Another week follows another list of firm denials.
Here is mine:
I did not cheat on my head chef duties last week by serving meals that took a minimal amount and time and effort. Classics such as grilled cheese and soup, burritos, and one of my all-time favorite’s: “leftovers”.
My son did not, finally, start sleeping through the entire night. I did not have at least 3 nights last week where I did not get out of bed once the entire night. I am not rejoicing over this milestone!
I did not realize that my son and I are ready to stop nursing. This does not make me sad in the slightest.
I did not eat any chocolate on Valentines Day.
I did not eat any cheesecake either.
We did not get any flowers, contrary to the evidence below.
I also did not get a gift certificate for a massage that I plan to use as soon as possible.
I did not have a fabulous Valentine’s Day.
I did not finish typing this up while watching the movie "Spaceballs". I do not find this movie amusing, even after seeing it a zillion times.
Nope, Not Me.