Not Me! Monday.

It is that time again.

Not me Monday.

Posted early because MckMama did and I had to get on board that train before I was like the 800th commenter on Mr. Linky thing.
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I did not give up Pepsi for Diet Coke. I would never do this because I am a Pepsi girl.

I did not go on a date with the hubs to make up for NYE.

We did not go to Outback.

We did not wait for 45 minutes.

I did not talk to the random bartender.

I did not order a Sydney Cosmo.

It was not super YUMO!

I then did not order a S'moretini.

I did not take that sucker down in like less than 60 seconds.

I did not moan out loud.

The hubs did not turn and stare at me like BE SERIOUS!

The bartender did not walk back by and say,"Easy killa."

What?

Killa?

Do I know you?

I'm not a drinker.

DO NOT make me look like one.

I just love sweet stuff.

Jerkface.

I did not fake smile and fake nice talk to the stupid guy.

I did not then turn to the hubs and say, "He talks TOO FAST."

I do not think that he heard me.

I did not go to hell on earth today... also known as Michael's.

I did not make my sister, Anna, go with me.

I did not forewarn her that I was going to use a coupon in the store. She hates it when I act like a mom. What is it with people hating coupons? I love them.

We did not have a difficult time finding spray paint.

When we found it, I did not make Anna open the can of glitter spray paint and spray the shelf to make sure it was a clear paint with glitter in it.

Anna did not do it. She follows rules and would NEVER do such a thing.

We did not run to the register like 5 year olds that had done something stupid.

While walking to the car, I did not tell Anna that I was going to blog about our Michael's experience.

We did not go to Target either.

I did not buy a tote for Caroline Christmas tree.

I did not spill my salted caramel hot chocolate all over the tote.

I did not walk to the car LICKING the tote. That would be weird. Let's just say, you might be a fat kid when...

I did not almost lose control when I got into the car and could not find my keys.

I did not feel stupid when they were still in the key hole of the door on the OUTSIDE of the car.
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That is it.

I'm done.

I am off to write another post on fairy tales.

Wait until you read about how I feel about these little stories.
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