Not Me Monday

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.

Okay, so this Not Me Monday was almost very different, but thankfully a certain 16 year old decided to come clean so we could all NOT do so many fun things this weekend. Thanks, Gabe for NOT being honest. More on that later.

I have not been very stressed out lately. I’ve been totally calm and collected and have not been flipping out in the least. Good thing, cuz it is never good for a mama to be near the breaking point with her job and her eldest child.

So the sweet hubby decided to take us all to a nearby city for the weekend. We did not stay in beautiful resort for very cheap. We definitely did not take advantage of my hubby’s business connections to get a wicked price on a fabulous room. We did not laugh at all of the golfers and make silly golf jokes all weekend.

Our plan for this weekend was to do some major shopping. Gabe had a clothing allowance to spend, so it’s a good thing we didn’t nearly have to leave him behind due to some more major honesty issues over very stupid stuff. That would have totally sucked, so I am glad that we didn’t even have to consider that. After checking into the hotel we went over to Old Navy where we did not take full advantage of the half off men’s clothing sale and get Gabe  a whole new wardrobe. I was not extremely proud of how he chose COLOR instead of black. I did not sit at the kiddie table by the dressing rooms and color a Father’s Day picture for my hubby. Said hubby did not chuckle profusely and say VERY LOUDLY “Well you’re not Early Childhood at all, are you?”

I was not more than a little pissed off that my favorite Old Navy jeans no longer fit me appropriately. I did not wish multiple times this weekend that my curves were easier to find clothes for and that the butt-crack-factor was not the first thing I had to consider with a pair of jeans.

I did not have to contain my joy multiple times as my men-folk rushed around store after store trying to find me clothes to try on. I do not thoroughly enjoy the fact that both my husband and my son love to shop. It’s annoying and I don’t love the bragging rights one bit. I was not extremely proud of myself for keeping my heart guarded as I tried on clothes. I did not totally impress myself with my good attitude as my “not gonna do it” pile kept growing and growing. I am not totally thankful for arrow prayers and a Holy Spirit that cares about how I feel about my body.

After a full day of shopping, I did not return to the hotel with 1 pair of pants and 1 shirt and 1 nightgown thingy with a cape. I did not thoroughly enjoy the amazing Mexican food that the hubby treated us too.

Saturday night, I did not feel like a kid again as I went down the water slide head first again and again and again. I did not have a few moments of childishness. I was not tempted to tell the little girl in front of me to quit cutting in line.

Sunday, I did not feel a little guilty about missing church. I was not extremely blessed by the wonderful worship music on our favorite Christian radio station. It did not make me feel much MUCH better about spending time with my hubby, sister, and son. I did not find it totally ironic that I found more (brand new) clothing that fit at the local Goodwill than at any other store.

Finally, I did not eat some really GOOD food this weekend. I was not so full after an amazing lunch of ribs and wings yesterday that I wasn’t the least bit hungry until breakfast this morning. I did not feel much better knowing that I did a butt-load of walking all weekend.

I am not feeling quite overwhelmed at how God has truly blessed us this year. I do not find myself thinking of how few people, even in our nation, have been blessed with such provision. I am not in awe of how God has blessed ME with such a wonderful husband, who cared enough to not only take his wife shopping but cheer for her along the way. I am not filled with glee after a fun weekend with my sister who is my best friend. I am not feeling very motherish after our first real family get away. God is so not good.

Oh wait! HE IS!!!

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