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 had yet another snake in my yard. But this time it's claimed that snake doesn't exist in our entire state! Well I have news for you scientists, the grass snake DOES exist in my yard. It's a baby which means there's a bigger momma existing too. And dang those suckers are quick. Could not even catch it, just chased it under a tree. 

I may or may not have never checked my made guest bed for the arrival of my parents. My Dad was greeted with an egg carton mat when he pulled back the covers for bed. My hospitality skills are very polished. You say you want sheets for your bed? That's asking a little too much. Don't think I will just assume anything in the future regarding sheets. 

I may or may not have made the goal of eating out our pantry this summer. I found a recipe to use cake mix and bananas for muffins. Perfect since you may remember that any cakes I make just go to waste in this family of non sweets eaters. I made the muffins and they were a hit. Such a hit that I went out and purchased three more cake mixes. This is why I rarely set goals. I can never reach the goals. 

I may or may not have taken my folks to our favorite lake. It has a sand beach. We just arrived and were getting settled when I look over and see my five year old little dropping his pants and peeing in the lake in front of everyone. Running and Screaming NOOO!! STOP!! I made it over the twenty foot distance but the damage had been done. To my pride and to his embarrassment. 

I may or may not have told my boys that I would give them a Popsicle if they harvested our strawberries. Once they hit 80, they had to get to 100. After 150 they finally got their reward. Apparently I'm finding out far too late, that my boys will work for Popsicles. 

I may or may not have decided I needed to take magnesium because my body was craving it. As I was making it, I kept thinking this does something to me and that's why I don't take it much. After waking from my dream of being barraged by bullets, I remembered. Ah yes the terrifying vivid dreams. Guaranteed I will forget again and terrify myself again.