Saturday's War
Saturday is a special day, it's the day we get ready for Sunday.... For years we've all been striving (or should have been striving) to use our Saturdays to prepare for Sunday. I must admit that I haven't always felt eager to prepare for anything except Christmas and maybe a few birthdays... maybe. However, as I've taken on this particular challenge I find it extremely difficult to remain patient.
My boys have a way of sneaking odd objects into our home without me finding out until it's time for me to do the laundry. In the boys room, I found a home made shank... I would like to think it's a B.O.M. weapon, and that my son was thinking like a "strippling warrior", however, I know it's just a product of our watching too much "Gangland" on the History Channel (T.M.I.).
Anyways, I've become my mother... No Saturday morning cartoons until your room is cleaned, and you have what you're wearing to church out on your bed. With all the moaning and groaning I find it difficult not to take it to the next level of insanity. "What are you complaining for when I was your age we didn't have TiVo. When I missed a show I had to wait for a rerun!!" Don't get me started with the many memories of how things used to be... Remember when kids were afraid to talk back? Wow, I just had to save myself, I almost gave a shout out to "the good old days" which would have officially made me and my mother the same person. I'm not really there yet.
I don't know if the suggestion to use Saturday to prepare for Sunday was to encourage family togetherness, or just really to be prepared for Sunday. I don't know if the Brothern realize that families all across the world are at war on Saturdays and on most Sundays some mothers shouldn't even look at the Sacrament tray lest they should catch fire and turn into ashes. I don't know how many more Saturdays I can keep my cool without having a "Drop Kick Me Jesus" moment! Brothas and sistas, the warring has got to stop, I'm in need of a treaty - any suggestions? Help keep a sista outta jail...
Sista Beehive
4 comments:
Oh, how I wish I had some good advice for you. I'll be back to see what other ladies are offering! ;)
That is so funny!! Our kids are grown now but we did try to use Saturday to get ready for Sunday complete with Saturday jobs! And it's always funny to me to hear the phrase "Sunday Clothes." Do other people even know what we are talking about? I still remind my adult children to "bring your Sunday clothes!" when we have get togethers! (I do remember sitting in Church proudly watching my Deacon son pass the Sacrament only to realize that under his somewhat wrinkled white shirt is a t-shirt with a large Nike swoosh showing through on his back. Or on occasion seeing tennis shoes instead of his "Sunday shoes", couldn't find the Sunday shoes at the last minute!)
But here's the bad news, my husband and I have backslid badly. How often do I get up on Sunday morning only to discover that part of the outfit I dreamed up is in the laundry or needs to be ironed. So out comes the iron, I haven't resorted to Sunday laundry yet!
Keep up the good work! It's a tough job but we are the strong women who are able to "git 'er done!!"
And I really had to laugh at the TiVo comment. When we sit down to watch a show that we haven't prerecorded we find ourselves increasingly frustrated that we can't fast forward past the commercials!
OK mom, so I didn't want to say prayer last night but that don't mean you got to put my buisness on blast. I mean sure you didn't say my name but... Anyway I go to church don't I. just last week on Sunday I was the only one who was ready for church on time out of all of us children, don't I get credit for that? Well I guess you didn't because you just bairly put my buisness on blast. oh well, lave ya sista beehive.
little gurl..... she didn't put ya bussisness on blast.and you may have been on time to church but you was not listen ya cause i was sitin next to ya butt and you was about to fall asleep.ya don't even...... and ya butt don't need any credit.
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