Not Me Monday

It's that time again. That time when I tell you all my dirty little secrets from the last seven days.

I did not absolutely LOVE Michigan. I did not think it was one of the most beautiful places I have seen. I did not enjoy being spoiled by Amy's mom while there. Living in the lap of luxury is not for me.

I did not fall down a hill, nearly into a creek, while filming footage of the land I don't want to buy in Michigan. I did not get this fall on film. That would be so embarrassing. Then in my confusion of the fall, I didn't subsequently record when I wanted to stop and stop when I wanted to record. That would mean I wouldn't have recorded anything that I wanted, and that I only got footage of my friends backside and the ceiling of the barn.

I did not book flights for Grace and I from Michigan to Kansas, and leave my beloved to drive 800 miles with four children by himself. Then relish in the fact that I was flying and avoiding all the misery. That would not be very nice.

When I booked those flights, I had to book round trip tickets. I didn't seriously consider returning to Michigan today, rather than driving home on Friday.

I didn't get an insanely good deal on an infrared sauna while in Kansas. I would never ask my beloved to set it up so I could try it out the night before we left for home. I would never gloat to my mommy about my cheap sauna, that would be mean. I would never tell her it was her fault she missed out. After all, it had been on craigslist for six weeks. That would be even meaner. I did not laugh hysterically when she said, "I don't love you very much right now."

I did not make my beloved drive all the way home with the kids by himself. I did not drive my grandma's truck all the way. That would be terrible. I am just not that way.

I was not an insanely proud mama this weekend when both my boys shot their first deer. I did not find myself going 75 in a 55 on the way to take pictures of the first one. I did not blame my speeding on the fact that I drove my grandma's truck home from Kansas. I would never say it was because it took much more pressure to get her truck to 55. I certainly would not do it again the next day, when I drove to take pictures of the second deer. I ALWAYS drive the speed limit.

See what else people are not doing over at Mck Mama's blog on this Not Me Monday.

Random Thoughts

Grace and I are leaving for Michigan in the morning. She is thrilled and excited. Me? Well, it is travel away from home. If you have been reading my blog for any length of time you know, travel is not one of my top ten favorite things.

Could someone save me from my self and come over and disconnect my internet? Or at least confirm that this (WARNING...there is a picture) is not what is on my eye. It's not...right???

Last but not least I leave you with a funny tale from my day. Richard says I should not tell you the child...so I won't. But, she is leaving for a trip in the morning :) Mostly this is for my mom and dad, they will get a kick out of it. The above unmentioned child comes into our room and asks, "Is water a liquid?" I quickly reply, "Well that depends on which state it is in. It is a liquid, but can also be a solid or a gas." She says, "Oh, that explains why I toot so much."

A Sad Day In My World

I am in mourning. Now I know some of you are not going to be able to relate to me on this, and that's OK, just bear with me. It is indeed a sad day for me. You see I love tacos. Really, they are my favorite food. A good breakfast taco is hard to find, even in South Texas. Now mediocre ones are all over town, but my tastes are much to refined for those. I want GOOD tacos. There is only one place in town that has them (in my opinion, and yes we have tried the all). My beloved eats at this place nearly every morning before work. I enjoy an occasional once a week or so treat. Well my dear friends all that has come to an end. Why you ask? Did they close down? Did they fail their health inspection? Are we running so low on funds that we can't afford a $1.98 breakfast taco? Alas, it is not any of the reasons. This is the reason:










This sign, and it is a HUGE sign, as been placed out in front of said establishment. My beloved quickly informed me we would not be eating there anymore. He spoke with the owner this morning and let him know our long standing relationship has come to an end. I didn't even get one last bacon, potato, egg, and cheese lovey to say goodbye.

Now of course this family has the right to vote for whom ever they choose. We do not love them any less because they are deceived. We simply cannot be seen eating in an establishment that wants to post their political views, which are so contrary to our own...at their place of business.

Not only that, but I am seriously confused as to why this man, who is Catholic, would even consider voting for this man, solely based on his pro-abortion stance. Not to mention that small businesses like his own are going to suffer under an Obama presidency. Doesn't he know this?

Well, our meagerly business loss may not mean much to them, and that is OK. Our conviction stands firm...even if it means I must suffer the loss of taco goodness.