Showing posts with label garage sale. Show all posts
Showing posts with label garage sale. Show all posts

Monday, August 17, 2009

Not Me! Monday

It's time once again for Not Me! Monday. Well, let's see how fast I can crank this one out!

On Tuesday, my sister Becky came with her 4 kids. We went to town and I did not decide to get my hair chopped, even though I'd just gotten 4 inches taken off a month ago. Nope, I'm totally brave enough to get 8-9 inches cut off at one time, and I would never waste money to cut my hair twice in a month.

While doing the garage sale thing this week, I absolutely did not buy more children's books. Especially since I have 2 completely jammed shelves in my preschool room and countless more in totes at home, there is for sure, without a doubt, definitely not a chance in this world that I would buy more!

Since it was so hot this week, although not Kansas City hot, my sister and I took the kids to the beach one afternoon. Knowing the icky feeling my hair has after swimming, I surely went straight home and took a shower and washed my hair. Right? Yeah, that's definitely what I did. What I didn't do is wait until 2 days later to wash it. Because that would be gross. And I wouldn't want to be gross, would I?

On Thursday, I did not make a spontaneous decision to buy a new fish at the pet store. Flippy, the fish in my preschool room, has been lonely since his buddy Rainbow died before the end of the school year. So, I was not feeling sorry for him and finally gave in to get him a companion. Now here's hoping he doesn't get ick.... but that's another story.

This week I did not have a crazy idea and email MckMama about it. Knowing how busy she is, I was not completely shocked when she emailed me back 2 days later! What was it??? Oh, you'll just have to wait for the timing to be right for her. She's kinda busy right now!

Since today is the first day I can sew uninterrupted since a month ago, I am not sitting at the computer catching up on blogs, seeing what's happening with all my online friends, reading/writing emails and blog posts... Nope, I'm being totally frugal with my time and making every minute count!

Well, if you're wasting time goal-oriented like I am, check out MckMama's blog. There are a bunch of people there who are not time-conscientious. Happy Monday everyone! How long do you think it took me to write this post?

Monday, July 13, 2009

Not Me Monday


Once again, a week has slipped by and I haven't blogged. At least it means I'm out doing things that will give me plenty of "writable moments" for Not Me Monday! Go to MckMama's blog to see what other people have not done this week!

One day this week, I was craving macaroni and cheese, so I decided to make some. After I drained the noodles, I went to the fridge to get the milk. I did not see an empty shelf where the milk was supposed to be. Hmmmmm.... now what do I do? After weighing the options for a couple minutes, I did not get out the can of whipped cream. Hey, it's a dairy product, right? The basic ingredient is from a cow, like milk is. But when I saw that the can read "sweetened," I decided that wasn't the best option. So, I opted for choice #2. I did not take the recently-drained noodles and put water in the pan to mix with the cheese. I guess it worked fine, although it didn't taste quite right. Oh well. I learned a lesson. Check the fridge before you cook the noodles.

Because I literally have fabric coming out of my ears, when I was tempted to go to Blackduck this week, there is no way that I gave in to that temptation. No, I have way more self control than that. Upon my arrival--you know, if I had gone--I got out of the car and slammed the door and was surprised to see the back hatch of my car bounce. That's weird, I thought. So I went to the back and attempted to lift the hatch, and of course, it opened easily. I did not have a sudden revelation that the last time I had opened it was 2 weeks ago while hitting some garage sales. So, I did not drive around with my back hatch opened for 2 weeks.

On my return trip from Blackduck (wait, I didn't go there, did I?), I did not have to swerve to avoid hitting two small baby raccoons, in the middle of the day. From what I could see at 55 mph, they were really adorable. And of course, I did not leave my camera (Mylo) at home that day! Ahhh, when will I learn?

My garage sale find for this week was a pile of Mailbox Magazines, a preschool idea magazine. I was so excited to find them, and for a great price. After closer reading, I saw that there are additional ideas and patterns available online. Since I don't subscribe to the magazine, these aren't available to me. Hmmmm... the lady didn't remove her address labels. I did not compose and mail a letter to the lady, asking her if it would be okay for me to login with her information from the mailing label. I did not receive a phone call from her the very next day. Her answer? Absolutely, go ahead and use my information and I hope your year of teaching goes great. I was so super excited and can't wait to use some of the ideas I found!

Well, that about wraps up this edition of Not Me Monday. Since I'll be gone camping for the week with my family, I'm sure I'll have much more to write about next Monday. Have a great week everyone!

Monday, June 22, 2009

Not Me! Monday


Wow, it's time for Not Me! Monday already. Check out MckMama's blog--she's the very creative, incredibly fun creator of this "therapy" where you can be brutally honest about things you'd otherwise not care to admit.

Let the therapy begin!

Last week, I did not completely neglect to post a Not Me! Monday. Believe me, you would have been bored, because there really was nothing to write about anyway. As opposed to this post... or this one....

Everywhere I look there are signs of summer. Students (and teachers) enjoying vacation, swimsuit-clad beach-goers, sunburned faces, convertibles... Oh, speaking of convertibles... Pulling in to a parking spot at Wal-Mart, I saw a red Mustang convertible. As I gathered my list, I saw a lady walking toward the convertible. Now you must understand that on this beautiful summer day, of course the top was down. As she approached the door and tried the handle, it appeared that the door was locked. My first thought was Your car doesn't have a roof. Why do you need to lock the door? Obviously I must have missed something. Either that or I've never had the need to lock MY car, let alone a convertible. Anyway, as these thought were going through my head, this lady did not open her purse and begin to dig around for her... KEYS! Ummm... couldn't you just reach over the door and hit the lock button? Needless to say, I got a few laughs about this one!

On Wednesday, I did not hit the garage sales. Wow, what great deals I found! I mean, didn't find, because I didn't go to any sales, right? Most of my purchases were not toys. I guess I'm in my second childhood!

This week I absolutely, definitely did not opt to take the flannel sheets off my bed and move on to "normal" sheets. I did not have to make this decision because there is no way on earth that I would have even had flannel sheets on my bed in June. Nope, not me!

Saturday was not the hottest day we've had this summer. I did not see 87 degrees on the thermometer. On such a lovely say, I did not spend a good chunk of the day at school, packing up my stuff. How much did I pack up? You will not see a picture if you click here.

Ever had a moment when you wish you had a camera? Or had the camera but wish you were not sitting at a stoplight, only to see a blog-worthy photo opportunity drive away from you? It seems like everywhere you look, you can see those magnetic ribbons on cars--the ones that started with Support the Troops, but now you can find ribbons for almost anything. I usually ignore them, but for some reason this one caught my eye. I did not do a double take as I read THIS bumper sticker...


Are people really that desperate to find things to stick on their cars?

Well, there you have it... a few things that did not happen this week. Join the fun next Monday! You'll be glad you did!

Monday, June 1, 2009

Not Me! Monday

It's time again for Not Me! Monday. This fun, addictive, super-therapeutic blog carnival was created by MckMama. Check out her blog to see what she and everyone else have not done this week.

First of all, it has not been 2 weeks since I posted a Not Me! But, since last Monday was Memorial Day, I guess it was okay not to post that day. I was not so completely busy last week working on school videos that I didn't have time to do much else last week.

On Wednesday, the last day of preschool this year, we had a family potluck dinner. There were almost 40 people there that night. The previous week, I had asked the students what song they would want to perform for their parents, grandparents, etc. Without blinking an eye, they unanimously chimed in "Bear Hunt." So we set up the chairs and tables... everything was perfect. That night as the kids were performing the song, parents, grandparents, siblings, and friends watched them with smiles on their faces. So far so good. As they "climbed the tree" (AKA Little Tykes picnic table) to look for the bear, I did not see the table buckle under their weight and start to collapse. Yeah, sure, we've done this ALL year long with no problems and the one time their parents are around, they see their children in a dangerous situation--a table collapsing underneath them. Well, no one was hurt and the kids just laughed.

On my last day of school, there is no way I would have let my students goof off most of the day. We already cancelled school for Friday, so how could I in good conscience let them play on Thursday also? Well, it actually was fairly easy! Being the "mean" teacher I am, I did not go to Walmart and buy big bubble wands for my junior and senior high students. After I did not bring them to the Mexican restaurant for lunch (no, I really did not pay), I for sure did not let them "blow away" the afternoon. Nope, not me!
Saturday I was so excited to find some garage sales, since up until now, I've been in school when garage sales are usually happening. I searched the paper, found some potential sales, and headed out. All of the sales were not completely worthless and I was not driving around town for 30 minutes trying to find ONE sale, only to find out it was the wrong address in the ad. How annoying! There was something that did make my time more enjoyable (or at least blogworthy). Coming from a small, yet definitely classy, town, it would never be possible to see a person pushing a shopping cart down the road. That would not be something you could see in our upscale, rural neighborhood.

While the shopping cart was quite hilarious--wait a minute, what shopping cart? I did not say anything about a shopping cart, did I? Anyway, ahem, back to the present story... As I was not saying, the shopping cart was hilarious, but believe it or not, there was something better. During my quest for sales, I absolutely, positively, for sure did not see a road sign labeled "Toilet Town Road." Are you kidding me? A quick double take reassured me that I had read it correctly. Wow, that talk about our upscale, classy town? Well, that just went down the... you know... toilet. No pun intended.

Monday, May 4, 2009

Not Me! Monday

Well, it's time once again for Not Me! Monday. It is good to have MckMama back on board! Check out her blog to see what she and everyone else has not been up to this week. Wow, it's been a very busy week. It's a good thing I have not done anything stupid this week, so this post will not be rather short. Grab a cup of coffee and maybe some toothpicks to stay awake for this one.....

After my sister Erin returned home after her two-week visit in MN, I did not start wondering where the awful-smelling leather "not-candle" was hidden. If you missed the complete story, click here. I was told that it would appear sometime soon, in a normal activity, so I wasn't too worried about it. BIG MISTAKE! While going the routines of a normal Tuesday--school, meetings, prep for preschool, buying gas.... WAIT A MINUTE! HOLD ON! Here's where I did not nearly freak out and get sent to the mental institution. As I opened the door to my gas tank on my car, I did not feel something stuck inside, and when seeing something duck-taped in there, I did not have thoughts such as Do I hear a ticking noise? Who would put something in a gas tank... unless they're going to blow it up!!! AAAHHHH! It's a bomb. I'm gonna die! The entire town will go up in smoke once the gas station explodes! Uh, what?!?! It's the stupid candle?!?!? Oh, Erin's gonna die! Once I regained my composure--about two seconds later--I did not call Erin and say, "You are such a FREAK!" She did not start laughing immediately because she knew exactly what I was talking about. Oh, but the paybacks are sweet, let me tell you! Just wait, little sister!

Because of the busy social life I do not have, this week I did not have something going on 4 nights; therefore, I did not realize at the end of the week that I'd eaten at Subway 3 times. In a town of less than 10,000 people we do not have 3 Subways, and I did not visit all three of them this week.

Being somewhat sick of Subway after my 3 visits, I did not choose to get a ham and cheese from Arby's. As I pulled up to the drive-thru window, I did not realize that I had left my wallet at home. I did not drive away from Arby's with a hungry stomach and I was not reminded of my stupidity all night as my tummy rumbled until I got home to eat something.

With excitement rushing through my veins in anticipation of a "girls night out" to watch a movie, I was not hurrying through Wal-Mart trying to find a snack to share. After picking up mozzarella bites and pizza dipping sauce, I was not leisurely browsing through the store when I hear a loud shattering sound. Glancing around, I definitely did not realize that the sound came from my cart, and when I looked down, I absolutely did not find a jar of pizza sauce smashed to smithereens on the floor. Not feeling like Urkel, I did not immediately think Did I do that? The proof was not in the splattering of sauce all over the legs of my jeans.... and we will not even talk about my white tennis shoes that did not have red accents. After checking to make sure no one saw this incident, I did not walk around for a few minutes, trying to find someone to clean it up--okay, I was really trying to convice myself to do so. As I was not arguing with myself, I did not hear a kind voice over the pager Can I get a member of maintenance to Men & Boys for a clean-up. (I was in the aisle between the fitting rooms and the boys' department.) I did not give up shopping for the rest of my things because I did not see pizza sauce footprints following me through the store.....

Could it be the Subway food? I did not stay up until 1:30 AM three nights this week. Hmmm... Subway 3 times.... late night 3 times.... Is there a connection?

On our last night of Cubbies, you can be certain that I would never think of giving ice cream sandwiches to preschoolers right before sending them home to their parents. That would be too cruel for Mom and Dad, so that's something I for sure did not do.

I did not kick off my garage sale season by travelling 30 miles with a friend to every garage sale seeker's dream. We did not find an entire arena filled with clothes, shoes, books, knick-knacks, plants, furniture, etc. I did not smirk when I saw that they had a concession area, and not just a couple tables. We're talkin' a small cafeteria! My first impression of amazement was not outdone by the booming voice I heard over the loudspeaker. Really, a loudspeaker? That's gotta be a new one! I did not come out of there with 6 bags of stuff, having spent only 5 dollars. I did not consider finding a 2010 calendar and marking the date for their next sale!

I am not proud to say I'll be number 818 or rather 819 to link my post on MckMama's blog!

Chances are, if you've been around for a while, you are already familiar with Not Me! Monday. If, however, you're a newcomer, check out MckMama's blog and enjoy the other brutally honest people who have done some stuff they're less than proud of, but have lived to tell about it!