Welcome to Not Me! Monday, a blog carnival started by MckMama.
First off, I must tell you, my main motivation of writing this post is not because I have a chance to win a prize. Nope, it is just because I want to share from the bottom of my heart my not me! moments. Here it goes…
I did not forget to compensate for my new short hair and burn my finger on my hot Chi straightener. I bet that would hurt and leave a nice mark!!
I am not so directionally challenged that it took me a few days to figure out my way around the apartment complex in which Ryan and Nour reside. Nope, not me!
I did not for a teeny tiny second pretend that I lived in Nour’s apartment and thus lived just a few floors away from Ryan. Ahhh… a few floors versus a few states.
That isn’t me who, despite wearing three scarves, two pairs of gloves, a hat that covered my ears, two long sleeve shirts (one being a turtleneck), a coat, jeans, boots, long socks, with two blankets on top… (at Ryan’s ultimate tournament) still felt like an ice cube!
And it does not make me want to beg Ryan to pleaaaase move to Florida with me. Or (not desperate enough to say) just anywhere warm!
I’m a good girlfriend, and thus it’s not me who still hasn’t bought Ryan his September 14th birthday presents! It’s October 19th today, FYI procrasinator-for-a-girlfriend.
It wasn’t me who got sooo excited/anxious/nervous/happy about seeing Ryan that it messed with my digestive system all weekend long! Nope, not me.
Ryan is not a brat who won’t cooperate and smile at the right time so we can get a good picture.
I do still love him dearly though.