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 dropped $30 on cotton yarn that was the perfect shades of orange and purple for his scarf that a lovely friend is making for my little. That is one expensive scarf. I think I was caught up in the moment and didn't want to chance the color being off purchasing online. As always, "the things we do for our kids!"

I may or may not have poisoned myself eating chicken that turned and I didn't realize it until half way into my meal and cramps had me in the fetal position on the floor. I managed my way to down my intensely gag inducing probiotics and within an hour I was fine. Tired but healed. I can't say enough about how impressed I am with the power of Bio-K.

My boys and I may or may not have spent the last two weeks watching Murdoch Mysteries. I sure do enjoy the Canadian shows. You can always count on them for long seasons and multiple seasons to invest in the stories.

I mentioned earlier this week on FB how my Christmas cards were ordered Monday afternoon and were in my hands Wednesday afternoon all the way from TX! Quite a feat. At the time I had not opened the cards to realize that 25 extra were sent free of charge! Fluke, say you? I may or may not have had the same extra 25 when I ordered from them in 2011. CardsDirect is the fantastic company that makes you feel like you won the world of Christmas cards! 

There is a FedEx drop box in our community. Our mail drop doesn't necessarily get picked up daily. I may or may not have thought I could just put my stamped envelope in the FedEx box and it would be just fine. Luckily my husband was there to stop my uninformed self from an act of self sabotage. All in the name of speed.  

Fall has finally required the need to put on pants. Really a good run to make it in shorts until the end of October. I've been cycling once a week for the last few months. That equals building muscle. That equals my pants not fitting again. Sigh. I hate this game. Really where are the jeans for athletic legs? Today, I decided to wear my husbands' jeans. Boyfriend jeans are a thing so husband jeans can be too, right. I ordered 5 pairs of hopefuls last night. Until then it's comfy husband jeans. Yup, I've crossed the line and really let myself go ;)