Not Me! Monday

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

My neighbors very generously gave us one week passes to this place.


We actually received passes for our entire family, including Nathan, but we were so excited that we just had to call Grandma E to babysit while we enjoyed the spa by ourselves, husband and wife.

The day arrived, the first day of our week long pass, and we donned our gym apparel and packed our gym bag with bathing suits for our post workout soak in the hot tub and swim in the pool. While packing the gym bag I most certainly opted for a real gym bag, my college Rugby duffel bag, or even a bag from the supermarket. There is no way I am so much of mama that I grabbed our diaper bag and shoved our bathing suits in.

If I had used the diaper bag as a gym bag, I would have removed all baby related items including diapers, wipes, etc. Regardless, our workout was terrific. We are not terribly out of shape ever since our first pregnancy with Nathan. Jay did not hold onto the treadmill for dear life.

After running on the treadmill and lifting some weights, we each headed to our appropriate locker rooms to change into our swimsuits. After changing into my tankini top, I did not grab my belly band thinking it was my tankini bottom. Really in the mood to soak in the jacuzzi and sit in the sauna and knowing my husband was waiting on the other side of the locker room, I did not know what to do. I did not pretend my black and white tankini top matched my turquoise gym shorts. Not me! I would not wear sweaty gym shorts in the jacuzzi.

It did not dawn upon me the moment I stepped back into the locker room that I had no dry shorts to drive home in. Quickly I devised a plan which did not involve the borrowing of a towel from the spa. This plan also did not involve the temporary dropping of my drawers for the duration of the car ride.

PS. I also did not get extreme satisfaction from walking into the bathroom twice seeing my husband scraping poo from the cloth diapers into the toilet. This was the first time he ever attempted dunking the diapers and the look of disgust on his face was priceless. What wife would get so excited and fall more completely in love with her husband just by the sight of him cleaning dirty cloth diapers? Definitely Not Me!

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