You know that girl I’ve been telling you about? The one who gets into all kinds of things? She’s been busy this week…
So, you know it was her who contemplated starting this blog as soon as she finished posting her Not Me! Monday last week. Just so she could remember all of the things she didn’t do all week. (Hey, she does have pregnancy brain, so let’s cut her a little slack.)
You have to know that it wasn’t me who fell down the stairs landed on my back, and then decided not to go to Labor and Delivery to be monitored.
If you had been at my house this week, you certainly wouldn’t have caught me sleeping past nine almost every day this week.
It has to be someone else who can’t keep her pants up if she walks more than two steps. So, no one saw my ginormous pregnant belly sticking out this week. I bet that poor girl wishes she could find some maternity pants with a panel in them.
Who would have skipped the Presidential Debate this week to watch “The Island” on MTV? Not I, said Just Speaz.
It wasn’t me who cried so hard that my nose got so stuffy that I couldn’t blow it during Abby’s last episode of “ER.” I know that show is not real, and there’s no reason to cry about such things. And, I certainly don’t get teary just thinking about it now.
I planned ahead, so I’m not freaking out about what my entire family will wear tonight in our family picture for the new directory at church.
That other girl called her husband Friday night and asked him to bring home McDonald’s so she wouldn’t have to think about dinner. Wow, must be nice.
I certainly did not enjoy my Saturday of all day laundry at my Granny’s house while Rob watched all three of the kids by himself.
This week I did not eat two miniature cupcakes and a pumpkin cookie with cool whip, and should know that I have never contemplated just eating the Cool Whip by the spoonful.
That about wraps it up for this week. You, know I won’t have another blog like this next week, maybe somebody else will…