Not Me Monday

My friend, MckMama is hosting Not Me! Monday today, and I'm joining in the fun. You can do it too; it's a great time to confess all the quirky things we do.

You may remember that we've been praying for MckMama's son, Stellan, who is growing inside her.

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I did not ask Johnny to pick out my clothes for church on Sunday morning because I had a dream during the night that I could not figure out what to wear for church and everyone was getting mad at me. And the dream certainly didn't also include that none of my closet clothes were modest or practical or fit well. And my husband's extended family also did not show up at my house in my dream and were irritated that I was making everyone late to church. Nope didn't happen...no dream Saturday night...no husband picking out my clothes Sunday morning because I was fearful of being indecisive. Not me.

I did not e-mail ALL 11 of my co-workers to discuss an issue and then find out that the premise of my question was COMPLETELY WRONG because I didn't double-check my math and only used my keen memory. That would be so embarrassing.

I did not let Henri and Cosette sleep until 5:50 p.m. during their naps just so that I could get a little more sleep during my own late afternoon nap. That would mess up their bedtime schedule.

I did not take these pictures of Henri & Cosette at the park at sunset before I took them to Target.


Like I said, that orange glow on Cosette is not from the sunset.



On that same evening, I did not take the kids out to Target with me from 8:00 p.m. to 9:00 p.m. because that would be way past their bedtime. And I did not spend an hour there because I was indecisive on a birthday gift. I wouldn't do that. I am not indecisive.

I did not turn around once we got near our house tonight because I was curious if there really was an exit to the freeway near my home that Google Maps had suggested to me in a route I looked up before heading out. Then I did not find that there was an exit and take the freeway away from my house at 9:30 p.m. with the kids before heading back home.

I also did not then drive up and down a few blocks in our neighborhood tonight noting the fences because I'm dreaming of putting a fence in our yard to contain the children. I wouldn't keep the kids out that late by myself.

And I do not have a bad memory that's preventing me from writing any further "Not Me" confessions from earlier in the week.