
There is no way that I spent my entire day on Thursday cleaning. I definitely wouldn't do that for some unknown potential buyer who wanted to see the house. Nope, not me! They can take me as they find me, for sure.
And I definitely didn't take my two big boys shopping for sandals and other summer gear during our pseudo-naptime this weekend. I would never do anything so rash. And I certainly wasn't so pleasantly surprised at how the shopping expedition went, that I decided to drag them into B&B Works to get some soap.
I certainly didn't buy not one, but two bunches of fresh spinach this weekend at the farmers' market. Uh-uh! Because I am definitely not a recovering picky eater, and I didn't really enjoy the spinach that I sauteed last week, at all. I could never like spinach!
Speaking of food, I absolutely never apologize to the roasting chicken when I stick my hand up its...whatever. Certainly not every time...nope, not me! Why should it feel like a violation of the chicken's person? I mean, that's just silly.
And I definitely don't think I'll never be a vegetarian, unless the Lord sends Gabriel himself to make the request....
4 comments:
You may apologize to the chicken, but at least you bring yourself to cook it. I just can't do more than a boneless skinless breast, the bones freak me out!
Ha HA HA LOL! I definitely did NOT chuckle to myself when I read this. Apologizing to the chicken is funny because I think we all think the same, how humiliating for the poor ol' bird.
Yeahhh!!! Not me Mondays are back, thanks Mindy. I missed them!
Too funny! Poor violated chickens.
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