During my blog "viewing" I found this and could really related. So….
Not Me Monday
I did NOT accidently let my daughter eat a piece of dog food before I could get her away from the bowl. (Nursing and chasing a 13 month old is rough.)
I did NOT see an older man I know walking down the stairs and think, “Wow, he’s not getting around too well,” only to realize 30 seconds later that I was going down the stairs the same way.
I did NOT walk into the kitchen, after putting K to bed the other night, to see the giant mess I really needed to clean up, start crying, and walk out.
I did NOT file a fake “Appearance” for a student to appeal a “judgement” in a frivolous lawsuit in Classroom Court. J
I did NOT run to Target in old, navy blue sweat pants and a black sweat shirt because we were out of milk and I was too tired to change out of my pajamas. And while at Target I did NOT wipe Kennedy’s nose with my sleeve because I didn’t have a Kleenex and I would NOT rather have it on my sleeve than have her eat her snot. AND while at Target, in mis-matched, snotty sleaved jammas I definitely did NOT see a guy I used to work with and his son! (It was Seth, Beth!)
Not Me Monday
I did NOT accidently let my daughter eat a piece of dog food before I could get her away from the bowl. (Nursing and chasing a 13 month old is rough.)
I did NOT see an older man I know walking down the stairs and think, “Wow, he’s not getting around too well,” only to realize 30 seconds later that I was going down the stairs the same way.
I did NOT walk into the kitchen, after putting K to bed the other night, to see the giant mess I really needed to clean up, start crying, and walk out.
I did NOT file a fake “Appearance” for a student to appeal a “judgement” in a frivolous lawsuit in Classroom Court. J
I did NOT run to Target in old, navy blue sweat pants and a black sweat shirt because we were out of milk and I was too tired to change out of my pajamas. And while at Target I did NOT wipe Kennedy’s nose with my sleeve because I didn’t have a Kleenex and I would NOT rather have it on my sleeve than have her eat her snot. AND while at Target, in mis-matched, snotty sleaved jammas I definitely did NOT see a guy I used to work with and his son! (It was Seth, Beth!)