It wasn't me who made my husband drive us to the hood so I could find some cool graffiti just so I could take pictures in front of it.



I did not just send 1/3 of my heart to camp for 5 days.

The above mentioned child was not crying in the bus as it pulled out of the parking lot and thus, breaking my heart.

I was not sobbing all the way home from dropping off above mentioned child.

I have not slept a total of 7 hours in the last 3 nights. I'm no where near being an insomniac.

I'm not already planning for a nap today.

As I prepared to pack all Ian's stuff for the week at camp, I did not make countless lists of things to "not forget". Nope, I keep all my lists in my head...that's how "on top" of things that I am! Aren't you impressed?!

I have not thought on numerous occasions this week that the Jackson family is completely crazy. Certifiably. Especially now with LaToya and Joe claiming that Michael was murdered.

I surely have not left a picture hanging crooked in my stairway because, well, simply because, I haven't fixed it, maybe by next Monday, it will be straight again! I walk by that picture many times a day, and of course would take 2 seconds to stop and straighten it!