I’m known for my balance, and have no clumsy bone in my body, which is why I felt so sorry for the poor girl who slipped on a wet spot in the middle of the hallway on Friday and had to catch herself in front of 100 middle schoolers. So glad it was not me! How embarrassing!

I’m glad it wasn’t me who was so lazy yesterday that instead of vacuuming, lit a candle instead!! Not me!
I’m so glad that it wasn’t me who went to a neighborhood block party and entered into a ladderball competition with Dale, a strange 26 year old who become an immediate cling-on. Not me!
I’m so glad it wasn’t me that was reminded that all the garage sale CRAP from like 10 weeks ago is still in the garage because (whoever lives in my house) hasn’t made one effort to take it to Goodwill yet! That is SO LAZY!! Good thing it’s not me!
I’m glad it wasn’t me that admitted that the best song ever has been written and it lives in the form of…Party in the USA by Miley Cyrus. And I am furthermore glad that it wasn’t me that got caught singing it loudly in the kitchen with Janetter Parker into microphones (aka icing covered beaters). Not me!!
I’m glad it’s not me who doesn’t have anything awesome to put on her not me monday blog because she had the most interesting week ever!! I hate those boring blogs! Good thing it’s not me!