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.

I have NOT been wearing my Hubs' deodorant for the past two weeks because I kept forgetting to pick up my own deodorant on my many, many trips to Target. Not Me!

The kids and I did NOT sleep in until 11:00 am today. Doing so would be extremely lazy and sloth-like, which we are NOT! I also did NOT, upon waking up and discovering that it was lunchtime, consider the fact that we would be having a hectic schedule this week and declare this week to be SPRING BREAK one week early. Not Me!

I also did NOT almost forget about Shaun's physical therapy this afternoon. Therefore, I did NOT rush the children through their lunch and gently scream at them to brush their teeth and get dressed. And I most certainly did NOT tell Jordan to put on a pair of very dirty socks because they were the only ones he could find. Not Me!

And finally...I did NOT allow my children to watch New Moon. After I DIDN'T do this, I did NOT witness Shaun skulking around the house with a tortured expression on his face (aka Edward) and Jordan roaring around on all fours informing everyone that he was a wolf (aka Jacob). And I am definitely NOT such a Twihard that I found this behavior cute instead of greatly disturbing.

Forks

And no, Twihards, I'm not referring to Forks, Washington :)

I'm talking about forks. Or rather, swords. You know. What Jordan uses when he's pretending to be Raph. Ahem. As is "Rapheal", the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.

Unfortunately, I'm being serious.

He found some plastic white forks the other day and has been using them as his weapons ever since. He even managed to sneak a pair of them into church for Easter rehearsal yesterday. I was forced to bribe him with ice cream in order to convince him to throw them away. Thankfully, he only uses his swords in battles with pretend villains. So far, no ones been hurt!

I took this picture of him today. You can't tell, but he's not wearing any pants. The reason, if you're curious, is because "Ninjan turtles don't wear pants".


Aside from the obvious hilarity of this photo, I'm also amused by the way Jordan pronounced "Ninja" as "Ninjan". Why? Because its the same way my baby cousins (who are 24 years old now!) pronounced it when we would play Turtles together as children. And, if you look closely, you'll notice that one of Jordan's swords is missing a prong. Shredder must have gotten ahold of it.

Young Chef's Academy

Last week, Shaun and I went on Field Trip. Just the two of us, along with about 20 or so of our homeschooled friends and their moms. We had a blast at the Young Chef's Academy. Shaun had a great time once he got over the fact that he had to sit at the "girls" table. (We were a few minutes late, and he had to take the only seat left!) I actually felt a little guilty for leaving Jordan with a sitter. He would have loved it, too. We'll definitely be planning a return trip this summer, so he can have a turn. Here are some pictures from the day.

Mixing some flour



Chef Jan


Kneading practice

The finished product. Loving the quality of pictures my cell phone produces!


And afterward, we walked right next door with some friends to Whole Foods Market. I LOVE this grocery store, and go whenever I get a chance. I love the way it smells in there! Here is a picture of Shaun with some of the Dye children. We are so blessed to have recently formed a friendship with this wonderful family. As you can see, our children were slightly less than thrilled with the aromas of Whole Foods Market.


Good times! Good, good times!

Attacks

Satan's attacks. I'm tired of them. Especially his attacks on marriage. Just today, I heard news that 3 couples I know are either separating or divorcing. Three! In one day. And these are Christian couples, too. Each couple currently has or is expecting children. And their marriages are ending.

Its late. After midnight. And I've had a long day, so forgive me if this is jumbled and random and full of grammatical errors. But I have to write, because I'm mad. Fuming MAD at the devil. I. Hate. Him. I hate what he's doing to marriages.

The three couples I know? They're as different as night and day. They come from different steps on the social ladder. They are different ages. Have different interests. They do have one thing in common, though. The issue behind each separation is pornography. Yup. The big "P" word. I know, I know. These are Christians! Christians don't struggle with porn! Wrong!

A few weeks ago, I found one of those "read through the Bible" programs. This one goes through the Bible chronologically. I'm currently reading in Job. I read this passage earlier in the week. Job 1:6-7 from The Message Bible:

One day, when the angels came to report to God, Satan, who was the Designated Accuser, came along with them. God singled out Satan and said, "What have you been up to"? Satan answered God, "Going here and there, checking things out on earth".

Wow. Did you hear that? Satan is here...where WE are...checking things out. Checking US out! He knows our weaknesses. Our strengths. Our addictions. He hates marriage. He's out to destroy it. And he's using pornography to accomplish this goal.

I'm going to be completely honest. About 8 years ago, Chris and I struggled with this in our marriage. I know how this can rip a couple apart. The anger. The hurt. The distrust. Thank God, He delivered us from this and healed our marriage. It was hard. Touch and go for awhile. But we made it.

Anyway. I'm mad. I'm mad at the men (and women) who do this and think it doesn't affect their relationships. I'm mad at the devil, who took something meant for GOOD and twisted it into something sinful. I'm just plain mad.

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.

In my effort to save money, I did NOT pay five dollars for a student to cut my hair at a cosmetology school. Said haircut did NOT look exactly what it was...a five dollar haircut. After a few days of enduring "helmet head" comments from my family, I did NOT go get my hair cut again at a "real" hair salon. I was so pleased with the new results that I did NOT decide that I'm never going anywhere else to get my hair done. Not Me!

I realize that there are REAL problems going on in the universe, and my hair did NOT occupy all of my thoughts for the past week. I'm definitely NOT that self-absorbed. NOT ME!

Therefore, I do NOT have absolutely nothing else to write about this week.

Oh, I just remembered something. While visiting with my sister, my completely potty-trained 4 year old did NOT have an accident. Since I'm always prepared for any situation, I did NOT neglect to pack a bag for him with some extra clothes. Therefore, I did NOT dress my son in a pair of his female cousins bootcut jeans so that we could go to the park. This is NOT the second time I've had to do this. I did NOT feel at all badly about this and I also was NOT jokingly accused of trying to raise a "gender-neutral" child. Not Me!

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.

Hmm. This week must NOT have been extremely boring and mundane, since I can't really seem to think of any good NOT ME'S. But, I'll give it a try anyway.

I did NOT get to take a two hour Sunday afternoon nap yesterday. And it was NOT as wonderful and amazing as I remembered Sunday afternoon naps to be.

While at a marriage conference over the weekend, my Hubs and I did NOT agree to go on a 7 Day Sex Challenge. I am NOT turning a little red as a type this- I'm a married woman, after all!

I am NOT getting extremely sick of all this cold weather. Not being able to get outside in the sunshine is NOT causing me to seriously consider calling up the doctor and asking for some Zoloft. That being said, I did NOT wake up this morning and check the Weather Channel application on my phone first thing, before I even got out of bed. And I was not deliriously happy to see that next weeks weather is looking a lot warmer...highs in the upper fifties!

I am NOT determined to accomplish all of our homeschool goals this week. This is NOT such a big deal because we're on top of things and always accomplish our goals. Ahem. Or something like that.

I did NOT decide that our family needs to invest in a housekeeper. Chris did NOT agree with me and tell me to start making some calls to find someone. Then, we did NOT both change our minds when we visited some friends last night, reasoning that if the D family can manage to keep things reasonably orderly and homeschool all of their seven children, I should not have any trouble doing the same for our family of four. Sigh.

Have a blessed week!