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.
My husband was NOT out of town all last week....leaving me to
rip my hair out lovingly care for our children alone.
I did NOT consume more wine than I normally would in his absence and damn near burn my retinas out playing Wii every night. The reason I did NOT do this is because in his absence the best use of my time clearly would have been to do something productive like clean or organize something. So no way would you have found me every night from about 8-11 playing Wii. Not me.
Speaking of the Wii. I did NOT have to reprimand my son for telling someone to "get out of my way jackass" while playing Mario Kart. If this HAD happened I would have to blame Joe because he is the one who would be prone to using such language in the car......NOT ME.
I did NOT fashion my own snuggie at work on Monday by cutting 2 holes in a cheap fleece blanket. I then did NOT proceed to do the same thing for my friend next to me. I did NOT then wear said "snuggie" for most of the day at work.
I did NOT leave for the night within one hour of my husband coming home from his work trip on Sat. What kind of mother would I be if I could not even spend an entire week alone with my children and not want to leave the house?
The reason I did NOT leave the house on Sat.....had nothing to do with a 2 year old's birthday party complete with Tumblebus fun......because if I had gone to Cleveland for the night....and NOT taken my kids to said birthday party that would just be wrong.
I did NOT go see Twilight again with the mommy of the above 2 year old while NOT on my night of escape.
I did NOT buy New Kids on the Block tickets with BFF Liz and BFF Jess thus realizing a dream of mine 20 years later.....
And finally.....to top off my week......I did NOT try and park my car in the living room upon my return from Cleveland last night. I did NOT destroy my husband's bumper and 2 trashcans in the process. Of course my husband was not at ALL pissed off at me and did NOT pretty much flip his shit when he opened the door of the house. If this HAD happened I would have a good excuse and I certainly would NOT have freaked out and say that I think I hit the gas pedal instead of the brake. I'm a WAY better driver then that which is indicated in the fact that this was NOT my 2nd issue in my husband's car.......
This week HAS to be better......right??