If you ask, I will deny every bit of the following.
I did not allow my hubby to feed my daughter a little piece of a cookie and then eat the rest of the cookie just to see her sweet, adorable face melt in tears. I did not take a picture of her sad little face on my phone and upload it to facebook. would not participate in that just because it was so stinkin' funny and cute. I wouldn't... not me!
I am not the least home-sick for friends in the last state that I lived. I have not gotten sad at all this week about missing the annual gals craft night. I am not having trouble getting on facebook because it reminds me how far away some people are. That's just sad. I am not sad. Period. Not me. Nope. Not me. I am just going to keep saying that and maybe it will become true.
I did not walk into Wal-mart with my yummy latte, shop, proudly use the self-check out lane and then walk out without my latte. I did not walk all the way to my car wondering on which aisle I left my favorite cup of joe. I did not remember the moment I was pulling out of the parking lot that I sat it on the little shelf by the self-check out station. I did not wish the whole way home that I had found a parking spot and gone back to get my latte! That would be crazy. I am not crazy about my latte- not me!
I did not shrug my shoulders when my husband asked if my late night Sunday post might be missed by the blog world since this post was scheduled to be posted at the crack of dawn on Monday. I am not a tiny bit afraid someone will make a judgement about me based on that post. Ok, I am... but I am not letting myself back down- not me!
Ok, that last "not me" was added last but I had to save this one for the end because I am still thinking about it.
I did not try to get out playing a game at a New Year's Eve party by trying to back out of the room. I did not say to the gals next to me, "Oh, I think it's time to check on my baby." I did not then back right into a shelf, knock it off the wall with a loud crash (which broke the wings off an angel), and get the attention of the whole room. I was not absolutely mortified. It was not me... but I will never try to get out playing fun party games (again)!