Yo, it's me, Mama M...(really it is...but maybe I should say, "it's not"...since this is "Not Me! Monday", and all...), and it is not me who was not going to do a Not Me! Monday post with MckMama and gang.
Sometimes I think I participate entirely, too much in blog carnivals. But, that's beside the point...or not...since it's why I wasn't going to NMM?!
Anywho...I was not the frazzled mother of the screaming gi...no, scratch that...screeching girl in the middle of Macy's today...and Kohls...and Target...Bath and Body Works...American Eagle...Macy's again...multiple bathrooms, and also, JCPenney. Nope...wasn't me... you can't prove it.
So, if that mother was not me...then it certainly wasn't me who wanted to sell my children to the highest bidder...no, again...scratch that...I'd've paid someone to take 'em. Unfortunately...I'm afraid that all the money in the world wouldn't have been enough to offer someone...once they got a peek at the two hooligans I wasn't cartin' around.
I am not so utterly exhausted from not being that mother, that I sooooo didn't want to just plunge myself into an entirely too hot bubble bath...however, Calgon wouldn't be nearly enough to "take me away" today.
And now...I do not sit here, with a smile on my face, and a softening in my heart...as I listen baby belly laughs and soak in warm baby snuggles. Nope...certainly couldn't be me...Mama Cruella DeVille.