Last week I did NOT skip working out everyday but one, because I was NOT simply busy. I did NOT use my super-sleuthing skills to search out and find the story and the people behind the love letters found in the attic and I do NOT plan to blog about it later this week.
I did NOT attend two trainings at work and one was NOT taught via a lame-o conference call, and I certainly did NOT send scoffing messages to a handful of others in the company about the idiotic training we were receiving as it was totally NOT a waste of my time, and I totally did NOT have other stuff I needed to be working on. I did NOT make the others laugh, and it certainly was NOT brought up again during the training held later that night.
Once again I did NOT stay up too late chatting with friends from back home on Facebook and I do NOT plan on doing more of that this week. I simply do NOT enjoy catching up with them. I also did NOT spill my guts out to other friends via Facebook chat, and knowing me, I probably will NOT do that again either.
I did NOT leave early Saturday morning to drive All.The.Way.To.Logan. to attend a temple session because a bunch of girls did NOT talk me into joining them on their "tour of temples" this summer. Afterwards we did NOT find a good place to eat lunch and we did NOT have ourselves a little girly time.
Sunday, I did NOT get to sleep in a little before going to a meeting at church and I did NOT get to enjoy the adult Sunday School class because they did NOT get someone else to play for the Primary Children's singing time, to which I am NOT so totally grateful (only because I have NOT felt like my cup needed some spiritual filling-up).
Oh - and I did NOT spend tons of time at Big-D's again, and I did NOT watch the Boston Marathon with him, and I certainly did NOT laugh so hard I cried when the sports commentator mentioned the athelete's "Genital Defects"!!! And I am NOT laughing all over again about it right now as I write this. Even Big-D did NOT laugh hysterically before asking, "what IS the word he was looking for?" and I did NOT laugh so hard that I couldn't breathe before getting a hold of myself and saying "Congenital". It was sooooo NOT funny.
So...what did you NOT do?