Not Me! Monday

Some people are of the impression that confession is good for the soul. Confession is good for the soul only in the sense that a tweed coat is good for dandruff--it's a palliative rather than a remedy. That being said, I prefer to deny, deny, deny. Apparently, so does MckMama. Hey, it's easier than coming to terms with some of the random happenings of life such as the following hypothetical situations...

I would never leave a meeting to "pee", run down a flight of stairs, speed walk down a hallway to my desk just to check if the Not Me! post was up, give a little woo hoo, and manage to get 10th on the list. Who does that? Some obsessive compulsive chick, not me, that's for sure.

I am also way to politically correct to stick shove my foot in my mouth by saying something looked "gay" to my homosexual co-worker. Who uses that word?? Bratty, ignorant teenagers, not a 30 year old mother and scientist!

I am not absent minded at all, ever. Who was that woman that walked out of her lab, with her lab coat and safety glasses on, and walked straight to the gym without taking them off and got half way through the door before she noticed she had them on?? That was some new girl, that hasn't worked here for over 3 years!

I am a seasoned mother. My child is coming up on 2 years old. He is not potty trained yet. I know what happens when an undiapered boy runs free in the house before bath time. He pees in your closet, that's what happens. Thank God I am not that stupid! I laughed at that mom!

What did you "not" do this week?