Why is it that when I am at my busiest, everything tends to collide all at once? Kinda like the Bermuda Triangle. I'm a tad overwhelmed.
I have seen a pattern and this collision of sorts, seems to be happening whenever the RS has a dinner or program, of sorts. I'm the second counselor in the RS, which is over the Home Enrichment program. Our ward doesn't have an Enrichment Leader, which isn't bad. We have a wonderful and talented board of lovely ladies which pull together and provide fun and exciting dinners and activities for the ladies in our ward. In other words....THEY TOTALLY ROCK!
This Thursday, we are going to throw the most "sickest" (that's slang for coolest. I can use lingo like that, because I'm cool like that) Luau! Aloha man!! It's going to be off the hook! (now I just sound ridiculous).
These little shindigs take much preparation. It's the little details that seem to take up the most time.
Then on Saturday morning, bright and early, I will be attending choir practice, for our performance in church on Sunday. Wish me luck and pray that I won't sound like a wounded bird. Believe me.
But that isn't all that is required of me this week. Oh no! A certain Bishopric member cornered me in the hallway at church on Sunday and asked me when the last time my family spoke in church.
"I spoke in church when the RS Presidency was first put in!" I screamed in defense. "The ward members don't want to hear us! Can't you get some else to talk? How about the so and so's? Why! Why!" By this time I was sounding like a screaming monkey.
The certain Bishopric member then stated, "I don't mean just you.... I mean you and your husband."
Eeeevillllll! Pure Eeeevillll!
That certain Bishopric member is now on my "list".
"Beware Bishopric Member! Beware!"
You guessed it, our ward will have to hear me divulge my assigned topic, and listen to me sing. Thank heavens I am not the only one in choir. I'm sure this would cause much strife within our ward boundaries, if I were to sing alone. (Shudder)
The following day (Monday) is my hunk of burning love's birthday. How dare he be celebrated twice with in an 8 day period! As of, right now, I have no clue on how to celebrate the birth of my husband. I got nothing. Notta. Zilch.
I was planning on posting my weekly OCD Calendar post, but I just don't think it's going to happen. I have to push my OCD tendencies to the side and get other things done. Although, I'm totally itching to clean out my bedroom closet!
In my church, we are encouraged to pray often and start your day off with prayer. This has been such a blessing to me and my family. I notice that I'm a much nicer mommy.
In actuality, I have two different versions of personal prayers, to start my day off. The sincere and sacred one...and the "Please help me to restrain from killing them!" prayer.
I thought it would be amusing and maybe comical, to share some of my daily "Please help me to restrain from killing them!" prayers.
This is today's.
Dear Heavenly Father, please bless Cody to do his jobs without me having to ask him 8 times then finally threatening his X-Box privileges and life.
And please help Conner to stay still long enough, so I can sweep my kitchen floor without him trying to tug-o-war the broom with me.
And finally please bless my eternal companion to read my mind, and throw away the broken microwave that has been sitting in the middle of the floor in my laundry room, that is about the size of my bedroom closet, and that I have stubbed my toe on twice now and that makes it nearly impossible to maneuver pass with a wriggly toddler, gallon of milk, and 5 grocery bags full of eggs, diapers and such!!!! (gasp! take a deep breath!)
It would be such a blessing if I didn't have to ask him politely to get rid of it, AGAIN!