Not Me! Monday
It’s that time again. Time for confessions of all things you did NOT (really did) do this past week. This wonderful little (not so much) group therapy session was created by the fantastic MckMama.I was NOT impressed by the fact that upon returning home there was yet another dead animal carcass in the driveway. This time it appears to be a dog. I was NOT secretly laughing in my mind at my hubby who thought it was a deer carcass. He is NOT obviously size-perception challenged by thinking an animal maybe a third the size of a very small deer was in fact a deer carcass.
I have NOT decided that it’s time to start keeping a tally of dead animals/carcasses that are gifted to me by my crazy coondog. I think that I may even keep this tally on one of my sidebars for those of you who may be interested and not disgusted by the fact that I find this even slightly amusing.
I do NOT find it amusing to be sitting at my work cubby and find it perfectly normal to hear a baby mommy talking of someone sucking her boobie, knowing full well that she is speaking of her newborn and wondering in my own mind how many men will read this and wish that that were a perfectly normal everyday occurrence at their jobs.
At Applebee’s Wednesday evening my family and I did NOT get covered in red sauce when the table busser dropped a dish and it splashed absolutely everywhere.
I am NOT just slightly freaked out that a partially burned corpse was found in the forestry behind our house. I did NOT more than once think about taking a bike ride on the back roads to see if I could find out more and possibly see where said corpse was found. I am NOT morbidly intrigued by such things. I am NOT however grateful that my crazy coondog didn’t find this sort of carcass to gift me with on my front porch.
I will NOT ever again joke with my husband upon seeing many police cars on the roads along the forestry by saying they probably found another body back in the woods. This did NOT really happen Saturday morning on our journey back home from work.
