My mom comes home today! Yippee! Just in time for a fun-filled week of cleaning. Princess C is turning 2 on Thursday. Saturday is her party, and Sunday is her party, take 2. Every time I have a party, there is some sort of controversy. Somebody can't come, I picked the wrong day, there are other parties going on... I can never please everybody. Which I understand is quite impossible, but why is it every, single, time I try to have a party. Why can't one party go without a hitch. And I can't not have a party, because then people will get mad. I can't have a small party, because people not invited get hurt that they weren't invited. So anyway, this time, one of the relatives is getting a surprise party this Sat. Normally, it wouldn't be a problem because this relative and the relatives close to her don't come to my parties. BUT in the last few months, this relative has decided that family IS important and will now be spending more time with them. SO she firmly told her (live in, father of her children) boyfriend/fiance that instead of going to her friends party (her suprise party) they would be coming to our party. Of course that cannot happen, so she was told that the dates were wrong and the party is Sunday. So now, I get to have a big shin dig on Sat, stay up late with guests, THEN clean it all up and do it again on Sun. I could keep going, but I don't want to offend anybody in the off chance that somebody will read this. I have the whole "please people" attitude down pat, I just have to work on being happy about it. My SIL says that I am such a wonderful person, always trying to keep the peace. She says she admires me so much. What she doesn't hear is me ranting and raving to my hubby. God doesn't give me credit for something if my heart isn't right. Really, I am happy that she is putting family first. She has also been reading her Bible lately, rumor has it. So, I can't be too upset. If God is working in her life, who am I to stand in the way? Plus, I get to see her new baby twins!
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Aug. 23, 2006 - Give thanks...the glass is half full
Blessings,
Jenny