Boy am I TIRED!!! Yesterday I was so busy, I didn't get my Sunday afternoon NAP. It is Biblical PEOPLE! Not a good way to start my week. Just saying...
My hubby was up in the night with a tummy ache, something he ate didn't agree with him. Which means I was awake too. My night went by way too fast for my liking. I dragged out of bed this morning... I was exactly three minutes late for work. Maybe I still have a job. :)
This week is BENCHMARK in my little corner of the world. The WORST school week of the year for grades 8Th and under. My poor babies have to endure testing all week long. Don't you know there will be some good humor around our house in the evenings. Let the bottled up frustration flow, kiddos, let it flow. Mom is already bracing herself...
It is never good to start the week with no clean clothes. We had a super busy weekend... so I guess I have laundry duty tonight. Oh, the joy!
Did you know it was Monday?!!! Oh where, oh where did my little weekend go?
But you know what? Even though it is gearing up to be "one of those weeks," I'm happy. I am really trying to not fret over the little things, for when I remember how little some people have... I have beautiful kids, despite their fussy attitudes. I have a hubby who needs me, instead of one who could care less. At least I have a job, when so many don't and yes, I have plenty of things to wear, dirty or clean. So, my new goal is to take things in stride, appreciate all the little stuff more and just plain be HAPPY. Want to join me in this challenge?
I will end today's post with another Mich story for you to laugh at. This one beats dancing with the wasp BIG TIME!
Anyway, after church, yesterday afternoon, we had a Bridal shower for the church secretary's daughter. A beautiful girl, inside and out, who grew up in the church. She had one of the biggest showers I have been to, since moving here. I was one of TWENTY hostesses. Yeah, you heard me right. And the room was packed. As for the gifts... THREE tables full, plus packages on the floor.
I was the gift lady, which meant after the bride-to-be opened something and showed her family, I took the gift and placed it on a table for everyone else to GAWK over. You do have to remember you are at church, ladies. No coveting here, please. :)
She received a lot of gifts and my feet hurt from standing for THREE hours. The shower was only suppose to last an hour and a half, but by the time I helped clean up and packed up the slew of gifts, well it was after four. Yep, pretty tired.
Now for the funny part. God really does seem to want to teach me humility this week. Seriously, every time I turn around I am doing something crazy and embarrassing myself to no end. Yesterday would be no different.
I had been standing doing my "job," for a while when one of the other hostesses said she would let me have a break. So I went straight to the punch bowl. The punch bowl was one of those that have a spigot. I'm sure there is a fancy name for them, but since I don't know it, I found a picture. Beautiful, but I am really missing the old fashion kind with a ladle, right now.
Anyway, I went to get me a drink. I put my cup under the spigot, lifted and expected the sweet punch to flow. Oh it flowed alright, but the whole punch bowl broke into two pieces, the part containing the punch, separated from the pedestal it was connected to. Mind you the punch is still flowing... Friends, my heart stopped, I could feel my face turning three different shades of bright red, I was scared to death that I had broken the punch bowl.
Here I was, with a broken piece of beautiful crystal in one hand, while punch was drowning the table, mortified. That is when you wish the ground would rise and swallow you whole. That is when you are thankful that you are among friends. SERIOUSLY!
After a couple of ladies came to my rescue and the mess was cleaned up, a couple of the ladies started to giggle. You see, they had "glued" the two pieces together before the shower "praying" that it would stay together. And it did for the better part of the shower...well, until "I" decided I needed a drink, that is. God, I do think you have a sense of humor. All in the attempt to say "Mich, get over yourself!" I'm sure.
I have to laugh now, but for a quick moment I was doing nothing but panicking. I am so thankful God graced me with a sense of humor and the ability to laugh at myself. I was very embarrassed, but I have had a good laugh over the whole thing since. Needless to say, the ladies think I should stick to the gifts and allow someone else to get the punch, in the future. :)
Hope you have a beautiful week!
Say a prayer for my kiddos. They have Benchmark testing this week. UGH!!!