It is Monday again.
Monday. Monday. Can't trust that day!
Case in point . . . a not me moment . . .
Clearly, it was
not me who answered the door at 8:30 am, thinking that it was hubby that had forgotten something, only to be greeted by one of our remodeling consultants. Correction. One of our
male remodeling consultants.
I certainly would have checked before I opened the door especially since
I had on
no bra and one of my husband's white t-shirts.
I would never disgrace the girls, or myself, for that matter, by allowing myself to be seen by the public with my breasts hanging down to my belly button.
I would never answer the door with my girls sagging away like men's tube socks with soup cans stuffed in the bottom. No way!
Not me! I would make sure that the girls were folded and pressed into submission into the harness that is my bra
before opening the door to strangers. (Because, that would be the right thing to do both for me and for my consultant's scarred eyes. )
Yep!
Monday again.
I'm sure of it.
***** If you do not know what a not me moment is . . . hop on over to Mckmama's blog and check out some other not me's from cyber-land. In short, a not me moment is any moment when you silently close your eyes, take a deep breath, and wish fervently that "This is not me!" It's any embarrassing, humiliating, or just plain crazy moment in your day. Hope your girls are at attention today when you are answering the door! :)
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Thanks for making me laugh on a Monday! I so needed that! BTW I am still laughing... that is so something that would happen to me
ReplyDeleteFunny! That seems to happen to me too sometimes...
ReplyDeleteBy the way, we were blog twins today! As far as writing about letting the "girls" hang out.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, I would love to train for the marathon with you, but you are a trainer and probably in great shape. I have pretty good endurance but am only at 3 miles right now, and the last 1/4 mile is challenging! If you want to get back into it, and aren't too much ahead of me, that would be great. Every girl likes to be a little competitive and try to keep up with their friends.... I'm hoping to get to 4 miles in the next week or so, but we'll see.
Watch out for bruised foreheads if the girls get loose.
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I hate answering the door without a bra! I had to do it last week!! Fortunately my visitor was female. ;-) Visiting from SITS!! Have a great day!
ReplyDeleteVisiting from SITS, love the post. If it's a weekend and someone knocks, they get to deal with me how I am, lol. The bad thing is why I was too tired one morning to put the bra on and LEFT the house. That is scary! :)
ReplyDeleteI hide if the girls aren't properly hoisted into position. I pretend I'm not home. And I tell people to go away if they don't get the hint.
ReplyDeleteVery fun post! Loved the description of the girls as tube socks filled with soup cans ... hadn't seen that one before. I've compared my unfettered girls to windsocks myself, lol.
Stopping by from SITS to say hello.
Hi Annie!
ReplyDeleteI love this post and have done something similar many, many times (unfortunately).
I'm stopping by from SITS (saw u on the roll call) and wanted to say hello.
I have an Abby, too! She is almost 4 & has a twin sister named Izzy.
Oh, and I love Pretty & Pink, too, and I can't wait for NEW MOON to come out next month. Wanna go see it with me?!?!?!
:-)
Have a great day!
p.s. I'm your newest follower!