Kids went to their grandparents for the weekend. It was awesome. Got some sleep. Cleaned up just a tiny bit. Hubby and I got some date time. I got to go bra shopping with out screaming children, so that was nice.
Friday, we went out with some other couples to a Country Dance Bar, after we dropped off the kids. Stayed out until 1:30am. Only had a few drinks but felt so hungover the next morning, since we were up so late. Got up, ate breakfast with Hubby, sent him off fishing, and I went shopping. Thank you Bonus Weekend!
Hubby forgot to make reservations for Saturday night dinner at my favorite restaurant, so we went to another place. Wildflower. It was pretty darn good, especially for being 2nd choice. I am just glad they could get us in. I was so disappointed about Gumbos (my favorite), that I almost started crying. I had been looking forward to it for weeks. I think Hubby knows he messed up. Hopefully this will be a life lesson for him on not forgetting. I was nice about it, just kept reminding myself that we were blessed to be able to go anywhere at all.
Then I went and got my tattoo! I would post a picture of it, but it's not letting me. I got Matthew 5:9 on my wrist. I loves it super hard. It's for my Hubby and our Thin Blue Line Family. I was going to get Abbey's feet on my foot, but lost the card with the imprint. I was so looking forward to getting it. I am so disappointed in myself.
Then we went to Brass Tap, a local place in town, and met up with some friends. It was awesome just relaxing and hanging out. I had only 2 drinks, didn't want to feel like shit on my day off.
Slept in Sunday morning. Hubby and I grabbed brunch and promptly ignored each other while we placed on our phones for a while. Cleaned a few things up. Went and got kids. Promptly wished they had stayed at their grandparents. Haha. Harper had diarrhea, so we had to pull over on the side of the road for her to poop. That was gross. We also stayed home Monday to make sure we didn't pass it along.
Harper and I made homemade muffins and a semihomemade dinner. No body likes the muffins, exccept me and the dinner was a huge hit. Harper loves to do the dishes, and I encourage her to help me. I want the help as long as I can get it.
We also found out who cut Abbey's hair. Friday night, when we were out to eat, I tried to put Abbey's hair in a ponytail, and noticed it was a lot shorter and harder to do. I asked the baby sitter if she cut her hair, and she said no. I was so upset all weekend, because that was her 1st hair cut. Harper didn't have her hair cut until she was 3. So Hubby did a police interview technique on her, and got a full confession. She showed us which scissors she used and which trashcan she threw all the hair away in. At least it's a good story for the future, and I know her hair will grow back. Right it's a mullet though, sorry baby.
This post is all over the place and long but I don't even know if anyone is reading, so there.
One of the wives has cancer. She doesn't want anyone to know, her right, but she isn't doing well. She's probably in the final stages. And what blows me away is she refused Chemo. She has a young daughter. The wife is very organic and only eats certain organic foods, etc. If I got cancer, I would move Heaven and Hell and take anything I could to try and get better. I don't know her whole story, so I am trying not to judge. And I would also let Hubby tell people. Not for me, but for supporting my Hubby. Let people make him and the girls dinner. Let people watch the girls so he could go up to the hospital or take me to appointments. Let people help with money. Let people help. Because when I am gone, he's going to need a lot of support. It just makes me so sad, she's probably going to have to leave her family. And I don't feel she did everything in her power to get better. So yes, I guess that's me judging. Her husband knows we are here for them, and are just waiting until we get the all clear to help. I will say she did experimental treatments in Mexico, and they seemed to work. But she picked up a virus while down there and it set her back. It would knock down a normally healthy person, but for someone with a weakened immune system, it's devestating. If you're reading this please keep their family in your prayers. They need all they can get.
I'll leave you on that heavy note.
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