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Not Me Monday!

Today, i did NOT turn 35 since that would mean that i am on the downward slide to the big Four Oh!

This weekend, i did NOT eat out more times than i ate in.

My child did NOT take her dress off in the front yard and run around in only her panties.

i did NOT eat a salad for lunch so that i could have a giant slab of chocolate-chocolate cake (thud!) and a cup of calorie-laden coffee.

i did NOT buy myself 2 new hats because my hair is in the "growing it out/between styles" stage and covering it up won over shaving it off.

i did NOT read an entire romantic suspense novel this weekend.

i did NOT get so behind in my laundry last week that 6 hampers were spilling their guts all over the house (which equaled 12 loads of laundry in my super capacity washer, by the way).

And since i am being the Queen of Denial, you should also know that i did NOT just give my 9-year-old daughter 3 pairs of my shorts that used to fit me last summer (umm, chocolate cake, anyone?), and i did NOT just buy my first Double Digits bathing suit (calorie-laden coffee, much?).

What about you? What did you NOT do?

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  1. RenJuly 14, 2009 at 7:39 AM

    I found your blog on the TOS Crew blogroll--I loved reading the not me Mondays--sounds a lot like life around here!

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