Here we go again. A healthy dose of honesty to start our week. The idea for the Not Me! Monday confessional was started by MckMama, whose blog can be found here.
PS: Where DID June go?! I’ve dusted under the couch, cleaned out the fridge, even begun organizing the linen closet [see also: nesting], and I still can’t locate the darn thing. Looks like we’re barreling on through this summer, like it or not.
I did not have my husband fill an entire Nalgene bottle with one part milk, one part chai concentrate over ice for me 3 mornings last week. I did not then proceed to consume the entire contents of that bottle before the 9:00 hour 3 out of 3 mornings. This did not result in a caffeine-induced jittery feeling.
A really yummy caffeine-induced jittery feeling.
I did not have to hide my rage when a stranger at a professional development session I attended made unwarranted comments to me about my career track in reference to my pending parenthood. Hi, no one asked you for your opinion, sir. Thanks.
I did not forget to wear deodorant on an 84¬∞ day. Enough said.
The latest I’ve stayed up in a good 8 months is not 12:30am and it was not because I was watching He’s Just Not That Into You with DanO on a rainy Saturday night. I wouldn’t know but for my money, I’d guess that that’s a pretty awesome movie.*
I did not expose the people of my neighborhood to my frighteningly large and pale cankles on Sunday by laying out in the sun at our lake, hoping to change their latter characteristic.
I am not currently devouring and totally enjoying a science-fiction novel with my husband. We don’t read it out loud to each other and it’s not a super-duper nerdy book like Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. We of course can be found reading non-fiction books about real-estate investments, Christian living, infant care, and how to be the most amazing parents ever. Science-fiction. Bah, what a time waster.
If you have a confession or can empathize with one of mine (not that I’ve actually done any of the aforementioned deeds), I’d love to hear it! Please leave a comment!
Also, MckMama visitors – de-lurk yourselves! I really would love to come visit you… it’s not like I have anything else to do while I wait for labor to start – and who knows, maybe I’ll laugh so hard we can get things going. Any assistance you can offer is appreciated.
*: I cannot actually recommend this movie, what, with all of the non-married cohabitation and one fairly unfortunate treatment of a marriage covenant it portrays. But, if I could, I would say that it was entertaining, you know, for people who can turn off their moral compasses and allow themselves to consume non-wholesome media, which I certainly can cannot.
Ahem. Pass the Veggie Tales, please.