NOT ME MONDAY

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.

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It was not me who decided to test out how hot the vanity lights were above the bathroom sink. We don't usually leave the main bathroom light on overnight for the children, it didn't blow so I didn't need to check if it was ok to leave the vanity lights on.

This is not my very sore burnt finger .... and I definitely did not use the F-WORD!


It is not me who plugged in my toothbrush charger because my toothbrush was out of charge. I didn't forget to put the toothbrush in the charger and discover that when I needed to clean my teeth.

It was not me who stayed up really late the other night when my husband was away on business. I wasn't making the most out of every minute I actually had the TV remote to myself.

It was not my five year old child who decided to try do a toy maze above his head to see if he could do it without looking. It was not the same child who spent two afternoons in the hospital with various staff trying to retrieve the balbearing that came out of the maze and fell into his ear. No way would my Seb ever do anything like that.

It was not me who was almost strangled by her washing line. It was not a serious incident, nope, being chocked was really ok. It was not the new £70 washing line recently purchase from Argos. I am not going to complain that it did not collapse without warning.

It is not me who is asking for a new laptop for her birthday this week. I don't want one with a 17 inch screen, and I certainly don't want one with a huge hard drive for all my graphics and photos. It is not me who is living in hope, though I do suspect I will be disappointed and might have to go ask Santa instead.

It was definitely not me who borrowed the next door neighbours bun tins. I wasn't being lazy trying to do our buns in half the number of batches for my daughter's birthday tea. It wasn't me who had the neighbours kitchen door key whilst looking after their kids, it was not me who took the bun tin, honest! It was not their children who would reap the rewards of fast baked buns.
I did not ask my 12 year old son to return the tin on my behalf, he did not knock on the door seeing the car sitting in their drive. I do not think they were in the shower or somewhere like that, and my son definitely did not put the tin back in its rightful place in the kitchen and leave the house again without their knowledge. I did not tell my son off for that, nope, I would never do that after all going into peoples houses without their knowing is not wrong.

NOT ME MONDAY

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.

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THIS IS NOT MY WEEK

This is definitely not my dining table. This is not paint and it was not put on the table by my children. The paint is not still there despite several days of scrubbing.

Wasn't my child who went to find his chef's costume, couldn't find it then turned up to help make dinner wearing just his underpants, a chef's hat and a mile wide smile. I did not wish I had taken a photograph. ---
It's not me who is loving my iPhone, and it's not me who can't work it without my reading glasses on. I am definitely not getting old. --- It was not my two youngest children who got locked in the bathroom this week. The lock did not fail while they were in cleaning their teeth. It was not the five year old who had to open the window after gentle persuasion. It was definitely not skinny ass me who had to climb through the bathroom window with my 12 year old in tow. It actually wasn't my other half who couldn't get his legs high enough to get in the same window. It wasn't me who had to take the pins out of the hinges of the very solid bathroom door in order to lift it out of the door frame. I did not damage the paintwork in the process. --- We did not have to buy a new lock for the door, and we don't have to repaint the door. --- It wasn't my husband who decided to try out the new lock the following morning whilst I was not in bed sleeping. He was not in his boxer shorts and he absolutely definitely did not forget to put the handle on the other side. He did not get locked in the bathroom himself, no way you cant tell anyone! --- It was not our wedding anniversary on Saturday. My husband definitely did not 'forget' to buy me card, he did not use the excuse that he did not get a chance to go to the shop. I definitely did not point out to him that he is in the local shop every single day, and they do not sell cards - no, none whatsoever. I also do not have a craft room filled with card making materials amongst other things, he could have gone into it at any time and got the kids to make something. My husband did not some 24 hours later go to the shop to buy his Sunday paper, (no he would never forget to buy that) and he did not buy an unfunny card with a monkey on it. When I read the card I did not notice that he had failed to sign the card. He did not tell me he couldn't find a pen, we do not have oodles of 'school' materials in our house, and we don't have a fully stocked office and craft room either - nope not us not a single pen or pencil in our house.

NOT MY CHILD MONDAY

It wasn't my eldest child who accidentally broke the window in our porch this morning.

IT'S NOT ME MONDAY

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.
It's not me that bought myself a new pair of Sketchers shoes whilst out shopping for my husbands birthday present.

It's not me who has hidden said shoes in the corner of the bedroom, it's not me who will put them on one day and pretend I have had them for months and told him about them ages ago.

It's not me who is too lazy to pair up all the socks, and makes the children have competitions to see who pairs up the most.

It's not me who ate all the ripe cherry tomatoes from my next door neighbours tomato plants.

It's not me who ate the largest piece of birthday cake this evening. It wasn't even that nice a cake, football pitch, bright green food colouring YUCK.
It's not me who was stupid enough to hang her washing out side to dry just moments before the rain came on.
It definitely wasn't me who dropped my 6year old's plaster cast of her hand. The same plaster cast she made last week and painted silver and stuck it to a paper plate.