Not Me! Monday (ladies only!)

It has been awhile since I did a Not Me! Monday. Mostly because I always do everything as planned, and never do anything embarrassing.

Riiiight!

Anyhow, Not Me! Monday is the genius brain-child of MckMama, and is a great way of telling others about our imperfections and foibles.

So here goes:

This week, I was not having so much pain in my feet that I poured paraffin wax in zip lock bags to put my feet inside. And when my feet were NOT in the bags of hot wax and I was NOT lying back in the dark, on the recliner, I did not hike my right leg into the air to squeeze the bag around my foot to distribute the remaining melted wax.

Ladies do not "hike" their legs up into the air, and I am a lady.

And certainly, while said leg was NOT hiked in the air while I did NOT squeeze the bag of hot wax, the still-melted wax did NOT run out the bag, down my inner left thigh, and onto the seat of the recliner.

And while the hot wax was NOT running down my left thigh and onto the seat of the recliner toward my, uh, er, um, "place," I did NOT start scooting up the back of the recliner, but not quickly enough. And I did NOT! sit there while the remaining still warm wax came to rest against me, and with my eyebrows raised, say, "Huh!"

Not Me Monday

Monday, Monday! Can't trust that day!

I think I am going to love this segment almost as much as Grillin' Goodness on Fridays. (almost, but not quite)

Where else do you get to poke fun at yourself, pretending that you have SO NOT done the things that embarrass your children?

SO, here's what I didn't do this week.

I really didn't dress up like a cow in a foolish attempt to receive free chicken at my local Chick-Fil-A after I realized they were actually giving away free combo meals. That would be silly, and I am NOT silly. Nope, NOT ME!

I seriously didn't shave the tiny boy puppy down to his skin, in an attempt to make sense of his naked hiney that was shaved for his surgery.

And I would never have left his head hairy so that he wouldn't be completely naked, because then he would look a bit lion-ish. Why would I do that? Certainly not so that he'd still have some hair for me to grab when he's being stubborn and won't come to me!

And no, he doesn't look at all like a bobble head! Not even a little bit!

Not Me Monday

I've been following the blog of Jennifer McKinney for a while now. She has a segment on Monday called Not me! Monday that I am going to try to incorporate just for the fun of it. I might not do a Not Me! Monday every week. It will depend on how the week goes and if I have something embarrassing to share. This week I do. I'll start off with her instructions.

Are you feeling guilty for pretending not to notice as your child sucked toothpaste out of the tube? Feel like a slouch for wearing your husband's big, baggy t-shirts all day? We'll don't! Not Me! Monday was born out of my desire to admit some of my imperfections and reveal a few moments I'd rather forget. You may find it therapeutic to join in and do the same thing!

When I was practicing for our annual production of I Hear America Singing, I most certainly did not read my line about Benjamin Franklin negotiating treaties with Great Britain, Spain, and Francis. Nope! Not Me! That would be stupid! And after I didn't do that, I definitely did not blush to the roots of my hair. I really didn't!

See, wasn't that fun? Don't you want to do it, too?

Just click on the link above, read all about it, blog your own Not Me! Monday, and sign in on Jennifer's Mr. Linky.