Not Me Monday: The Monkey Bread Edition

I {did not} get upset with Mr. Serious this morning on the way in to church.

We {did not} both sit at church thinking about said “argument.”

We {did not} see things two different ways.  We certainly {are not} different people.

I {did not} agree that I could have handled things differently.

We {did not} move past it very quickly.  We {would never} be mature and act like grown ups.

I {did not} make monkey bread for dessert.  And, it certainly {was not} for the sake of trying to remind my man of my love for him.  Because we all know that the way to a man’s heart {is not} through his stomach.

And, of course actions {do not} speak louder than words sometimes.

The monkey bread {was not} delicious.  It {would not} have been better with more butter and sugar.  
Of course, everything {is not} better with more butter and sugar.

I {did not} bring him a bite and eat one for myself before taking a picture.  I {do not} have that much of a sweet tooth.

Oh, and the coffee that I was upset about certainly {did not} wash out with great ease.