"Not Me" Monday... Man I love Monday!

I most certainly did not wear the same pair of jeans 3 days in a row last week. I never get behind on laundry, especially my own. I always have all the laundry washed, dried, pressed, and folded before my husband ever has to utter the words "Do I have any clean work clothes?"


I did not cower with embarrassment as my beautiful, friendly daughter informed the local cashier at the grocery store what I was going to be for halloween. It did not go something like this, "My mommy is going to be a Barbie for Halloween." The cashier, "Oh that is nice." Lexi says, "My daddy will like it and giver her a kiss." The cashier (starting to blush) "Oh my, well that will be nice." Lexi just smiles. My face was not purple. I am sure that lady was not thinking anything perverted or kinky. I am sure she realized my daughter loves Barbie and she wasn't wondering why my husband and I would be playing dress up in front of our kids! (Side note: We are not perverted! Lexi saw a Halloween catalog and saw a woman in a disco outfit and thought it was Barbie! I swear! Just wanted to clarify for those wondering)


Once again, my daughter did not cause utter embarassment for me the other day. She was not in a store (not the local grocery which I am still avoiding) with me and a woman did not approach us to comment on her hair. The lady was not going on and on about how beautiful Alexis is when Lexi interrupted with "I have peanuts!" The lady did not ask what? Lexi did not grab her private area and shout "I have peanuts!". The lady did not look stunned and scurry off mumbling to herself. Lexi did not look up at me and ask "What was wrong with that lady?". I guess it is not time for another gender talk at our house. (This time it is Todd's turn. )


I never get sick of people questioning me about my daughter's hair. They never ask, "Do you perm it?" "Is it natural?" "Is it hard to manage?". I never step in between Alexis and perfect strangers so they can't man handle my daughter's head. That would be rude. I would never be rude. I did not get so fed up with a woman that I snapped at her after asking about why I would perm and highlight my 2 year old daughter's hair "Yes we perm and highlight her hair. She is having breast implants for her 13th birthday." They woman did not scowl at me and run off in the other direction. (Another side note: If you are going to ask my stupid questions and question what kid of mother I am, your gonna get a stupid sarcastic answer back! I know, immature. Sorry, some days I am tired and want to get my errands done without being stopped and asked questions about my daughter's hair espacially when our wonderful, handsome son is standing there watching as his sister is once again getting all the attention and he is being ignored!)

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.