Not Me!!
May I preface this by saying, I survived conferences?! However, I {did not} talk so much my tongue swelled and I almost started speaking in gibberish by 8:30 p.m. Following which I stopped at the grocery store, and when the cashier talked to me, I was so tired, I {did not} talk incomprehensibly to the poor lady. She {did not} look at me like I was nuts.
I {did not} have a dream in which I saw MckMama at the Children's Museum and was too nervous to go and talk to her. You know, like she is an unapproachable celebrity or something!
My poor little Asher {is not} walking around with a little bruise under his lip because he tried to jump on my treadmill while I was running. {Note: Not a good idea} My husband {was not} supposed to be watching him, but was blogging instead. I would {never} do that!
I {did not} tell my husband that he did not need to come to Elijah's party at McDonald's yesterday. 11 kids and 1 adult? No problem, I'm a teacher, right? 11 kids with birthday excitement, pop and cake?!? Thank you mom for coming to my rescue.
Finally, I {did not} almost write a list of what I was going to say today, only to say, "no, that would be dorky." Now I am mad at myself for not, and forgetting everything!
I can't promise to {not} spend 2 hours later tonight reading all your blogs! p.s. If you live in my town, and saw a dirty, sweaty chick in sweats at the grocery store the other day, looking down and not making eye contact, it wasn't me.
22 comments:
Of course you can handle that many kids begging for cake. Found you over at MckMamas place. Get Not me's!
Treadmill attacks. I hate that. Just so you know that did not happen at my house either! :-) Happy Monday
Funny stuff! Good thing your tongue doesn't swell when you blog, eh?
I did have a little chuckle over the mispelled entry! LOL
Love your Not Me's! Also reading about your running... I'm wishing we were in the same town - we sound similar with our running! I'm always hunting for running partners... Good luck on the marathon training!
Too funny...BTW your link is messed up on MckMama's blog. You have blogspto instead of blogspot.
I always do my post as the week goes. I wouldn't be able to participate otherwise! My brain barely functions at the moment.
hey, we all do dorky things. Go ahead, make a list, we would love to compare dorkiness.
This was so cute!!
Very funny I especially like the last one :)
Me again - have you heard of "Moms in Motion"? I am a member here in my town. It's awesome.... you could form your own chapter if you're looking for a running club. go to momsinmotion.com - Our team here in Spokane has triathlon training, half marathon training, and much more - it's awesome!
I'm laughing because (as a former teacher) I'd think I could handle 11 kids NOT excited and screaming because they're at a birthday party!
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LOL @ the McDonald's party!! I can imagine!!
You list was fun to read!!
Great list!!!
I was hoping someone wasn't Disableed, although i have to admit before I clicked on it, I thought it might be some clever play on words that I just didn't quite get yet!! :o)
Cute post, and I so hear you.
I don't live in your town, but if I did, I wouldn't have seen you because I was dirty, sweaty, in sweats and looking down too!
I love finding other teachers on Blogger! (:
And I make lists for everything! I'm definitely dorky like that!
OH MY DAYS!! I don't think I have ever been that bad! I am surprised the poor child could function after all that sugar in his lunch. I have to say I did throw in a yogurt and some string cheese with an apple. Thanks for the comment.
Cat, our oldest was attacked by a treadmill when she was 2. My brother was running on it and she sat down on the front and of course the belt caught her and slung her to the back at which time her butt got caught between the wall and the treadmill. The belt burned the back of her legs. Fortunately my brother was able to fall with some grace so as not to fall on her or it could have been much worse.
sometimes I don't put my not me's in for fear of being dorky too! i wonder what we'd all be posting about if we just didn't worry about that! hehe.
Well, you might not have dreams about bloggers, but I have! They're almost always really weird dreams.
I'm sorry your kiddo got hurt on the treadmill. Er ... didn't.
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