Friday Fess Ups

I did not eat 10 Nilla Cakesters (with banana cream filling) while my children were napping. I also didn't spend the entire next 3 days running back and forth to the bathroom with intestinal discomfort of the worst kind from eating such bad-for-you items. If, in fact, I had really eaten all of those, I would have sworn the company put laxatives in their cakesters, just to punish people for overindulging in them...but I wouldn't know anything about that.

I certainly haven't avoided cleaning the toilets and bathtubs for 2 weeks now, just because I think it's the most disgusting job on the planet--next to cleaning up poop from underneath a certain child's bedroom door and from his carpet.

Target has not made a fortune off of me this week because I haven't gone there 3 times...and counting. It's not like I was in desperate need of clearanced thank you notes, wrapping paper, and party supplies. I can say no to red tags at Target any day--really. I'm not lying.

I didn't visit the local Starbucks this week because I came downstairs and there was no freshly ground coffee to be had. Not that I was too lazy to push a button on the bean grinder and make my own coffee at home. That's just rediculous.

I definitely do not hide dirty dishes in the refrigerator if the realtor calls and I have clean dishes in the dishwasher and no time to unload them. Nope.

I have never put my 3 darling C's to bed at 7:45pm (their bedtime is 8pm) just so I can sit down, take a deep breath, and eat a fudge pop while watching Houston Animal Police on Animal Planet. That would just be absurd.

John and I are not such crazed LOST fans that we would sit up until 3am watching previous seasons on DVD just to catch up and completely be "in the know" when it comes to the new season. After all, we need our beauty sleep.

Oh yeah--back on the subject of Target--I am certainly not one of those chickies that shops the clothing clearance racks in the little kids section, leaves some good deals for others, and then just-so-happens to call a friend up while she is shopping there (a day or so later, mind you) and convince her to go ahead and purchase 2-3 OTHER items for my children off of the above said clearance racks so I can pay her back later and not have to make a 4th trip there. I would never think of making my friends shop for me or support my clearance-buying habits.

I do not ever move John's things around, thus causing him to lose them--or lose his mind trying to find them--which ever comes first. I totally respect his stuff and the odd/irritating places in which he puts them. I would never think of hiding his much needed items in drawers or closets just to get rid of the clutter. I haven't ever forgotten exactly where it was that I "moved" them to either.
And he isn't missing his ever-so-important knee straps that allow him to run without pain. Arggg