch The Happening right before bed and freak out and have nightmares.

I did not tell J the wrong directions to the portrait studio and we weren't 20 minutes late.

Not Me Monday

I did not only buy one bag of candy so I wouldn't have to answer the door all night.

I did not get lost on a walk with Goob on Saturday morning. And I did not call my husband to try to figure out how to get home.

I did not go and spend $30 on a gift for a party on Saturday night and then not go to party.

I did not drag my husband shopping and out to dinner on Saturday night. I did not have a wonderful drink at Joe's Crab Shack and leave my hubby to take care of the boy.

I did not wake up early on Sunday morning to go shopping at Target. It was pure bliss, no one was there.

I did not make my husband go on a walk last night and I did not make up take the long way.

I did not get McDonald's for breakfast this morning.

I did not make my husband pick up Goob from day care early since he was getting off work early.

I did not come home from work and make my husband help me clean.

Not Me Monday!

I'm finally jumping on the "Not Me Mondays" bandwagon.

I did not order a strawberry margarita on Friday night and just throw it away.

I did not drag my boys 20 miles to visit a pumpking patch just to take pictures.

I did not embarass my husband by harassing another family to take our picture at said pumpkin patch.

I did not beg my husband to get up with Goob two nights in a row because I was "sick."

I did not have a hissy fit when my husband came home 30 minutes late for work.

I did not tell my coworker that she couldn't borrow my Twilight book because I had promised it to someone else when really I just wanted to read it again.

And I most certainly did not do a little dance this evening when I realized that it's my husband's turn to wake up with the boy.