Not Me Monday Fun!

More fun sharing things I would NOT do! Right?!

I did not drag my husband (making him drive) to six Targets in a two day period in several separate cities looking for tablecloths on clearance for $2.71. I did not sew aforementioned tablecloths into curtains for my dining room, front and back foyers (side panels to doors), and two living rooms! I am not that cheap!

I certainly did not lose track of how many tablecloths I purchased and am now making throw pillows, too!

I did not feel sad about Christmas being over and have postponed putting away all of the signs of Christmas until today---except this blog of course...not?

I did NOT have a super humongous margarita on New Year's eve!

And I did NOT check on Stellan and another sweet baby several times this week, waiting for blog updates and worrying!

Thank you to those of you who have checked in to see what we know about whatever is wrong with me. I met with the neuromuscular specialist yesterday and heard the excellent news that it is not neuromuscular so that rules out ALS, PLS and MDA (SMA).

The bad news is we still do not know what is wrong.

However, the good news is a wonderful Christmas present as that was my greatest fear.

We will continue to wait. Upon seeing my records I learned that there are strong suspicions on the part of my neuro that this is Multiple Sclerosis and if so, time will tell. In the meantime, I am thankful that I can still walk :) and do not have a neuromuscular disease!

Many thanks and I wish you all a wonderful Christmas!! We plan to have an awesome one here!!

Not Me! Monday

This week I most certainly did not tattle on a rude clerk to a manager in a store, especially not in front of my six year old. After all, I tell her not to tattle so much all of the time! I also did not consider finding the rude clerk while she was at her lunch break (in the mall food court) to share my thoughts on her poor customer service skills.

I did not "lose" my temper with several people this past week during the PMS week from h*ll, right?

And I did not tell my mother that I was wearing a hat in a restaurant because my hair needed to be washed and was stuck to my head. I also did not tell her no when she told me to take it off and comb my hair and then proceed to tell her that I LOVE my hat and this is my style. She did not look at me like I'm a nut :) I'm in my early forties and very mature, right?

And my daughter did not request a cookie cake for her birthday instead of one of my delicious homemade cakes (see previous "not me" Monday posts in my blog for pictures). I did NOT feel great relief upon hearing that I didn't have to bake it, either, right? Further humiliation is always fun...not...

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insensitive?

Next week I am planning to post pictures of my children "then and now" and do some real blogging on the loves of my life but today something is just crying out inside of me to be shared. I really do not mind if no one but me ever reads this but I need to get it out.

I am a sensitive person. I have been told this all of my life. How do I overcome that or should I? Isn't it sensitivity that helps us become in tune with other's feelings? Contribute to our sense of altruism? Keeps us from become selfish and uncaring and insensitive?

But being sensitive has not helped me in many ways. When in a job and I find out that co-workers are talking about me, it hurts and is hard to ignore and yet almost impossible to confront in a professional manner.

In families, little things are said or done and it sticks with me. It hurts. With friends it is the same way and sometimes I find myself ending friendships because of it.

I am sure that I have wounded, especially with words. I am also quite certain that most of the time it was completely taken out of context and I probably do the same exact thing.

So IF anyone reads this and has some ideas on how I can overcome this overly sensitive personality/disposition, please share.

Christmas shopping-gimpy style

I have lost track of how many times I have attempted to finish my Christmas shopping but my legs do NOT cooperate. After hearing from several relatives that I need a cane, I am finally convinced I will try it.

I am officially stubborn.

No shocking intakes of breath?

Crickets.

Everyone who knows me already knew this?? Okay, I get it....nothing new here.

So this weekend I am going to have to ride in one of those wheelchair thingies. Yep. I am going to do it so I can finish shopping.

First Randy will have to drive me to another city so I won't see anyone I know. Other cities have better stores though anyway....like Target.

So proud~

Last night was our boy scout troop Court of Honor and Christmas party celebration. I am so proud of John and Josh for the time and effort they have put into their troop, their merit badges and the leadership qualities they have shown! I believe that so many things they learn and do will help them in life and I hope that they stay involved. Right now they are choosing which Eagle Scout project they want to work on and get approved. Time has flown!

I am also so thankful that my husband is so involved and that our leader and his family give to the troop so unselfishly.

not me!

NOT ME! Monday again and being the very imperfect person that I am I love to blog about the nutty stuff I certainly did NOT do.......

I did NOT wipe the new puppy's derriere with a baby wipe (huggies even) whenever he pooped outside before bringing him in.

I did NOT get caught by another mom at the school while doing the act in the sentence above and she did NOT exclaim, "Wow! You are ...ummm...NICE!~"

I did NOT buy myself more than one (cough) venti peppermint mocha twist from Starbucks for every Christmas shopping trip I made this week!

I did NOT bribe Rachel with snacks so that she would smile and act great during her photography session this past Tuesday.

I did NOT drive around for hours to get aforementioned new puppies this past week and get lost..several times....not me. My kids did NOT know their way around better than I did!

I did NOT have to ask them if the light was red or green because they have better vision than I do. After all, I am the driver, right?

Have a great Monday!