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 scalded my tongue and then my thigh and calf spitting out the pretty much boiling tea I drink every single night. You'd think by now I would have command over my microwave and tea skills. I had to ice my mouth for two days to even talk and get through story time. 

I may or may not have eaten a handful of lentils and my intestines decided to swell and try to explode. This was the same night as the tea burning. Now that I think about it, they must be related. Pain begat pain. Needless to say, between my tongue burn and excruciating pain, I didn't eat much for a few days. Weeks like this is when I wish I could take pills that meet my nutritional needs since my body hates food so much. I can't say I would miss food. I brings so much pain.  My gut is still hurting five days later. 

I may or may not have incurred all this pain on my birthday to add insult to injury. Happy 35th to me.  

I may or may not have figured out my apple pancake recipe for truly fluffy cakes. No water, only milk. You're welcome. 

I may or may not still be nursing my broken pinky toe that my son so lovingly and unknowingly bestowed upon me in October.  Will it ever heal?? Seriously do you know how long?

I may or may not have fallen into my folded laundry mountain rut again. I just can't seem to find time after homeschool and feeding everyone and running the household and making my family's life magical to find energy to put the folded clothes into their spots. No one else is volunteering to help either. The last time they helped it was literally thrown on the closet floor and excitedly, proudly announced that they were amazing helpers. 

I may or may not have identified my super power. Buying Cat and Jack clothes at Target for $1.80-$4.48. Long sleeve, short sleeve, and collared shirts to sweaters sized 10/12. Maybe it's just my Target that has leftovers at 70% off but I intend to keep going back once a month to outfit my littles next year and the year after at Thrift shop and better prices. Maybe yours does to and you can exercise that super power too. 

I may or may not have left my husband in charge of overseeing the backyard golf that's been in hibernation for a few months. A little met the fate of a black eye from a golf ball bouncing off our rock wall straight into his cheekbone. They were supposed to be using the light as air balls, not real ones. They were supposed to be standing a safe distance away from the rock wall. They were supposed to be exercising sense. Funny how that sense that at one time was purported to be common is rarely used these days.