Tasha Goes Blue: Not Me! Mother’s Day
In the spirit of MckMama’s Not Me! Monday (which I knew we all love and enjoy!). I thought I’d do my own Not Me! Mother’s Day rendition. We celebrated Mother’s Day early at our house since my husband will be out of town this weekend. It was…quaint…
I did not get waken up from my one morning of “sleeping in” bestowed upon me by my husband. He did not then explain that while he wanted me to sleep in…there was something terribly wrong with the pancakes.
I did not then have to correct his mistake and add three or four cups of milk and God knows how many eggs to the EIGHT cups of flour that he used to make pancakes. I also did not kiss him on the cheek for trying to make them from scratch…just the way I would.
I did not gag down the “omelet” my darling husband made just for me while he enjoyed his thoroughly cooked one that I made for him (I just could NOT watch him do it twice!!) I did not then give the rest to the dog when he wasn’t looking…who would do that, anyway?!
I did not then spend half of my precious “quite time” while the boys were all outside updating my Twitter account and chatting online with fellow Mommies. That would be a complete waste of time and I certainly would not waste time.
I did not then promptly fall asleep while reading a book all comfy cozy in bed. I did, after all, “sleep in” that morning.
I did not give the dog a trim and a bath either. I mean, who would do actual work during their pretend Mother’s Day quiet time? Not me! I did not actually enjoy the dog grooming event of the day without six little hands “helping me”.
I did not eat a cheeseburger, fries and a chocolate milkshake from the local burger joint because I didn’t feel like getting dressed and going out to dinner somewhere proper. That would be lazy and borderline disgusting and I am neither of those things!
I did not insist that my husband (bless his heart) do the baths, the stories, the teeth brushing and put all of the kids to bed by himself. That is pure torture and I would never inflict such cruelty on a man I love so dearly!
And lastly, I did not have one of the very best Mother’s Days ever. That would mean I am way too easy to please…and it would not be good for my reputation if that got out around here!!
