I did NOT chalk Isaac's "my stomach hurts" on Thursday night and Friday morning up to his usual I-don't-wanna-go-to-school attitude. I did NOT have to frantically call my mother at 7:15 am and beg her to take Isaac for the day after he tossed his cookies all over the (beige) carpet on the stairwell.
I did NOT end up scrubbing more vomit out of the stairwell again later after I brought him home and he promptly tossed his cookies again.
Later that evening Isaac did NOT develop a terrible case of the runs. I did NOT make the wise decision to let him wear shorts with no underwear. He did not have a horrifying accident which fell directly out of his shorts and onto (you guessed it) the biege carpeted stairwell.
I will NOT be spending next Saturday renting a rug doctor for the stairwell.
In less disgusting news -
I did NOT screw up no bake dessert bars this evening when trying to get my chocolate fix.
(There are literally two ingredients: water and butter. ) Domesticity is NOT still a faraway dream...
*Ahem.*
I do not ADORE watching Parking Wars on A and E. I do NOT recognize random streets in Center City Philly just from watching this show.
I do NOT have so much dirty laundry that I will probably need a forklift to get it down to the laundry room whenever I get around to do doing it.
NOPE! Not me!
2 comments:
I love your "not me post" they make me laugh but that's horrible about Issac poor guy. Oh and please don't go private it sucks. When I did it i hated it.
So inwardly, I'm giggling at this post...but outwardly...man...whoever that "me" is...has a tough time to go through. I hope it all goes well for the "me".
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