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January 07, 2007

"Uber-Grouch"

This is the name Husband has bestowed upon me. He says I've been really grumpy lately.

Well, gee, I wonder why? I haven't been feeling good, I had to deal with the furnace man on Friday, Daughter will not nap and is shoving candy up her nose...I haven't had a very good week!!!

Now, today, I have to schlep a ton of crap to church. I had to open my big, fat mouth and volunteer to do the hospitality stuff, and since Husband is working today I also have to take in the projector and his laptop for the PowerPoint presentation.

I do not like this for several reasons. Church should be about hymnals, not slideshows on a screen. I'm not comfortable with all the hoo-ha that goes with the show; I can handle the hook-ups and all, but not the software glitches. And! I resent the assumption that because my husband isn't available, I can just take over for him.

Not so much!

So, I have to get myself, the younglings, the laptop and projector, and my orange citrus bars into the church. I have to connect everything, rush over to set up the hospitality table, and try to get Daughter to use the restroom. After services I have to tear down and try to serve at the same time.

I've been told that the way to heaven isn't through good works but through faith and salvation. That's funny, because I'm doing a hell of a lot of work!!!

But wait, I said I wouldn't talk about church anymore! Oh well, this is a different church.

UPDATE: It went fine. I still don't like doing it, but there were no major foul-ups and there weren't that many people there anyway. And my orange citrus bars won raves! I can't take all the credit, it was a Paula Deen recipe!

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Posted by Groovyvic at 07:32 AM | Comments (1) | TrackBack (0)
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Uber-Grouch, that is classic. I might try that one on 'She who must be obeyed" and see how she likes it. 'Little Miss Cranky Pants' is another name that I use from time to time, followed by a sharp pain in my ribcage.

Posted by: Yolo Cowboy at January 8, 2007 01:01 AM