Not Me! Monday

I can't believe a week has come and gone already!! This is Not Me! Monday where you can be brutally honest about what you were not doing this past week...a blog carnival created by MckMama at MyCharmingKids.

Of course I never do anything that would qualify for Not me! Monday, so I decided that today I would use others in my life for my post. This is what my family and friends totally did not do.

My good friend, Nicole, did not use a sandwich ziploc baggie to hold her make-up in with her really nice and expensive Coach purse. No, of course not! That would be such a faux pax and a what not to do in the fashion world. So, when we were at a baby shower this weekend, and she won a make-up case with pouches that can be removed, she did not get super excited that she could now toss her old ziploc away and now use an actual make-up bag...one that will not put her to shame. I didn't notice her acting like a little girl at Christmas getting a pretty new toy and putting it to use immediately. I also did not consider putting it on Ebay so that I could just put her through further embarrassment. Uh-uh, not me!

My Godly husband is totally NOT going to a Motley Crue concert tonight. Absolutely not! He is not taking his brother, that is just as God fearing, with him. There is no way you would catch a Christian man at one of these concerts, even if it was their favorite band growing up. And there is no way that I encouraged my husband to keep from selling his tickets so that he wouldn't miss the opportunity of taking a little trip down memory lane with his brother. Why would a woman striving to be a Proverbs 31 wife encourage her husband to go to this thing?!? Honestly though, I am really excited for my Timmy and BIL, Chris. I think they are going to have a really fun time. Maybe they can find a few people to share Jesus with at the concert...you think?!?!?

My 5 year old son did not do a happy dance this morning when I told him he is now in charge of changing Zack's diapers. He did not proceed to give me a million kisses on the soles of my feet, like I was the queen of Egypt or something, because he was so honored to be given this chore. He also has not kept thanking me all day since then, about every 10 minutes, for trusting him with changing a poopy diaper and 'can't wait', he said, for the next one. I also will not admit to letting him have this chore now because we have started to train Zack to use the potty so he isn't even wearing diapers through the day anymore. That would be mean and would be setting up a false sense of hope in my sweet son.

And lastly, my FIL and husband did not use my 2 year old's little white potty as a 'net' for their badminton game in the front yard as Zack ran around in only his Handy Manny underwear, for all the world to see, just before the Super Bowl was about to begin. No way would my lovely, sophisticated family do something that ghetto to keep the potty training going while Zack played outside.

OK, OK, OK...I will say this about myself, because I have not been posting about everyone else: I am not still sitting here on the computer in my husband's robe at 10:48am. Not me!