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It's Monday, Not Me!!

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! 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.



I took the week off last week, so I have several for this week. Not that I've been keeping track or anything like that.

To start with, I am not a sheet snob. The sheets I really like for my bed do not come with financing options. I am not so "the princess and the pea-ish" that sheets that aren't just right are hard for me to sleep on. That would just be snobbish and silly. I do not currently just have two sets of sheets because of this issue. And not only that, I did not only have one set from the time we got this bed until the day after Thanksgiving, because Kohl's put the sheets I like on sale.

To make this pathetic and borderline hypocrisy, I would never insist on really expensive sheets for myself but buy whatever is cheap for my children. I did not buy complete bedding sets for my girls that together cost less than just sheets for me cost. I care more for their comfort than to buy them cheap sheets. (They do look nice though!)

To make this even more pathetic and a blatant show of favoritism, the little one does not get to also have nice sheets, by virtue of having our old bed passed down to him, along with the really nice sheets that go with it.

So ... let's recap:
I am not a sheet snob.
I do not buy cheap sheets for my children.
Brendan is not a sheet snob in training.

Oh, and don't get me started on pillows.

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I did not slip into my girls' bedroom and HIDE an AWANA book. None of my children accused me of this either. Let me just say ... I would NOT go into their room. I would not because I COULD NOT. Even if I wanted to. My girls are not little slobs in cute packages. They keep their room nice and neat, with everything in its place. We do not have frequent battles over finding things like shoes or hairbrushes. I have never, not even once, been moved to tears at the sight of their closet. I do not think it reflects badly on ME that you kind of have to JUMP from the door onto the bed to avoid stepping all over their stuff, conveniently laid out on the floor. I have never threatened, screamed, taken things away, had a temper tantrum, or banged my head against the wall due to the condition of this bedroom.

For what it's worth, my own bedroom is never a mess. I never lose shoes or hairbrushes. Or AWANA books.

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I am not humming the Wonder Pets song as I type this. And you're not either now. :-P

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And speaking of Wonder Pets, I have not used Noggin as a babysitter for the little one way too much lately. And since I haven't done that, there is no need for me to pull out the "but it's like preschool on TV!" card. Nor is it necessary to point out how cute it would be for him to scream out "A CLUE, A CLUE!" because we DON'T watch too much TV, so how would I know how cute it is?

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I did not take a pic with my phone last night to squeeze a pic in for Project 300-something. I have a really nice camera with cool lenses, plus a point and shoot, so there's no reason for me to be so lazy as to snap a random pic with my phone just so I'd have something to put 1/18 on. And I didn't skip 1/16 and 1/17. There is NO HINT of laziness here. Not even a teeny little bit. I mean, it's taking a picture, for heaven's sake. No real effort required!!

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And finally, I did not take great delight in reaching the 10 hour mark on wii fit. There was absolutely not a bit of boasting or bragging when my little bank turned a different color than everyone else's. I do not suspect that the wii that I SAID I bought "for the children" has been used more by me than them. And I did not once physically remove a child from in front of the TV because it was mommy's turn. Not even once.

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Now I'm not sitting here, almost time to go to co-op, half dressed with wet fluffy hair. And I'm not going to have to rush to get there in time. And I did not leave my stuff there last night so I'm walking in unprepared.

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