Okay, I know I haven't blogged in about a week. And I have no excuse. I just haven't taken the time to sit down and type anything out. Well today is the day.
I am at home with a sick child who is really not so sick. The girls had horseback riding lessons on Saturday. Bethany gets very stuffy after an hour with the horses ... but not every time just sometimes. But Saturday, she was sneezing and wiping her nose. By that evening, she was very stuffy. With a stuffy nose, it is very hard to breath and sleep at night ... as we all know. Bethany has had a hard time getting up in the morning due to her lack of sleep. This morning was no exception but I felt it necessary to keep her home and let her body heal with lots of rest. It's funny though; after she gets up and dressed she seems almost normal. She probably could have gone to school ... tomorrow though.
So as you can see, I have a few minutes to spare to sit here and recap our week.
As you all know, it snowed here last week. It started on Monday. That evening, Myron couldn't get his 4-wheel drive up the driveway ... which is very unusual. He has always been able to get the truck UP the driveway. We contributed it to the fact he probably needs new tires. Back to the story.... Bethany and I were in the living room when we heard him come home. So we went to the window to watch him drive up. Don't ask me why! But we did. We noticed he kept sliding off the driveway into the little ditch on the right hand side. Then he would back down and try again. About the third time (such a determined man he is), he made it over half way up and slid off again. So he backed down the driveway (at least I thought he backed down the driveway). I was so exhausted watching him try, try, try, try and on and on again, that I finally called him and asked him to "just park it!" He replied "what do you think I am doing?" click. Yes, he hung up on me. He was frustrated and thought I was calling to fuss at him. But that is really not what I was doing. But that is something entirely different.
After he made it into the house, we discussed what happened. I found out that the last time he "backed" down the driveway; he was actually sliding. That is right folks, he actually slid over half way down our driveway ... which is not short. He had no control whatsoever of the truck. And he was SCARED! I have to tell you, in all the times he has driven up and down that driveway with snow and ice on it, he has never been scared. Even the time (which I hate to bring up) he had his parents in the truck with him and he did a 180 in the driveway, he was never scared. It took him sliding backwards down the driveway to scare him.
Okay moving on...
Saturday morning, Fr. John had a meeting of the Eucharistic Ministers. He asked me to attend so that people could put a face with the name. Let me go back a little, I schedule all the ministers for Masses on the weekends: Eucharistic, Readers and Hospitality. There have been some complaints with the way I am handling things and Fr. John wanted me to explain the process. First off, I was not ready to get up in front of a group of people and talk. But I did. I think I fumbled through it. I tried to explain that I didn't know why some people were scheduled and others weren't ... why some people got the e-mails and others didn't ... why some families were grouped together and others weren't ... that I can set different parameters for people (for example: if they only want to serve 1 time a month or every other week etc., I can set those options) ... I could go on. I tried to explain that I am still learning. Every time I print a schedule, a new problem arises, but to please let me know so that I can try to fix it. But there is always one ... one person that has to try to take your "peace". After all that explaining, he just had to ask "A - why did some people get more serve times than others, B- blah blah blah and C - there has to be a way the operator (meaning me) could set it up so that everyone gets scheduled the same amount (or something like that)." Now, I am pretty sure that I have already spoken about the issues he brought up AGAIN. I am pretty sure I said "I didn't create this program. I don't know why it does what it does." I am pretty sure that he was "A" either not listening, "B" blah blah blah, or "C" just wanted to be a pain in the a**. He was one that just wanted to voice a complaint because that is just who he is. And maybe he was just voicing what everyone else was thinking. I know I am very naive about this kind of things and lean towards the good in people, but I tend to think he was the only a**hole there (sorry Mama). I know that is not the right thing to think but that is what came to mind. In the paraphrased words of Andy Kinman ... it is the only word that just fits the situation. I am trying to move past this experience in my life. In order to do that, I have to quit dwelling on it.
We had Report Card Conferences on Friday. Both girls are doing fine. Bethany has some issues with working independently which we need to work on. Sarah ... you are never going to believe this ... actually is too QUIET. No way, not my daughter. She is the loudest in the family. That is so funny. The first grade teacher actually said she sees lots of similarities between the girls now. She didn't in the beginning. But they are both very quiet. Bethany likes to talk but doesn't have the confidence to answer a question without a question ... does that make sense? Instead of just answering the question, she questions the answer. Sarah needs to work on her math skills but is reading about the level she should be at this time. We are very proud of both girls.
This week is Catholic Schools Week. There will be lots of different celebrations. On Wednesday there will be a student Talent Show. Both girls are playing their violins with three other little girls. I will try to film it and post so everyone can see. I am very excited for them. They have practiced a couple of times already and are doing very well.
Okay, I think I have gone on long enough. Bethany is wanting to play on the computer. So I will go for now.
My grafetul thought for the day: I am grateful for sick kids (WHAT?!?!?). Yes, it forces me to stay home and get something done.