I did not get into a "fight" with my rosebush this week, only to get mad and turn around and try to push it out of the way - only to end up MORE scratched up. Not me.
Today, in the midst of potty training my son, I did not get confused and ask the cashier at the grocery store if she had to go potty before we left, then proceed to be confused as to why I asked her that and have to explain myself. That would be too embarassing, I would never do that!
I did not ask my son if he knows what it means to be quiet because he was asking too many questions and certainly did not get his response of "but God made me to ask so many questions."
And to top it all off, I did not answer the phone by saying "hey lover!" because I thought it was my husband's number on the caller ID, only to find out it definitely was not my husband's number being displayed. No way!