I didn't start last week with our family's very first camping trip of the year without remembering to bring adequate sleeping bags, blankets and pillows. I certainly did not have the worst nights sleep of my life all because I left our air mattress in the back of the van. I certainly did not leave these items at home after making several very detailed packing lists none of which I looked at while actually packing the truck. That is just ridiculous... I do have a brain in my head and I know how to use it.
I did not waste my very first opportunity to hang out with my rocking awesome cousin Tasia by scaring her away after only two days with us. My family is sane, neat, orderly, fun to be with and genuinely pleasant. We wouldn't scare away anyone after only 48ish hours with us.
I did not spend a day at Ya-Ya's last week climbing all over giant blow-up obstacle courses, competitively racing my sister (pushing/throwing) my two year old ahead of me in an effort to win. I did not get big kicks out of sliding down slides on my belly, backwards, and every other which way my four year old and I could think up. I most certainly did not thoroughly enjoy pretending to be a kid again. I am WAY more mature than that.
I did not spend 23 hours in a van filled with wild crazy awesome teenagers driving to Charlotte, NC and back for Student Life's LiveLove conference. I did not actually enjoy myself, nor did I eat way to much junk. I did not try to take pictures while driving down the road, nor did I set a very bad example by trying to get out of doing my fair share of driving. I did not enjoy some of the best drama's I've seen in a long while, (thus realizing how much I miss drama and HOP at the church where I grew up.) I did not sing at the top of my lungs at the Kristian Stanfill concert (it is a small miracle I still have a voice) and I most certainly was not convicted as God spoke to my heart this week.
I did not turn a Sunday School room into a makeshift bedroom for my family and I after getting back to church at 3:00 in the morning so that we would be there 5 1/2 hours later when it was time to get ready to teach without having to drive home and back thus getting to actually sleep for 5 1/2 hours instead of the 4 it would have been otherwise. (We do not live way to far away from our church, I am not praying for an opportunity to sell a house I love dearly in order to buy a place super close to church in order to avoid this problem in the future!) Oh yeah... and we so did not crash there between church services to save some time and gas money... and we certainly aren't considering making that a regular habit of ours. By the way, I do not think it is absolutely hilarious that there are a couple children at our church that now think my hubby and I live at church.
I am not totally bummed that my hubby is out of town for one night. I am not pouty because I don't get to enjoy dinner together sharing details of our day across the table as usual. I am not sad about getting no cuddle time today at all. I was an army wife for 4 years for Pete's sake, I went through a year long deployment. One little night doesn't phase me in the least.
I am not jealous that my crazy hectic schedule on Monday's keeps me from ever having the least bit of a chance to be one of the first to post on MckMamma's blog thus preventing me to score an awesome prize. If it was a Not Me! (Almostanyotherdayoftheweek) I would so be on top of things!
I did not turn a blind eye and a deaf ear to my kiddo's while I wrote this magnificent Not Me! post. I am an attentive mother, I always have both eye's on them at all times, I certainly wouldn't let them rot their minds in front of the t.v. just so I can try to win the cutest photo album in the world. Yep that's right, head over to MckMamma's website if you want your chance! You know you want to! You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week, and get your name in the hat. Good Luck! (It is totally okay with me if you don't, it just slightly increases my chances if you don't take a stab at it.)
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