| Not Me Monday | Confessions of a Not So Modest Mommy

I can't even tell you the last time I participated in a Not Me Monday. Probably the last time I had a good night sleep? Maybe longer. I really want to keep up with this blogging but my kids are hell bent against it. I blame them. For everything. That's a whole other blog post. Today I am going to jump back into the Not Me Monday pool. I have some confessing I need to do.

I, alone, did NOT consume 2 jars of Nutella in a 7 day period with only a little bit of help from Josslyn. No, because if I had, it would have made me extremely gassy, and well, I don't do that. So, at the risk of being improper and unlady like, I decided that giving my husband grounds for divorce was not something I wanted to do. Nutella out, husband in.



I did NOT become obsessed addicted to an iPhone app called Angry Birds. Not possible. I am a mother of three. There is no way I have time to talk on my iPhone, let alone play a silly game where I sling shot birds at pigs to extinguish them. So, if you think I spent 4 hours in the car yesterday playing this game you are WRONG. I was way too busy engaging in conversations with my husband to have time to mess with this silly app.



I have a mild major addiction to Matilda Jane clothing but Josslyn has way too many clothes. So I did NOT order her a single item from the new Hammond Bay line three months in a row. She doesn't need it. If I had it would all just be piled up on her dresser because she doesn't have a single space for it in her closet. So, I fought the urge to buy her the cutest lavender tank dress and green striped ruffle leggings. She doesn't need them or the 15 other things I bought wanted.




I really dislike driving, but my husband finally caved and bought me a new car. Out of the goodness of his heart and not because I nagged, cried, and bitched moaned about how much I hated our old car. I would not do that.

I am above complaining.

So when my husband decided to buy me a beautiful white 2010 Chevy Traverse with captains chairs in the 2nd row so my 2 crazy adorable littles can't touch each other will have space of their own it was because he just knew without me even having to tell him how much I would love a car like that. He's the best and I do not deserve him. Really, I don't.


Ahhhhh, that feels so good to get off my chest...