Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Morning Madness

Breathe in... Breathe out...

The boys are gone, as in Mr. Macchiato and Double Shot. I have my cup of coffee, the dogs are at my feet and now my day can begin.

Y'all would not believe what it takes to get that boy out of bed and moving in the morning. In fact, there is a hole in his wall right by his door that is currently covered by a poster from when I was pounding the wall in an effort to rouse him one morning. My husband has a hard enough time getting himself up and moving and ends up yelling almost every morning.

When my husband hollers his voice jars every cell in my body. He is so loud that I almost always think of that line from A Christmas Story, "My father wove a tapestry of obscenities that still hangs over lake Michigan to this day." Some poor hiker up on Pike's Peak may have just experienced a serious case of the heebie jeebies as the wind howled past carrying faint traces of the tirade Mr. Macchiato just had right as he opened our front door. Mornings like this I often wonder if I should take the cross down from our dining room wall that is visible through our front window. I already don't allow any sort of bumper stickers that identify us as Christians on our cars because we'd be a bad witness on the roadways.

I can see the light at the end of the tunnel though. He'll be graduating in May and then off to college next fall. I just hope that isn't the light from an oncoming train instead...

6 comments:

Trisha said...

Just caught up on your posts - it looks like you had a great Thanksgiving despite the cleaning stress. All of that yelling doesn't sound like too much fun - I think I heard a bit of it on the south eastern winds today . . .

Love ya, woman!

Karen Deborah said...

I'm sorry. My daughter is setting the mood in the morning here. What a difference it is making maybe some of her ideas would help you.

Chris H said...

My hubby yells too.... grrrr!
I know how it feels to try and get boys out of bed!

Laura~peach~ said...

love how you put that... :) prefect id say!

Oklahoma Granny said...

I used to go through that with our son. But what goes around, comes around as they say and he's already experiencing a bit of the same thing with his 10 year old. I can only imagine what it will be like when the boy is in his teens. Makes me laugh on the inside though just thinking about it.

Angela said...

Mornings like this I often wonder if I should take the cross down from our dining room wall that is visible through our front window.

oh girl, could I connect with this statement. Our family participated in the Elijah Cup..I remember thinking the week we were to receive the statue of the Holy Family, prayer card (to commit to pray for our family and our Church), and the Elijah cup..I was busy outside (doing my thing, ,,you know,,LOL)..Randy was inside the house getting ready for Church (stomping around like a bear) and I said..'Holy Family DO you REALLY want to come here, to this home? You KNOW what your in for!) sigh