Not Me Monday, etc.

In case you're wondering, I'm adding a little flare to my Monday post this week by participating in MckMama's Not Me Monday! (Just because I'm convinced this carnival was created especially for me...) If you have no idea what I'm talking about, check out MckMama's Page. But I'm pretty sure you'll get the idea.

That being said...

• I went shopping this past Saturday at my favorite mall. It was difficult, but I was very responsible. I mean, who-on-earth would pay $94 for a terribly cute pair of Jessica Simpson sandals, and then tell her husband that she had to because the shoes she was wearing were killing her feet and she couldn't possibly make it to the Payless 2 stores over?!?! Not me.
• On the way out to my favorite mall, I was not incredibly annoyed when the police had 3 major highways blocked off, 10 miles on each, for over 7 hours because a guy was threatening to jump off of the highest intersecting ramp. And when an officer told me this, of course I responded with "Oh bless his confused little heart. I'll keep him in my prayers..." and not with "Well if he really wanted to kill himself he would have done it hours ago but instead he's enjoying all of this attention while doctors, nurses and ambulances can't get to hospitals to save people who want to live! (Oh yeah... and I can't get to the mall!)" Afterall, that response would have been somewhat insensitive...
• I love watching my husband's favorite guy movies with him. So Sunday night when we sat down to watch Runaway Jury, I did not insist that he tell me the entire outcome 15 minutes into it just because I didn't feel like wasting my brain power to try to keep up with it. (No. I'm not at all ADD...)
  And 30 minutes into it, I definately did not make a special trip to CVS just to get Sweettarts and a Diet Coke. (I gave up Diet Cokes last week, duh!)
  And when it was all said-and-done: We did not end up watching The Devil Wears Prada instead.
• And finally, I sure didn't find a quarter-size piece of poop in Knox's changing table drawer this morning, right in between his wipes and butt paste, proceed to laugh hysterically (how does that even happen??), and then laugh even harder at the fact that I'm at a point in my life where I find things like that humurous instead of revolting... Nope. Not me!

Whew!
So now that I've got that off my chest I'd like to share a recipe :)

Since my mom and sisters were in town this weekend, I didn't really cook much. Instead we took them to some of our favorite restaraunts.

However I did make my Banana Nut Bread Friday morning, and we munched on it all weekend...

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Sadly, this was gobbled up before I could get a picture of it. But I did get an adorable one of Knox enjoying a cookie with my 'little' camera (as in not my most-favorite Canon)...

Is he good-lookin or what, ladies?!