This most certainly did NOT happen!!!

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.

It is time to confess...those silly little things that most certainly did NOT happen in the NUT house...

I did NOT lose my little notebook that I had sitting by my bed so that I could remember what little tid-bits happened during the week so I would have a few little "gems" to post on Not Me Monday!

I did NOT fully intend to skip posting a Not Me! Monday list because I could not remember anything that happened this week.

My memory did NOT kick in at dinner tonight when I told the story of going to pick Allie up from school this week on Thurs. I was running a couple of minutes early and thought Yeah! This is a first! I'm NEVER early!! I did NOT proceed to drive to the gym (where the girls spend 4 days a week), park my car and then realize that I drive there so much that my car was on autopilot. I then did NOT turn around and drive to the church to get Al and ended up being 2 minutes late, ruining any chance of breaking my "late" streak.

The following conversation absolutely, positively DID NOT happen around our dinner table tonight, prompting my return to Not Me! Monday. And I am NOT posting this especially for my sisters who I'm sure can imagine this exact conversation and any and all facial expressions that occurred during said conversation.... keep in mind that the fab four and I live with Meme and Poppy...(a.k.a.- Mom and Dad (mine-) Dad...talking about something, I can't remember exactly what, that isn't important..."la-la-la-de-dah.."....knock on wood."

Mom: "Where do you think that expression came from? Knock on wood?"

Dad: "Well, I'm sure I don't know"

Mom: " Well, what do you suppose they knocked on?"

Dad and I look at each other for a split second, incredulously (is that a word?).

Dad: "Well, wood!"

I certainly DID NOT break into gales of laughter, NOT laughing so hard that I could NOT hardly breathe, and I DID NOT look at my father who was NOT laughing so hard that he was NOT beet red. The children DID NOT laugh at their grandmother because I've raised them to be ultra respectful of their elders...my father and I DID NOT cry because we were NOT laughing so hard....when we could all breathe again we DID NOT look down the table at my mother who was just sitting there and DID NOT look amused (really! not amused one bit!!!)

So that's it...that's all I remember ...maybe I'll find my notebook this week or maybe NOT!

Take care everyone...Stay tuned, Love,S