Not Me! Monday

Welcome to Not Me! Monday where we can be brutally honest with each other and live to tell about it.

You can read more Not Me's! over at MckMama's.

Last weekend I did not have to take my final exams.

I was not stressed at all.

Not one little bit.

I laugh in the face of tests.

Everything that could go wrong, certainly didn't.

I never had any computer glitches.

Not me.

I did not have to take my Geography test three times.

Nope, definitely not three times.

And I was never found rocking back and forth in the fetal position crying over said test.

That would have been silly and immature.

Thank goodness that did not happen.

I do not have all three of my children playing ball on three different fields.

I am not trying to juggle three different baseball/softball schedules as well as a dance recital this week.

I am not a good juggler. (really....not. good.)

I do not need lessons.

Or quite possibly extra arms.

I am not secretly wishing for May to be over.

What about you?

What haven't you done this week?

Join the fun at MckMama's place.

Happy Not Me-ing!!

Sleepless in NC

Dear Sleep,

Oh how I have missed you. I think of you every second of every day often. I long for our time together. Yet, when it comes it is far too short. Four to five hours a night just isn't working for me. I want more of you. I need more of you. Is 12 10 8 hours a night really too much to ask? I think not. Could we get together for a passionate evening of snoring and REM? Say... tonight at 7:30?

Love,
Me

* I will bring some Tylenol PM to get me in the mood.

**Apparently some of you think I am having trouble sleeping. Let me assure you I have no problem in that department. It is the getting to bed at a not-so-decent hour every night that is the problem. It is quite possibly the reason for the dark, puffy circles that now live under my eyes too.

The Power of a Flower

Just when I thought I was at my breaking point.

Just when I thought I could not handle one. more. thing.

My neighbor shows up with an armful of these.

Peonies.

One of my favorite flowers.

And all is right in the world.

Not Me! Monday

It's baaackkkk!

Not Me! Monday is officially back in session.

Baby Stellan is finally home and MckMama is hosting her famous Not Me! Monday again.

Shhhh.

Don't tell her I was posting every Monday any way.

I find confessing all the things I did not do is therapeutic.

And refreshing.

I couldn't part with my weekly therapy.

Or my freshness.

Let's get started...shall we?

Chase was not humiliated that his mother wrote a post about his cracked elbow.

"But you promised it wouldn't go on the blog." he said.

" I have no idea what you are talking about", I responded, "Everything goes on the blog."

He did not enjoy reading all your sweet comments.

Nope, not Chase.

He would never admit to it any way.

I did not sweep, mop, and scrub my kitchen, laundry room and half bath on Saturday.

Cole did not decide to lose his lunch 10 minutes after I was through.

And of course none of it got on any freshly cleaned and disinfected surfaces.

Not. one.

I did not have to sweep, mop, and scrub my kitchen, laundry room, and half bath again.

Who has that kind of time or energy?

Nope, not me!

I am not a little overwhelmed this week.

My schedule does not include 2 softball games, 3 baseball practices and a t-ball game.

How would I pull that off?

My schedule does not also include Scouts.

And certainly not two nights of dance.

I do not have my final exams this weekend.

Who would assign exams on Mother's Day weekend?

I do not have a women's conference to attend and salad to make.

Oh, and I do not have my Mother's Day preschool performance this Friday.

I am not the music teacher.

Which of course means I would not be in charge of the program.

And I definitely would never volunteer to be on the food committee on the same day.

That would be suicide.

And the icing on the cake?

Or the straw that might break this camel's back?

I have not been asked to speak at church on Mother's Day.

I would be smart enough to decline.

Thankyouverymuch!

If I am not around much this week...know that I will most definitely not be doing any of the aforementioned things.

It is possible however that I will be found in a padded cell wearing a white jacket.

What about you my internets?

What haven't you done this week?

Join MckMama and the confessional fun!

You will thank me later.

Say No To Crack

Chase took a nasty fall on a basketball court last Friday.



It looked as if it was mostly external.



Scrapes and bruises.



Nothing a little Tylenol wouldn't fix.



Fast forward five days.



He still couldn't throw a baseball or do a push up.



The chiropractor said something about it feeling "spongey".



I don't like that word.



Especially when discussing my sons elbow.



We were worked into the Bone and Joint Office.



Which meant 3.5 hours of waiting.



And worrying.



And starving.



And whining.



But enough about me...Chase was fine.



When the doctor finally surfaced, he said Chase had a cracked elbow.



Or was it a fragmented elbow?



Anyhoo...He was fitted for a soft sling.



And then he said the toughest five words ever.



"No. sports. for. 3. weeks."



Chase almost fell off the table.



I told him it could be worse.



He could be in a hard cast for 8 weeks.



He understood.



Or so I thought.



We came home and I heard the familiar sound of a ball bouncing on the concrete.



I opened the door.



There stood Chase dribbling the ball with his left hand while his right was tied up in a sling.



He didn't think that counted as No. Sports.



I am no psychic, but I am guessing these next three weeks are going to be fun!


Hosted by Cecily and MamaGeek

Not Me! Monday

It is Monday again which can only mean one thing.

Not Me! Monday hosted by MckMama.

The post where I 'fess up to what I haven't done this week.

Or last.

Let's get started....shall we?

I have not avoided posting on my blog for over a week.

I would never do that.

I have addictions to my computer that would not allow it.

I have not had all three children home for the past ten days.

T. E. N.

I do not have greater appreciation for those moms that home school.

I never attempted to teach a lesson and yet I was close to insanity by the end of the week.

I did not go to sleep with visions of school starting back this morning.

And I definitely was not smiling when it did.

Nope, not me.

My baby did not turn 5 last week.

That would not be possible.

He does not already look older and sound more mature.

I did not forget to photograph the event.

I do not ever leave my camera.

It is not usually an appendage of my body.

And I certainly have never been asked if I am with the newspaper.

So...forgetting the camera is out of the question.

I did not take my daughter shopping before Easter.

I did not discover that we wear the same size shoe.

I did not start doing back hand springs through the store when I thought of ALL the shoes we could "share".

I did not have one moment of guilt for the five pair that were purchased.

I have not lived for this moment.

I am not praying her feet stay the same size forever.

What about you?

What haven't you done this week?

You can sign up for your own confessional at MckMama's place.

* Please don't forget to pray for little Stellan. He will be having surgery tomorrow.

The Last Birthday I Plan to Celebrate

Today is my birthday.

It is the last birthday I will ever have in my thirties.

Which means it is the last time I plan to celebrate.

I intend to be 39 forever.

Next year when April 7th rolls around...I will still be 39.

Five years after that?

You guessed it...39.

So glad we cleared that up.

Last year in honor of my birthday I shared with you 38 Random Things about me.

Then I posted my 100th post and you had to endure 100 more things.

I had hoped to do something different, but I am not feeling the creativity these days.

I. am. sorry.

As if you needed to know any more...here are 39 random things about me:


1.I am a huge procrastinator.

2.Especially when it comes to packing or studying or exercising.

3.Oh, and taxes....especially taxes. Ugh!

4.I love to shop.

5. It matters not for what. Clothes, books, furniture, food, fixtures, toys, plants, shoes. I just love shopping.

6. There is one exception: swimwear

7. I. don't. enjoy. it.

8. I am considering going without swimwear this year.

9. No silly...not NEKKID! I just may have to plan my summer activities around something besides water.

10. I am not sure avoiding lakes, rivers, oceans, pools, and splash parks will go over well with my children.

11. They love the water.

12. They are part fish.

13. They do not have bathing suit issues.

14. My organizational skills are becoming non-existent.

15.In case you are wondering...yes, my spices are still alphabetized.

16.Other spaces in my home are not so together.

17. My dining room table may collapse if I put one more thing on it.

18. I have been suffering from the flu, a sinus infection, and a nasty cough for weeks.

19. All my mail, bills, the kids homework, my school work, and various sundry things have made their way to the table.

20. I close the door and pretend it is NOT there.

21. When I do go in the dining room I can feel my heart beating faster.

22. To avoid a massive heart attack- I just walk out. Refer to #1.

23. I am a college student again.

24. It is kicking my be-hind!

25. It is hard to believe two classes could add such stress.

26. Ask my family what a joy I am to live with during an exam. Never mind...don't.

27. I love to read.

28. I don't carve out enough time for reading.

29. Except for blogs....I somehow find the time for that.

30. My comments have become few and far between, but trust me, I am still reading.

31. I need to start a new book. Any suggestions for a great summer read?

32. I am getting older and there is still so much I want to do.

33. I have been to the top of the Eiffel Tower.

34. I have not been on a gondola ride in Italy.

35. I have snorkeled off the reefs in Mexico.

36. I have not bungee jumped or sky dived and I have no desire to do either.

38. I have parasailed.

39. I am done. It is over. Now where is the cake?

* Sorry...my aged mind forgot to click publish last night. This should have posted yesterday.