Not me Monday: being a dork, cravings, and cutting my own hair

Possible alternate title: Who ate all my chips and Salsa?!



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.

First let me say that was not me being a dork at Wal-mart recreating a photo I saw on the True Blood facebook page.



I was not also the other dork wearing a "hello my name is..." sticker on my belly at young married cafe at the Rock Church. My husband had not taken an extra sticker and put "baby" on it then proceed to stick it on my belly. -People who knew us thought it was cute and congratulated us and we even found out someone we knew was pregnant. People who didn't know us would point it out to others like we weren't standing right there, but not say anything to us.



I did not give in to pregnancy cravings this week. Otherwise I would have eaten sushi (which I did not.) Or I'd do something silly like eat a whole jar of salsa and whole bag of chips in two sittings. And yesterday I wouldn't have drank half a small red bull.

And speaking of chips and salsa and since I haven't blogged in awhile, last week I didn't go to taco Tuesday with my neighbors. I wouldn't have thrown a fit about having to sit in the bar area, sitting practically on top of Jaqlyn since our table was too small and in a sour mood because someone was hogging the chips and salsa. Which is not in my opinion the whole reason you go eat at a Mexican restaurant. Or at the very least the best reason.

If I had indeed done this I would have pleaded morning sickness and hormone levels at an all time high.

I am not looking forward to my next hair cut because this week I did not attempt to cut my own bangs. With all my training in hair cutting I would have angled them perfectly and cut only hair that was my bangs and not surrounding hair. Instead of one perfect angle I had my first snip, I have small chunk, medium chunk, then little angle, with long pieces mixed in. They look okay from far away but chunk together in their same lengths as the day wears on.