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Life on a Sunday

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Sundays are lazier than weekdays for me, but more active than Saturdays. On Sundays, I do some fun stuff (DVDs or playing WoW). But I also do household chores, and basic things to get ready for the week so all is not chaos on Monday.

So, today… Laundry and dishes will be done. Bills will be paid. Grocery lists made, and coupons cut. Basically, that’s the plan. But if I don’t get to it all, that’s OK too. The whole point is to make the week easier – but to be nice to myself at the same time.

The biggest hitch to the bliss of weekends? The children. The boys get along great – until they don’t. And that cycle continues all.day.long. Both the boys are good, kind, smart folks. But with each other? The mind boggles at how they can get so mean so fast to each other. They treat each other worse than they would even consider treating anyone else in their lives. I just don’t understand it, and I have yet to come up with a way to solve it. Siblings. Ugh.

My Poor Longsuffering Husband

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I apologize for any weirdness or spelling errors. I’m currently on muscle relaxants and they make me fuzzy.

Before we got married, I informed Poe about my bodily idiosyncrasies. In short? I am a freak. I’ve written about it before, so I won’t go into the backstory too much.

Warning – If you are male, or hate discussions of bodily functions – stop reading. I’ll continue below the fold – but the fold doesn’t show on my feed, so stop reading now if you’re squeamish.

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Ahhhhhh, Maiwwage

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Poe and I have been married for 13 1/2 years. We were babies at merely 21 and 23. Have I ever done our story? I really ought to do that – it’s a good story. He’s a good man. So, very much not perfect – but neither am I. Oh MY! does he have stuff to put up with me. And I love him. However, I would like to post the following as an open letter to my husband.

Wife, 87, Shoots “Cheating” Husband, 88

…allegedly told police that she only “intended to scare the shit out of him” and “just went a little bit beserk” since “he was stepping out on me, and I just got pissed off.”

1. The article is worth reading.

2. Her husband is okay.

3. You go girl.

4. I hope I have that much Oomph at that age.

Date Day

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So, yesterday was date day for me and Poe. It’s really kind of sad and pathetic.

Babysitting is an issue for us. Due to Joseph’s issues, my parents don’t really feel comfortable watching him. With both their issues, we are damn well not going to hire a teenager. A “real” babysitter (ie: Nanny or AuPair or Child Development person) is WAY out of our budget. Any my best friend – while I completely trust her – has her own family, and so I hate to ask her unless it’s really really important.

Thus, grocery day is date day. Tuesdays are the one day Poe is with it during the day. He will have slept the night before, and doesn’t work that night, and so Tuesday’s the day. While the kids are at school, we hit up all the stores (going for the various sales/coupons), spending the time together child free.

Yesterday, we went to CVS, Vons, the bank, the Church of the Holy Touchdown (you’d have to be a local to understand) to vote, Rite Aid, and finally Ralphs. We spent a ton of money (which we had to spend on groceries, Yay!) stocking up on things on sale. You don’t really know money issues, unless you don’t know if you’re going to be able to buy milk for the kids that week. So, when we’re flush, we don’t waste the money on something frivolous – we buy food. By the way? If you need paper towels? My house is the house to come to. There was a sale. Now we won’t have to buy for a long time (kind of the point).

So that? Is our date. A little sad. But it’s time we spend together, both awake at the same time, not at home where we’re distracted by interests, work, chores, or kids. Plus, between our bad backs, between the two of us we equal one person buying groceries.

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