Not Me! Monday (Oscar Worthy week)

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.





I did not encourage my husband to take a vacation away from his adoring family this week so he could recharge and rejuvenate and I could spend quality time bonding with the children.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME???

This is so not - not how this week went down.

Hun did not leave on a business trip whereby I was not held hostage against my will by three highly demanding children forced to think of one great aspect to Hun's departure.

It did not then occur to me that supper making this week would be a breeze. Because I certainly would never take advantage of the fact that Hun's absence means noodles and hot dogs are nutritious enough for three aforementioned, highly demanding children who would not eat anything else anyway.

I did not stay up until ungodly hours each night this week chatting with a friend on Face Book. And if I did, it certainly was not to avoid the tragic events that were bound to occur when I would shut the lights and retreat to my husband-less bed room, even if I may or may not have had an arsenal of make shift weaponry next to my bed.

I was not super excited when the wheel snapped off at the metal of my six year old MaClaren stroller, as I attempted to roll the tiny wheels over what can only be described as large ice bergs on Saturday. I would never be so gleeful as I contemplated what to do with my two year old who was leaning ever so awkwardly in his broken, one less wheel, stroller, because it means I can finally justify purchasing the "All Terrain Vehicle" of strollers that would be better suited for these brutal Chicago winters.

Hun did not immediately become agreeable to the idea of this upcoming mega purchase when he had to wrap Ate in his snuggle bag and carry him home eight blocks. I am not a huge fan of the right time and the right place...

The right time and the right place did not also benefit my plan to have a girl's night out, Saturday night when I reminded Hun that he was away all week and the kids really, really, really missed him, and I missed my sanity.

When my friend called to let me know when she would pick me up, Hun did not grab the phone to let S. know that I had decided I really missed my adorable husband who was away all week and decided to stay home and hang with him. I did not have to wrestle the phone away to remedy this situation and confirm that I was indeed joining the ladies.

This is so NOT another shout out to the friend with the cast iron skillet that comes complete with self-dispensing Crisco, seriously I live and learn.

I will not also shout out to the friend with the lemon colored PT cruiser (that does not still have my legs which attached themselves to the dashboard).

As well as the woman who apparently has a "Botanist" for a husband

and,

certainly not the friend who pleaded to see an Oscar worthy movie that included such memorable scenes as

"fun with armpit shaving"

"how to beat up yo Mama"

"how to make eyeglasses from the '70's look fashionable"

"and why peeing in a cup may actually be the defining moment that wins you an Oscar".

Way to go Anne Hathaway!!! I want my 10 bucks back.

This was not at all an incredibly dramatic, suspenseful, comedic, thrilling week.

I think my week could so not win an Oscar.

How not Oscar Worthy was your week?