Not Me Monday

I did not let my daughter eat a piece of chocolate found in her stocking...left over from...ahem...last year.

I mean, really, what kind of mother do you think I am?

I did not also eat a piece of chocolate found in her stocking...left over from...yeah...last year.

How desperate for chocolate do you think I am?

And I most certainly did not have a hickey on my neck that I tried (unsuccessfully) to cover up with make up before giving my testimony in Elevation on Sunday.

Married couples don't get hickeys.

Especially super spiritual ones like the pastor and his wife.

Oh no.

Not me.