Not Me! Monday

I know! You're shocked.

But I decided what the heck! I haven't done it in a long time...


You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

Now, on to me!

This past week...

I did not skip showering my kids one night, figuring that running in the sprinkler in swimsuits qualified as taking a shower.

My house is currently not the messiest it has ever been. The sink is not piled with dishes, laundry is not on the living room floor, and the floor has CERTAINLY been swept since Saturday.

I am not getting heart palpitations sitting at my desk at work just thinking about it.

I did not serve 6 hungry Camp Simcha Special counselors hot dogs in my kitchen on Thursday night at 1 am.

They did not eat 12 hot dogs and an entire bag of french fries in under 5 minutes.

I did not take my kids to the pool at 2:30pm on Friday afternoon. Having not made a blessed thing for Shabbos except for chicken soup and sherbet.

I did not then proceed to stay there until 5pm and shower my kids in their swimsuits in the cold water showers at the pool (hey, I brought soap and shampoo!)

I did not allow my thrill seeking six year old ( ooh I have a fun idea: a free bottle of ketchup to the first person who figures out which one of my six year olds it was-and you must explain WHY you guessed that child) to ride the Viper, the Demon, and the Eagle at Great America yesterday!

At Great America, my husband was most certainly NOT mistaken for a counselor because he does NOT have the maturity of a 15 year old and did NOT start a huge water fight at lunch.

I did NOT get up after 8 am this morning, the first morning of camp, when I had nothing done.

I did not then offer my kids the following lunch: sandwich of bagel and nutella (thank you Amy, for introducing me and my kids to the glory that is nutella), bagel and butter, or bagel and chumus, because that's all my feeble mind could pull off this morning.

I did not have to make some of each (darned picky kids!)

I am not relieved that camp has started.

I am not dreading going home to my terrifying house.

What about you?

What didn't you do this week?

Not Me! Monday

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 wasn't sure if I was going to do this but I figured, why the heck not??

So....

Remember the vomit shoes? I would NEVER still be wearing them.

I would not have decided by now that the vomit has simply worn off on its own.

On Saturday night, I did NOT drive to four different Jewels looking for a specific item(s).

I did not find out upon arriving home that I had received an email that said four stores did NOT have the item.

I am not a spaz.

I am not done with my Mishloach Manos for Purim. I am not sure that I have forgotten something major because I never have it together like this.

I am not majorly regretting agreeing to take my family to a Purim party at 8:30 on Monday night.

I am not sure that it will totally, 100% result in incredibly crabby kids on Purim day.

My husband did not just spill a bag of garbage on the floor.

I am not ignoring him and typing rather than helping him.

I did not go to the same lovely Purim carnival at my kids' school twice today.

I did not do this because the boys had a birthday party in the morning and Shana had one in the afternoon and they all wanted to go to the carnival.

I am not way too indulgent that I subjected myself to that carnival, not once, but twice.

Lacking cash, I did not have to write three checks to the school, for $6, $4, and $4 respectively, as the kids needed more and more tickets to waste more money play more carnival games.

I am not looking forward to Wednesday and all the Purim madness being OVER!

What about you? How was your week?

Not Me! Monday

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.










This past week...

OK let's be honest. It's been a really, really crappy week in our house. But I'll try.

I did not completely forget about Not Me Monday until 8:30 on Sunday night...

I would never, have had almost an entire unplanned week off of work thanks to Dovi's lovely health issues.

I did not spend most of it planted on my butt on the couch.

I did not have a completely out of body experience while pulling up to my house-someone driving the exact same van that I drive, down to the missing front right hubcap (darn those potholes!) was NOT parked in my Dovi's handicapped space.

I did not actually look down at my steering wheel to confirm that yes, I was driving my Toyota Sienna and had not driven Benjie's car.

It was not a friend of ours dropping off something for us.

I did not purchase 42 cans of diced tomatoes last week. For $3.92. Who on earth needs 42 cans of diced tomatoes?

I did not make Dovi's counselor Raphi go down to my scary slasher basement to show him my food stockpile. What on earth made me think that a 21 year old guy would be interested in 60 boxes of cereal?

I did not somehow get my family into the museum, that should have cost $75 for $40. And have no idea how that happened.

OK I'm done. I tried, didn't I?

I'm taking a Monday off from Not Me! Monday

because we're all busy hanging with Raphi!

But now I'm adding this in...

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.

ok back to my planned post...

because we're hanging with Raphi!





Yes. Dovi's really happy. Especially because Raphi brought him 36 packages of baseball cards. Yes, 36.

So that's our Monday! I've been perfect, just perfect, all week. Nothing to be embarrassed of.

Aside from one thing. Remember how Jacob vomited on my shoes?

Well I would have never, ever, never have worn said shoes to Erev Shira on Wednesday night. Without cleaning off the vomit splatters. That would have been repulsive.

OK it seems I did participate in Not Me! Monday after all.

Not Me! Monday

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.

This past week...

I DID NOT RUN ANOTHER HALF MARATHON! Woohoo Me!!!

I did not realize on the morning that I was leaving for Florida that I had some type of leprosy-like rash.

I did not then proceed to ignore it and slather myself in Hydrocortisone and take Benedryl rather than seek medical attention (this seems to be a pattern with me)

While on vacation, I did not wake up every morning by 7am-thank you stinky kids for taking from me the ability to sleep in! (but no fears, most mornings I went back to sleep!)

I did not drag my husband into CVS while in vacation to look for monthly ECB deals that were sold out in Chicago. That would be absolutely ridiculous.

While in Walgreens buying the Hydrocortisone for my leprosy, I did not look there for the monthly free after rebate items I could not find in Chicago.

I did not fall asleep during the Superbowl.

I did not burn my finger one night this week.

I did not burn it by putting my hand into the pot on the stove to take out the piece of dust that settled onto the burning hot oil. What kind of idiot puts her hand into a pot with oil sizzling on the bottom????

Once the blister from said burn had popped, I did not then accidentally drip hot wax from a candle into the open wound on Saturday night.

I do not think that I am sharing way too much in the way of my ailments for this week.

I think it's time to stop now.

Not Me! Monday

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.

Sooooo....what happened in Casa P this week?

I would never have noticed as I was getting ready to leave the house that I was wearing navy blue tights with a black skirt and black boots.

I would never have just continued on my way out the door, figuring that my boots were tall enough that no one would notice the tights.


On Sunday, I did NOT have my nieces over for a two three hour craft marathon.

I did not keep my cool the entire time.

They were not adorable.


Benjie and I are not sitting on the couch (it's currently Sunday night as I'm typing) watching Ocean's Eleven for the eight millionth time. And the second time. Tonight.


I am not very very very very excited for my upcoming trip to Miami on Thursday to walk run the Miami Marathon with Chai Lifeline on Team Lifeline.

Benjie and I have not spent a good chunk of time discussing all the places we want to eat.


I certainly was not reprimanded by the mean appliance repair man for the stinky state of my broken dishwasher.

He did not tell me that "he would fix it today but he will never work on this dishwasher again if it smells like this" (umm hello...it smelled so bad because it STOPPED WORKING mid-cycle-heck, be glad I baled out all the stinky water!)

Because I am not such a wimp, I most certainly did not apologize profusely to him for making him work in such a stench...


I did not order my new CAMERA!

I am not extremely excited for it to arrive so I can take pictures of my haul from the epic cereal endeavor of last week.

I do not also have lovely plans for a pictorial tour of my "P for Dummies" binder.


I was not insanely excited that Benjie was sick and needing antibiotics.

I was not so excited because I had a coupon for a $30 CVS gift card with a new prescription pick up.

When the first set of antibiotics did not help my virus-ridden hubby, I did not consider asking if he needed MORE antibiotics so as to procure more gift cards. This time to Walgreens.

Oh well he got well without them.


I did not bundle up all the kiddies-snow pants and all! and walk (we don't drive on Saturdays) a mile each way to a dear friend's son's Bar Mitzvah on Saturday morning.

I did not feel as if I was herding a group of very naughty sheep as we slogged through the snow.

Shana did not stop three blocks from home and proclaim that she was finished walking.

I did not completely ignore her and keep on going.

She did not change her mind and begin walking again!

I did not Thank G-d that it was Saturday and a balmy 14 degrees instead of Thursday and a frigid -6 degrees.


I did not eat Tater Tots (the kosher version, no worries) for dinner on Sunday night.


I did not learn the hard way that it is not a good idea to mention people who comment on my blog, because I managed to insult no less than four other regular commentors whom I love so much by not mentioning them.
I do love you all.


What about you?
What didn't you do this week?

Not Me! Monday...Edited For Maximum Embarrassment...

This past week:

I would never have been too lazy to actually go downstairs to tell Benjie something. I would never have called his cell phone from the home phone while lying in bed. I am not sloth-like.

I did not call my sister, who is due any day now, on Thursday night and demand of her: "Are you in labor?" because I got this premonition (btw I never have premonitions. And when I do they are always false, obviously) that she was. She wasn't. She was eating dinner.

I would never have worn Benjie's undershirt under a cardigan on Friday. All my white tee shirts are, for some reason, either (a) stretched out or (b) dirty. But I wanted to wear this cute cardigan I have. And I needed a white t shirt. So I wore one of Benjie's undershirts.


I did not buy 75 90 120 boxes of cereal at Jewel last week. Because every time I bought 7, I made $5.

I did not collect over $60 toward this week's shopping (YEEHA!).

I do not feel compelled to print coupons/stop at Jewel every time I leave my house.


I did not bathe my kids and blow dry Shana's hair because we had to go to lice check. I did not do this because I do not want the lice check ladies to talk about how dirty my kids are. And believe me, they do talk about the dirty hair of the kids they check.


I did not buy my husband a defective pair of Ugg slippers for his birthday.

He does not now need to go back to Nordstrom so as to get a new pair with shearling covering the whole bottom. As opposed to the current pair. Which only have shearling covering approximately 90%.


My children did not behave like adorable little angels when we went out to dinner for Benjie's birthday.

Jacob did not drink about 50% of my nana tea.

I did not eat until I was ever so slightly ill.

It was not absolutely lovely.


On Friday, while making cholent (this nasty stew like concoction we eat at lunch on Saturdays), I did not accidentally dump in half a bag of brown rice instead of barley.

This did not upset me because it was the wrong ingredient. Rather, it upset me because brown rice costs like six times what barley does.

I then did not just leave it there because I am sloth-like. and lazy.

I did not then just dump a little barley on top.

My family did not merely eat their cholent for lunch and compliment me on how delicious it is.

I am not considering switching to brown rice anyway because it is much healthier (at least I think)

I did not just realize that I have just told Benjie that I used brown rice instead of barley.


On Sunday while at the car dealership for the 4th time trying to pick up the correct seat belt extenders, my car did not then get stuck inside the dealership garage because the Bobcat they were using to clear the eighteen million feet of snow did not stall out and die in the only driveway out.

My kids were not wigging out in the car as a "3 minute stop on the way home from lice check" became a 45 minute nightmare.

The boys were not SCREAMING on the top of their lungs that they were missing the beginning of the football game.

Shana did not complain and moan to me that she was bored in the snotty little voice that I despise and makes me want to shut her in her room until puberty. Which will probably be a living nightmare in my house.

I did not then tell the guys working in the garage that "I was going to have a nervous breakdown if they didn't get me out of the garage in two minutes" (and yes, that is a direct quote. I told them I was going to have a nervous breakdown)

They did not then back up like six cars to let me out.

They have not now stamped my vehicle file as:
Sara P, 2005 Sienna. Insane.

I do not want to wish Happy Birthday again to my wonderful, amazing, hot husband, who is the most incredible man, husband and father I have ever met. (ok that was a little cheesy, even for me. But c'mon, folks! Those of you who know him in real life know I speak the truth about Benjie. He is (a) wonderful (b) amazing (c) hot (d) an awesome husband (he's currently folding the laundry as I blog!) (e) a fabulous father. So I will indulge my cheesiness just this once.)


What about you? What didn't you do this past week?

Not Me! Monday! (Didja miss me?) EDITED to add pictures

Did you? Did you? C'mon, you can admit it, I know you've been counting down the days until Monday when I was coming back
(hahahahahahaha I amuse myself)


OK...onto Not Me! Monday

These past 2 weeks I did not...


I would never have ignored a nasty repulsive infection on my right leg until it got so big and bulgy that my aunt asked me when I developed varicose veins.

And then, being asked that question, I would have never hit up my cousin who just so happens to be a second year pediatrics resident to call in a prescription to Target for me.

Because I am not waaaaay to lazy to actually, y'know, get it seen? Because, after all, I am the mom, and unless we are d.y.i.n.g. we just ignore it?

And I would never have been inappropriately excited to pick up said prescription, not because, well, my huge bulgy infection would go away. No, no, I was inappropriately excited to pick up the prescription
because I had a coupon for a $10 Target gift card with a new prescription.

That does not ever so slightly make me cringe to admit my new coupon obsession.


On the topic of that obsession, I was not inappropriately excited that there were 5 circulars in the paper on Sunday.

I did not send Benjie to his brother's house to steal take their paper from their porch because they are out of town.

Because I did not want more coupons.

That is not embarrassing yet again.



This past week, I did not notice that my laundry sink was not draining well.

This did not vex me because I had recently replaced the lint trap.

I did not then ignore the nasty water in my laundry sink for a few days.

When I finally decided to investigate, I did not find out that the cause of the clog was a small, formerly white sock that belonged to one of my kids, wedged into the drain.

When I found said sock, I did not just throw it out rather than washing the repulsiveness.



When my mother came to visit over New Years, we did not eat out 4 times in 5 days.

That would be excessive.

I also did not take major advantage of my mom in Target...who would sneak entire jog suits into the shopping cart? Oh and a purse too...hey-what else are moms for?



I also am not inappropriately excited for my children's impending return to school tomorrow.

We did not have a lovely vacation.

We did not: go to Coco Key, bowling, to a hotel for the weekend, Garfield Park Conservatory (if you live in Chicago, GO! It's fun and free), watch many movies, and generally enjoy our time together.

I was not amazed by how overall cooperative the little monkeys were.



Dovi did not fall down the entire flight of steps on Sunday morning.

We did not immediately begin examining his entire body for signs of break. (Thank G-d, he was just fine)

But as I ran to him, the first thing that crossed my mind was NOT that he looked like a flipped over turtle lying there on the floor.

And I did not giggle a little inside. That would be really (a) mean and (b) dysfunctional to laugh at your extremely disabled child after he potentially broke many bones. Which HE DID NOT. (and that is not a Not Me! Monday double negative)



I did not! run 8 miles on Sunday!!!!!!

I am not getting very pumped for going to warm Miami the marathon.

I certainly DID NOT feel very old while running with two verrrrry speedy mommas who are 4 and 6 years younger than me, respectively.

I am really not sure how it happened that I got this old.

I am not asking you all to go here to Team Lifeline to support me for the marathon...I'm only $100 short as of today!



Dovi did not have YET ANOTHER visit from another awesome Camp Simcha Special counselor today...

He does not look scarily (is that a word) like Captain Jack Sparrow.

See.



Well in Not Me! Fashion, you can't see. Stinky Snapfish has caught on to my right-clicking ways and is now CHARGING $.25 per photo copy.

This does not irk me.

I am not now hoping that either Raphi or DJ will email me said photo so I can show you all how much DJ looks like Captain Jack.

Raphi took care of me. Enjoy you all-and doesn't DJ look JUST like him? And to give Raphi credit, that's him on the right being Spongebob. No idea who Batman is. Just another day at camp.


OK that's all.


What did you NOT do over the past two weeks?

Not Me! Monday

This past week, I was not OVERJOYED to have my lovely children home with me on Friday. They were beautifully behaved little angels.


They were not little demons whom I felt the need to blog about in (ahem) ever so slightly derogatory terms.


(I am actually really embarrassed about this. but here we go....) On Saturday night, when my children were refusing to buckle their seatbelts when we were taking them to a children's party, one that we wanted them to have fun at, I did not kind of, sort of, tell them that (I can't believe I'm telling you all this) they were behaving like little idiots. OK I've admitted it. I feel better now.


I am not a tiny, itty bitty bit concerned that my readers might think that in reality I don't actually enjoy my children. I really, really do. They are lovely. They really are. But sometimes, ya know, it's just a little too much?!


I am not being highly entertained by watching the hubby do the Hula Hoop on the Wii Fit.

He has not broken a sweat by said activity.


I did not get up on Sunday morning, after less than 6 hours of sleep, and spring out of bed, so excited to go to CVS and get free product.


I was not sooooo ticked off that quite a few insane more devoted CVS bargain hunters went at midnight to clear out the darned store of all the "free after ECB" items.


But then I was not a wee bit too excited to realize that I could get rainchecks for said items!


I am not very embarrassed to be actually blogging about CVS.


I did not skip away from the bus when dropping Dovi off at the bus to Winter Camp.


I am not really needing this 4 day break from the work that is the D man.


I am not feeling a tad guilty for the need for the break.


I did not dump an entire coffee filter full of 10 cups-worth of coffee grounds into my garbage can that had no garbage bag in it.

And that did NOT happen because we are NOT out of garbage bags.

My house does not have 8 tubes of toothpaste yet no garbage bags.

I did not then scoop up as much as I could and then say to myself: "Only two days until the cleaning lady"

My check engine light did not go on this weekend.



I did not immediately wonder if the mechanic that we fought with might have purposely messed up something in my van.



The dealer did not tell me that it might have been "a bad tank of gas" that caused the light to go on.


I do not think that's a crock of you-know-what. What the heck does it mean "a bad tank of gas


But I am not just going to get my van and not ask any more questions.

Not Me! Monday

This past week...


It was certainly not me! who admonished my kiddies to stay far a way from the cookie sheets while baking Chanukah cookies and then proceeded to burn her finger on said cookie sheet.

It was certainly not me! who was using a kitchen towel (that slipped) instead of a potholder. I'm alway very safe in the kitchen.

It was also NOT ME! who was forced to iron about 16 dress shirts for the boys on Sunday because I have been procrastinating about doing my ironing.

It was also NOT me who decided to go to Homegoods and Old Navy instead of running 6 miles on Sunday.

I am not at all concerned about the impending marathon.

It was also not me who felt the need to call all her friends to inform them about the $0.29 cereal sale at Dominicks.

It was surely not me who went back to Dominicks twice and buy 5 boxes of cereal each time for a total of $1.60 for 5 boxes each time.

That would be ridiculous.

It is also NOT ME! who is so excited that Dovi's counselor from day camp for the past 5 years got engaged last week!

It was therefore definitely not me who kept her 11 year old up until after 10 pm on Saturday night to attend Aharon's engagement party.

And speaking of Dovi, it was CERTAINLY not me who forgot to pick up Dovi's valium, the valium that we were completely out of, the valium that he needs every day, until 5:47 pm, when the pharmacy closes at 6 pm.

It was therefore NOT ME who got up from the dinner table in the middle of dinner and tossed on her coat and ran to the pharmacy, arriving at 5:51 pm.

It was not me who breathed a major sigh of relief.

What about you? What didn't you you do this week?

Not Me! Monday

It is NOT ME!!!! Who cannot, for some idiotic reason, get the Not Me! Button to paste onto my blog. WTH? I've copied it from my old posts AND from MCK and CANNOT get it.

So it is NOT ME who has wasted about 15 minutes trying to get this to happen.

So it would never be me who would just leave the messed up html code there in all its glory.

It is NOT ME who suspects that it has something to do with her crappy laptop that just might be infected with many viruses.

And it is also not me who just tried one more time and got it to work.

But it is also not me who thinks what she wrote was kinda funny so is leaving it up there anyway.


It was not me this week who realized that I forgot an ingredient in my chocolate cake, the chocolate cake that was the cornerstone of my dessert spread for a lunch for 19 people.

This person (who was not me) did not just slather that sucker with lots of frosting and hope for the best.

And for the record, the cake was just fine. Or in Not ME! style, it was NOT just fine.


It was not me this week whose heart swelled with joy at her excellent parent teacher conferences.

It was also NOT ME! who dragged her boys to Dominicks, solely to take advantage of the Fresca buy 2-get 3 deal.

This mom would never have refused to allow her kids to get anything else.

That would have been mean.

But this mom also did NOT make chocolate chip muffins with her kids (What is with me recently? I hate baking!)

It is also NOT ME who has so much paperwork to do but is too freaking lazy to do it at home.

So this incredibly lazy mom is NOT going to put it all in a bag and deal with it at work.

Because I never spend all day at work surfing the 'net, lacking any real work to do.

Yes, I do NOT have the best job ever

I did not just run 5 miles for the marathon...I do not rock!

It is also NOT ME who is considering staying up until midnight to try and be in the top 10...let's see where I end up on MCK...

Not Me! Monday

Hi everyone...

It was certainly not me! who during a bout with the most wicked stomach bug I've ever had was thinking about how much weight I must have lost...

And who has NOT been checking out her decidedly flatter tummy in the mirror every time I walk by one...

I would never be laying on the couch on Sunday morning writing these Not Me!s while my 11 year old happily watches the Doodlebops. I only allow Dovi to watch age appropriate material.

Which the Doodlebops most certainly are NOT.

I did not just look at my hubby and say "Who are you and where did you take my husband?" when he informed me that he is taking Elisha and Jakie to the birthday party, and taking Shana with him so they can go out for some Abba-Shana chocolate milk/coffee, and btw, the dark load is in the washer and the rest of the weekend's laundry is sorted on the laundry room floor.

I am definitely NOT wondering what really bad thing he did that he is buttering me up for...(although in all honesty, I know that Benjie really is an awesome guy who is just trying to be nice to me since I get sick about once every two years)

While suffering from my stomach bug this weekend, I did not still manage to read three books, and am well through my 4th.

I am not about to cry from the ear splitting awful racket Doodlebops. Yikes.

It is NOT ME! who has a love/hate relationship with stuff.

I do not sometimes have the desire to throw away all the crap in my house and live a clutter free austere existence.

I am not continually cleaning up and throwing away.

I do not understand why it's never enough.

It was not me! who just got an email from Benjie entitled "Roofie at Starbucks" and thought it was some spam email about date rape drugs in Starbucks drinks, only to open it and realize it was a picture of our very adorable daughter who we often call Roofie who is at Starbucks with my darling husband now (note to self: maybe Roofie isn't the best nickname?)

It is not me who is looking at another Sunday spent in pajamas lounge clothes and feels pretty darn glad about that.

It was NOT ME! who whenever Dovi fell over (two times today-once down half the stairs and once across the den. He's talented that way) ran and examined all his extremities for breaks. He seems to be fine.

I most certainly DID NOT blow dry Shana's hair in preparation for school picture day. What kind of vain woman blows dry her 6 year old's hair???

I would NEVER have forgotten to buy my kids snow pants and new boots, thus necessitating them wearing last years too small boots and NO snowpants on today, the first snowfall, and also school picture day.

I am NOT hoping that the teachers DO NOT take the children outside to play.

I am NOT expecting a note home asking me to please dress my children appropriately (this is the midwest, after all, and they play outside all year round)

And that's all. Have a great week my dears!

Not Me! Monday

Time for



Not Me! Monday!



This past week...



I most certainly did not go to my kids' school in pajamas with a skirt thrown over it. That would be embarrassing if I saw anyone I knew. Which I most certainly DID NOT.

While driving to said school, I did not see a teenage girl with French Cuffed Jeans. Why oh why has that idiotic style come back? At least she didn't have on kewl Guess? Jeans and a Benetton Sweatshirt (no laughing, you remember that. With your Eastland loafers with the little knotty things on the end of the laces and your Esprit bag)

I did not get into a huge screaming match with the mechanic regarding repairs on my car.

I did not then send my hubby to pick up the van.

I am not still very ticked off about it.

I did not spending the whole day on Sunday in pajamas lounge wear

We are not still out of diapers for Dovi.

I did not have to buy him Depends that are 400 sizes too big thus necessitating 400 sheet changes this past weekend.

I did not tell my hubby I find it sexy when men clean up to get him to clean up the trashed kitchen on Saturday.

By the way, it most certainly did not work.

I do not recommend all wives try said method.

I have not been unable to find Shana's ballet leotard for about a month.

She has not been wearing leggings, a t shirt, and her ballet tutu to ballet every Sunday due to this issue.

I do not think that her leotard us underneath her bed

And I am not too lazy to try and find it.

She is not quite adorable in this ensemble.

I am not running again!

I am not feeling pumped up for the marathon.

I'm not really enjoying my plain simple layout/banner.

That's all for me

What about you? What didn't you do?

Have a great week!

PS I am not feeling supremely irked by the spacing issues blogger is giving me.
EDITED: I am not pleased that my spacing is now working. Thank you Blogger.