Not Me Monday!

We're back with Not Me fun!! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

This past week, I did not run out of milk and use my powdered milk for baking to fix Amelia a cup of milk, rather than go to the grocery store. I also did not feed my children ramen noodles today because of the same lack of grocery shopping. And I am not already scheming up crazy pantry dinner ideas to avoid going to the store until after the children are in bed tonight.

I did not totally flunk my poor puppy out of obedience class. I have not completely failed to do our homework, I did not resent that everyone else there has no small children and spends hours a day working with their dogs, and I did not regret choosing an AKC dog training club waaaay across town when all I really wanted was some time alone with Porter to teach him NOT to get up ON the dining room table. I am not completely guilt-ridden for being such a crummy doggy mama.

I did not ever utter the sentence "that was the best pap smear ever!"

I did not attend a four year old's birthday party Friday after work and feel completely exhausted and frumpy while every other mom there (none of whom work) looked all dolled up and peppy. I did not scowl as they talked about how two days of school a week just wasn't enough time to get all their work-outs, pedicures, and errands done. I did not think "at least there's cake" and then almost scream in shock at the fact that not a single other mom ate any, of course making it impossible for ME (the frumpy, non-exercising, horrible working mom) to have some. And I did not think the entire time about how I soooo badly just wanted to go home and put on some pajama pants and bake my own darned cake! Gosh, how rude that would have been, at a kid's party no less.

I did not start one, two, or THREE painting projects around the house and not manage to finish them in over a week. I do not still have half-painted kitchen cabinets, a mostly painted dresser, or a bathroom door needing at least two more coats of paint.

I did not almost kiss the electrician when he not only fixed our power outage but told us that it would be a waste of money to rewire the old-wiring part of our house, and that it was "just fine."