Sabbath Confessions

So, it's Sunday, it's time for me to be in church, and instead, I'm sitting on my couch, looking pretty much like this (except I got my hair done yesterday, so it's color fresh). (Do TRY not to be too frightened by my extreme morning hotness, who knows why I took this pic one morning while the kids were eating breakfast? I'm just wierd like that)

It seems my little bubbs has a never ending faucet of snot pouring out of his shnozzle, AND his little eye is all green and goobery. Therefore, I felt it best to probably keep him home. Wasn't that so responsible of me? Not gonna lie, it was disappointing a bit, because c'mon, my hair is fresh and new. Let's face it, when you have "red" hair, it fades like a mo-fo and FAST! But alas, sick kid, me responsible, here I am. It was the STRANGEST feeling to send Jere and Maggie off to church as Max and i waved goodbye. I mean really, I'm pretty sure I can say, that has NEVER happened in the history of our marriage, me at home, Jere going to church alone. Just another testament to his love for this ward, plus he's teaching Sunday School AND Elders Quorum today...sheesh!

So, what does one do when church doesn't start until 1:00 and the kids are awake at 6:30? So far today I have done:

3 loads of laundry

cleaned the kids room and the family room

unloaded and loaded the dishwasher

hand washed another load of dishes

swept and mopped the floor

watched Super Why with Maggie

checked blogs, facebook, etc.

So add to this that I am now NOT at church, nor did I get ready, boredom! But don't worry, I have a plan...

Max is asleep, as is Maggie, since Jere has returned with her, due to the fact that she kept telling him she needed to go potty, but then wouldn't go once on the toilet. Yeppers, the girl is in big girl panties, doing pretty well (sans the poo incident at Dixies yesterday). Anyway, children sleeping, Jer going back to church, I am going to...........soak in the tub....And, AND...............................

shave my legs! No fears peeps, it's only been about 2 months. Sick, I know! But, two things....I wear long pants every day AND I don't grow that much hair. Nuff said.

Let's see, what else can I confess...

I have severe guilt because I am sucking at my calling.

I am not a fan of said calling.

I have an unruly, tired 1 year old that makes doing that calling less effective

The "Calling "is Relief Society Chorister.

I SUCK at leading music of any kind. No really, S-U-C-K! I'm rhythmically challenged.

I miss many weeks, because Max is needing a nap, or sick, or I need to go somewhere else or whatever.

Don't suggest Jere take him, 1) Jere is teaching, and or can't handle him, and don't suggest someone else take him because Max is a SERIOUS Mamas boy that FREAKS out when others try to hold him. SUPER annoying!

Pretty sure the R.S. Pres. is severely disappointed, which makes me sad, 'cause I love her so.

I NEVER go to Sunday School, EVER!

Can't make myself do it. We're total hall hangers, where we chat and play with our friends.

I find it tedious and boring.

A LOT of people don't go to Sunday School.

I miss seeing my peeps at church.

I haven't don't my visiting teaching since I moved in here.

I feel bad about this. BUT, I DID take my ladies Christmas gifts and a highlighted copy of the lesson. That counts for something, right?

I SWEAR to actually do my Visiting Teaching starting this month!

I LOVE my visiting teachers and actually don't mind that they come see me.

Alright, with that said...I've lifted a small burden from my chest and now I can go take care of bidness.

Hairy legs and reverence,

Allyson