Monday, June 06, 2011

And the Award for the Worst Day Ever Goes to....

Last night I dressed in tails, pretended I was on the town.
As long as I can dream, it's hard to slow this swinger down.
So please don't give a thought to me, I'm really doing fine.
You can always find me here, having quite a time.
        -Counting Flowers on the Wall, The Statler Brothers

This song may seem insane, and it sorta, kinda is, and it would almost be relevant, had I remembered it correctly.  The lyrics go "As long as I can dream, it's hard to slow this swinger down."  I remember it as "As long as I can laugh it's hard to slow this swinger down."  As I was telling one of my best friends today, as long as I can laugh I'll be okay.  This might now be the most stellar way of dealing with stressful situations, but it sure beats crying... or losing my temper. 

I suppose this really is a far cry from my worst day ever, although I'd be hard pressed to remember a day that was really so terrible longer than six months later.  In some ways I am remarkably thankful for my lack of long term memory.  Maybe it's a blessing in disguise?  Anyways, I digress.  Today I was reminded how much I love children... and how much I despise irresponsible parents.  I could tell you the specifics of any number of situations- to whichyou would most likely laugh, because that's all I've managed to do- but it would do nothing for my acceptance/forgiveness and so I pass over the opportunity to chastise other peoples parenting styles and instead entertain you with some of my thoughts from the day.

As many of you are aware the theme for VBS (Vacation Bible School) this year is "Panda-mania".  I think this is secretly code for "Pandemonium."  Planning for/actively participating in VBS brings us closer to God by putting us through a little hell.  Listening to 83 children singing off key may be likened to Dante's Purgatorio.  God made Texas to bless people- He gave us 102 degree weather to keep them humble.  Never underestimate the power of VBS volunteer Moms in large numbers to over plan everything and forget the obvious with the best intentions.  Being "not responsible" for my three girls is one of the hardest things I have to do there- especially when I see them and WANT to be caring for them.  Being "responsible" for my boys is rather difficult too as I expect much more from them than any other children.  Oh... and I am never ever EVER signing up to help with Bible Camp again... I hope.

By the way- what on earth were they thinking coming up with the name Pandamania?

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