Not Me Monday

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I am not totally super psyched for my upcoming craft weekend. Thursday. Friday. Saturday. Three days of non-stop crafting. In preparation for this weekend, I did not visit Wal-Mart and make another fabric purchase. You know, just in case I don't have enough fabric as it is. And of course, the lady cutting the fabric did not ask, "Are you making more purses?" Shortly thereafter, another associate approached the table and asked the same question. Yes, the ladies at Wal-Mart know that I make purses. Usually I spend money at Wal-Mart, but this trip did not have a money-making opportunity. One of the associates did not approach me, asking, "Do you make purses for people? If I bought fabric, would you make me a couple?" Ummmm... sure!

Today she did not call me and I do not have orders for two purses!



My fish tank at school had stared at me long enough. It was time for a good cleaning! So, on Sunday while I was at school working on plans for the week, I decided to bite the bullet and get it done. Things were going remarkable well, as I scrubbed the tank, changed the filter, and drained the water. Wait a minute... something doesn't sound right. As I looked toward the sink, I did not see the water draining not into the sink, but rather onto the FLOOR! Oops! Fortunately I caught in quickly and not too much water soaked the floor.

And finally, the story you all my sister has been waiting for... the truth about my toe. It was a dark and stormy night... Okay, not really. It's not at all that glamorous. I was getting ready to head to bed. Just needed to put my socks in the laundry basket. The socks still on my feet, that is. No problem. I'll just slip them off and kick them into the laundry basket as I've done hundreds of times before. Right sock off and in basket. Success. Left sock off and... OUCH!



I did not bring my foot into full contact with the door jamb in my attempt to kick my sock into the laundry basket. Please take my advice and do not try this at home, or any other place for that matter.

So, another Monday has come and gone. Join the fun next week!

It's a First...

That's right. I have not broken a bone in my life. Well, until now. I tend to prefer muscles and tendons, as you can read about here.

Of course there's a little disappointment that the story doesn't include something more exciting... a courageous rescue, a struggle with the elements outside... anything.

Believe me, it was nothing like that.

I may just leave it up to your imagination to create a story in your mind. It would definitely be more interesting that what actually happened! And maybe someday I'll tell you "the rest of the story."

Not Me! Monday

This blog carnival was created by MckMama. Head on over to her blog to join in on the fun and read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week!

This week I definitely did not take off 2 days from school so I could go to a ladies craft retreat for 3 days. And at this retreat that I did not go to, I for sure would not have been the one to stay up until 3:00 a.m. to finish 3 quilts (which were Christmas presents from 2007).

It definitely was not me who was planning to stay at church for 12 hours on Sunday, first for church, then worship team practice, then planning for preschool. It could not have been me who, while walking (only walking, people!), heard a terrible ripping/tearing/snapping sound and realized I can't walk. Nope, I did not have knife-stabbing pain searing through my left calf, causing me not to be able to walk. And I for sure did not almost faint from the pain. Since all of this did not happen to me, I'm wondering why I'm sitting here in the recliner at 11:11 a.m. on a Monday, with the pain in my leg almost more than I can bear. It must be a bad dream or something.

Yesterday I did not have my first wheelchair ride.

It for sure wasn't me who crawled around the house when needing to get to the bathroom. And I did not realize that I would probably lose a crawing contest with my nephews. How do they do it? Hurts the knees like crazy!

After a few agonizing minutes in the shower this morning, I absolutely for sure did not put on a 2 inch heeled shoe, because I can't stand flat on my left foot. I was not limping around the house in a bathrobe and one heeled shoe. How's that for a fashion statement?

I did not contemplate the Bible verse that says something to the effect that if your leg offends you, cut it off. Hmmmmmm.... what kind of knife would I use for that?

Well, that's about all for this Monday. I am not counting the hours till I go to the orthopedic clinic to see what in the world is wrong with my leg. I'll keep you posted. (I just realized that is kind of a pun... and I'm not even on painkillers-yet!)