~IfYouNeedToFeelBetterAboutYourself~

When God gave the wisdom to some person, that the school/work week should be five days, not seven, I'm pretty sure He did that with me in mind...out of sheer mercy.
He knew that I would, every single week, come in to Friday on a wing and a prayer. 

It's Thursday night, 9:50 and I have been home less than an hour from getting all my people to and from all their stuff. 

This week:

I've told a friend twice, TWICE that I would meet her for coffee, only to realize THE MORNING OF, that I, in fact, had dental appointment for Emma once, and piano lesson for Jake the second time that obviously would prevent a coffee date…can you get more embarrassing than that?

Oh wait, actually, yes, you can.

I gave a hearty wave goodbye to my 8th grade son, his bus driver, and a bus full of school friends, as I dropped him off to catch the shuttle, headed to school.
WITH my back Suburban hatch open.
Yep….I grinned, waved at all those people, then proceeded to peel out of the parking lot like a happy Cruella Deville. 
WITH MY BACK DOOR OPENED TO THE HEAVENS.

Funniest part of that was Jake's sweet synopsis that afternoon:

It was the first thing we talked about at pick up that afternoon..
He blushed, giggled, and said,

"Oh yeah, I saw you with the door wide open! I actually said out loud, 'oh! Mom!!' as you drove off. I was like, 'yep, that's my Mom but I'll still claim her!'"

I mean, there IS NO better son on the face of the earth.
He will be that kid, like my friend and pastor, who cries himself to sleep the first night he leaves home for college. 

And last, but not least, there's this:

First, and most importantly, you should know that I wrote down

Poppyseed Chicken and Burgers AFTER we ate them...

which tells you that I had no idea what we were eating until we ate it.

Second, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday…I mean, yeah…pathetic.

It's just been that kind of week.

BUT. I'm going to Costco tomorrow, so look out world.

Next week's menu will be better and filled in before the actual day, so there. 

thank you, Jesus for happy Thursday nights. I made it!!!

~stacey

~WednesdaysOff,WHAT?!~

I consider the hours of 3:30 to 8:30, Monday through Friday to be "extra curricular". 
I am fully aware that 8:30 seems an ungodly hour to call "extra curricular" but I have two kids over the age of 10, and two nipping at their heels.

One of whom is a gymnast, so I have learned that you can't demand that they be home before 9:00..even on a school night….IF you choose a parenting style that has your kids "in stuff".
(which is something you and your spouse must debate and decide…which route are we going?) 
it's a reasonable question for sure.

the only reason I am semi okay with afternoon/evening commitments is because my crew is home with me half the time for school….without that, I couldn't bear for them to be so busy in the afternoons.
I would simply miss them too much and would be incredibly frustrated by the lack of hours I had with them. 

Back to us…

The "scheduling gods"…I say this tongue in cheek…have smiled on me.

Our fall schedule has just been finalized.

With a total of 27 hours of combined activities for four kids including tennis, gymnastics, and piano, during the afore  mentioned hours, (which total up to 25 available hours), 

somehow
someway
I (we) have been given Wednesday afternoons completely off.

nothing going on Wednesday afternoons.
nada
zero
zilch
zip
niente
nihil

not.a.thing. is scheduled for Wednesday.

I can't even believe it.

Seriously credit this to God having mercy on me.

I told Brad that if he dare step one foot inside this door after 5:00 on Wednesdays,
then don't even bother.
He may as well stay gone because 
he will be in a pot of hot water.

I think he is actually a little scared….which he should be…because Wednesdays just became pretty important to this mama. 

#humpday

thank.you.Jesus.

~stacey