This is small attempt at a Not Me Monday a la MckMama. It seems fun, and appropriate. Here goes…
I did not cry tears of sadness when I found out that my husband scheduled me for some pampering at Burke Williams on Friday. It was absolutely not because I miss my bestie soooo much that it hurt to think of going there alone. I did not go anyway, and enjoy myself (all alone), especially in the happy bath. Not me.

I certainly did not start my day with a massage and end it at the emergency room with my second born, who proceeded to be the second child in two and a half months to split their chin open. Never would I have offered to take said child to the emergency room, and I definitely would never be able to stand there while she got four stitches. Not me. I also, did not say and encourage her to say the word “stupid” at the attempt of making her laugh and feel better. Never.

I was not disappointed and upset that we drove to four different restaraunts, (my pick) for dinner and ended up at a quiet little burger joint for my mother’s day dinner. And I certainly didn’t end up thinking that it was a nice quiet dinner as a family even if I didn’t have a waiter. And when my girl friends and I went Sunday afternoon for a one hour foot massage (anyone see Amazing Race?) the masseuse did not ask me if I have a baby as she pointed to my gut. That point was certainly not directed at me. And I did not just have a bowl of ice cream. Nope.

Lastly, I am not addicted to the Bejeweled Blitz game on Facebook. NOT ME!
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