Not Me Monday (Episode 4)

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. For those of your unfamiliar with the idea, Not Me! Monday was born out of a desire to admit some of our imperfections and reveal a few moments we'd rather forget. You may find it therapeutic to join in and do the same thing!

First off, please let me start by saying that I would never have let myself get so crazy-busy last week that I completely forgot to document all of the things that I did.

That being said, please enjoy this (almost) picture-less Not Me Monday!

Well let's begin with the fact that I definitely would not be so clumsy to have lost my car keys for the entire week. I would never think it was a good idea to take off just the ignition key and leave the rest of the keys on the key chain. Of course I would know better than that! Not Me!

Also, my husband and I did not break almost every financial rule that we follow by going out to eat almost every single day this past week. We would never let our laziness stop us from going to to grocery store when it was much needed and even more so we would never justify all of our extra spending from eating out by deeming it "grocery money." Not us!

And it was definitely not me who begged her husband to put Bride Wars on the NetFlix list. I would never subject myself to those stupid cheesy chick flick movies. And I would not watch that silly movie 6 times in one weekend and contemplate hiding it from my husband so he wouldn't return it quite yet. Of course not!

This past Saturday was my day off from my weekend job. So, that being said, I would not have gotten up early Saturday morning, gotten dressed and ready, and showed up to said job just to find out that there were 3 people already working. I'm not that disorganized!

And I surely didn't pass on a weekend getaway to Nashville with my dad and sister because I thought I had to work. Not me!

As I was picking up my dog from my mom's yesterday, there is absolutely no way that I would have put the car in neutral instead of park. I never would have gotten out of my car and watched as it inched forward wondering, "what the heck is going on?" So it wasn't me that jumped back into the car, slammed on the breaks and threw the car into park just a mere foot before it slammed into the garage door. Who would do that?!

Also, while at my mom's house, I did not sit inside oblivious to the fact that my dog and one of my mom's pups had run off. Realizing they were gone and running out to the car (barefoot) I most definitely did not step in something that I immediately assumed was dog-doo. Hesitantly looking down not wanting to solidify my assumption I surely did not see this instead...

I certainly am not that unfortunate.

And lastly, I surely didn't go all weekend without blogging because I am still working non-stop on my secret project. And just so you know, I will not be posting an update about my secret very soon. :)

Thanks for letting me share my true colors! Please don't hesitate to join in and let me know what you did not do this week!

Just another day in Paradise..

A little lesson on deception.

Thomas Jefferson once said:

“Do not bite at the bait of pleasure,

till you know there is no hook beneath it.”

Well there was definitely a hook. And that hook was, once again,

my (lack of) cooking skills.

Exhibit A

Take this delicious, mouth watering, plate of food.

(Looks good, right?)

Add a little bit of Kendahl. And what do you get?

Well let me just tell you how it played out:

Bryan: "looks amazing, I'm impressed"

Bryan: (takes a bite) "Really, not too bad!"

Kendahl: (takes a bite) "I think the alfredo sauce is a bit gritty."

Bryan: (taking a second bite) "yeah, a bit..."

Kendahl: (taking a bite of chicken) "Ugh, the chicken tastes burnt"

Bryan: "Yeah, I didn't notice at first how dry it was"

Kendahl: "Well at least the zucchini is good"

Bryan: "yeah, I guess..."

Kendahl: (a couple minutes later) "The alfredo sauce just keeps getting worse"

Bryan: "Yeah, I really can't eat this"

Kendahl: "Me neither, I will just eat my zucchini"

Bryan: "I can't even do that, mine's so salty it makes me gag"

Kendahl: "I give up..."

Bryan: "but at least the toast is good!"

Kendahl: "ughhhh...."

Bryan: "It was a valiant effort my friend"

Just another day in Paradise...

He Struck Again!

Apparently, Bryan does more than just bedrooms. For those of you who missed it, a couple of weeks ago I came home to this.

Well, he struck again. Seriously, ladies, get ready to be jealous. I mean not that jealousy is something I endorse, or anything, but sometimes it just happens.

After work today, Bryan told me that I had a surprise waiting at home. I am not normal. Surprises don't usually make me excited, but have the opposite effect actually. When I hear that there is going to be a surprise, I automatically think of all of the awkward situations that I could about to be put it. What if I don't like it? What if it's a surprise party and I'm not surprised? What if the surprise doesn't work like Bryan wants it to and it just ends up being dumb? All these things rush through my brain. I know, I know, I'm not normal...

Let's get past this...

So, nervously I walk into the apartment, and my surprise was better than I could have ever imagined. Seriously. When I walked in I found this awesome, antiqued, handmade desk! Hand made by Bryan!

It's white washed on top and my favorite blue/gray color on the legs.

The desk is made out of an old door. You know, one of those really neat skinny doors that you find in old houses? Yeah, it's awesome.

He even put some books out and decorated the desk with my orchid!


I reiterate the fact that he needs to be hired out...

He not only can decorate, but now he builds and antiques furniture?

Just send me your projects and I'll get you a quote! :)

Not Me Monday (Episode 3)

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. For those of your unfamiliar with the idea, Not Me! Monday was born out of a desire to admit some of our imperfections and reveal a few moments we'd rather forget. You may find it therapeutic to join in and do the same thing!

For starters this week, Bryan and I did not have an argument conversation in which I tried to prove to him that there are, in deed, 52 states. I always listened in my seventh grade history class, of course, so there is absolutely no way that I didn't know how many states there are. Not me!

And it surely wasn't me who thought that I could close the car door before making sure that my cup of coffee was all the way inside the vehicle resulting in scalding hot coffee being thrown all over myself and Bryan's car. Not me!

One morning this week I decided to get up early and take our sweet puppy (remember Stanley?) on a long walk. On said walk, I definitely didn't think it was a good idea to let him run freely through the tall grasses on the side of the trail. I would know better than to let him go crazy in the grass because if I did that I would end up spending 30 minutes picking all the burrs out of his fur. Of course I know better than that...

While visiting the fair on Sunday, my husband and I did not pass the time by walking around looking for the many hick-like characteristics of our fellow fair-goers. We certainly did not have a contest to see how many men with creepy mustaches we could find. We also didn't take pictures with things like the butter cow and the shady parking lot just to have these funny things on record. We love the fair and would never do such a thing! That would be wrong and not very nice of us! Not us!

(and I would never ever post pictures on my blog of me wearing the same outfit 2 times in the same weekend...I would never do such a thing!)

And even if I wanted to wear the same outfit because I thought it was cute, I would never have thought it was okay to wear a sweater to the fair! I mean it was hotter than heck and so I would never subject myself to that torture for the sake of a cute outfit. Not me!

It also wasn't me who after taking this picture and planning to use it for a blog about Toms Shoes realized how gross the rest of the car was. Yuck! Bryan and I always have spotless cars (with no funky odors), so this couldn't be my car. (So if you see this picture in a future post, just remember, it's not my car!)

And lastly, while my husband was anxiously putting the finishing touches on his sermon Sunday morning, I was most definitely not at home re-watching the hilarious Tunak Tunak Tan music video that I posted about long long ago here. I was of course thinking about him and doing all I could to help him get ready.

So, again, I never seem to be at a lack of "not me's!" I loved the comments of your "not me's" from last week, please leave more, it makes me feel better! =)

On a different note: Speaking of Bryan's sermon, he did absolutely fabulous. For those who missed it, you can check it out here!! It's the first one, Inspiration =)

(I highly recommend it!)

A post about...

food.

That's right, food.

Not an interesting post at all. Unless you like food. Which I do.

(and this weekend has been filled with lots of it.)

Yesterday we went to Qdoba and Bryan ate

A really...

Big...

Burrito!

(I had non-picture-worthy nachos, in case you were wondering)

Then last night, I went to the fair with Shannon, Amy, and Rachel. We seriously had a check list of food we had to get before we left...

Vose Corndogs - check!

Culler's Vinegar fries - check!

Lemonade shake-ups - check!

Fried Snickers - check!

Salt Water Taffy - check!

Mini Donuts - check!

Then tonight, Bryan and I went to a cookout at the Moore's.

Speaking of food, we didn't take any. Seriously, we are those people.

Sorry for our lameness, Kris!

But thankfully we were the only free-riders and so we were pleasantly filled with hot dogs, brauts, greenbean casserole, chips, pasta salad, funfetti iced brownies, and homemade personal pies in the fire. Absolutely delicious!

Then to top it all off, I came home tonight and made more food. (I warned you from the beginning...)

We are having some of Bryan's family over after church tomorrow and so I decided to pre-prepare (pretty sure thats not a word) our meal.

I went to the store and got all my ingredients.

Then I made lasagna.

Then I went back to the store because I didn't get enough cheese for the lasagna.

Then I finished the lasagna.

Next I made beer bread.

Lastly, being the good wife that I am most of the time try to be, I made up batter for blueberry muffins for the morning.

And now that I am done with this post, I am going to bed. Not eating. Not even thinking about food. Definitely not looking at this magazine

sitting in front of me that is all about food.

That's all.

Dog-on-it!

I'm pretty tricky in the mornings. When my alarm goes off, my mind immediately starts thinking of all of the ways that I can get out of having to wake up. I don't even do it on purpose, it just happens.

Anyways, I quickly learned that if I don't get up, Bryan will be in within the minute to annoy me kindly make sure I am up. So, being the cunning individual that I am, I have learned that if I get up and make noise, Bryan will hear me from downstairs and think that I am up.

Then I know I'll have at least 10-15 more minutes before he comes to check on me.

So, I get up, make some noise, and head to the couch, where I quickly fall back asleep

Oh, and don't worry, I'm not giving away my secrets, I know that Bryan is aware of what I do, I just like to think that I am getting away with it :)

The story continues...

Tuesday morning was one of these days.

I got up and as quickly as I could and made my way to the couch. I even made some extra noise just so that Bryan would REALLY think I was up this time. My plan worked marvelously.

Absolutely marvelously.

But I made one

fatal error:

I laid down in Stanley's spot.

But don't worry...

he didn't lick me,

or paw at me,

or even bark at me.

He just came back from getting his drink of water and took his spot on the couch.

Like

I

wasn't

even

there.

So, right on cue, Bryan comes up from the garage and this is what he sees.

So what does he do?

Takes pictures of course!

So I'm taking suggestions for new morning plans.

I now need a way to fool Bryan AND Stanley into giving me my extra 10-15 minutes of sleep.

Life is rough, dog-on-it!

("It" being my head of course!)

In case you couldn't tell...

...this is a picture of me...

Oh and this one too..

I know it's a little crazy...

What did I do??

Did I really chop all my hair off??

Yep, it's official.

So, in case you don't recognize me at church, or at the fair,

or even just walking down the street,

this really,

Truly.

Honestly.

Is.

Me.