May or May Not Monday

May or May-Not Monday: Where you can divulge the secrets of life's mishaps without feeling like a failure. So go on... own up. I may have...

I may or may not have received four times the normal amount of visitors to my blog last week because I was too lazy to take off the computer determined picture of me in the hospital from the week before when I posted the link to facebook. It made me rethink my strategy for advertising my Mondays. I see why the media uses shock value to lure you into a story. Last week the sensation picture was unintentional, but it may not be in the future.

I may or may not have regretted my policy to always tell my kiddos the truth. My littlest asked to stay in the car while I ran inside to go to the bathroom. Though he definitely wanted to know how long it was going to take. I informed him of the knowledge and the next thing I know he was yelling at me from his rolled down window while I was unlocking the front door, "Hurry up Mommy! Go poop Mommy!" Repeatedly. Yes, my neighbor was outside for this.

I may or may not have been on a play date to a neighborhood playground chatting with two other mommies when my five year old and the two year old boy he was playing with came up to show me their treasure find. A live shotgun round.

I may or may not have taken the bullet home, crazy angry and thrown it in the trash can. Then I started thinking about how that may not be the proper way to dispose of the bullet. Good old google thus informed me that it was not. I was going to have to call a business and ask their permission to take the ammo. And then drive 50 minutes (one way) across town to drop it off if I did get permission. So some punk isn't responsible with a shotgun bullet and now it leaves me with either breaking the law by putting it in the trash or go through all of hoops to maybe get permission to dispose of it? I'm still seething.

I may or may not have started taking apple cider vinegar to try to heal my gut after all the problems cause by the vitamin d last month. It's the cure all right? That's right so long as you do not have hyperglycemia. Then it will send you into shock. Unfortunately, I had to learn that lesson the hard way and then did research after I woke up from the shock of what the heck happened!

I may or may not have been nursing a beauty of a lily plant in the garage since November. It pretended to be Spring here for two and a half weeks so I sent it out in the sun during the days to nourish it. Only this one time I forgot to bring it back inside for the night. And now it is super duper stressed and I can hear its hatred towards me when I walk by saying, how could you.

I may or may not have been wearing sunglasses all week with dried superglue all over the rim. Oh it's noticeable. They are just my favorite because they actually fit my thin face. My husband keeps telling me he will remedy them, but we just can't seem to find time to do it. Watching tv is much more up our alley after the kiddos go to bed than fixing the cosmetic issue with sunglasses.