Hydracodone + Blogging=...

I rationed out my pain killers and had one little pill left for a time such as this! And now that the painkiller is in my system I'm feeling up to a little blog post! I took a trip to Walmart by myself this afternoon... bought enough groceries for a small army and by the time I got home with my very large stash I was certain I would pass out from the pain. But rather than get in bed like I should have... I decided I'd stand in a hot kitchen and brown the 5 lbs of ground beef that I purchased and put it in the freezer for another day... by the time the browning was done... I was done. So, now in a drug-induced state I'll post about our weekend.

People always like to blog about how sweet and loving their husbands are. How come I've never read a post about fighting with your husband? Well, this may be a first! Honestly we had a rough start to the weekend and several harsh words were exchanged... nothing explicative in nature {although that has happened too, I've even thrown pizza on the floor} but words that aren't nice and hurtful. Even though no one ever blogs about fights with their husbands, I imagine most of y'all have them. If not, I think you might not be telling the truth. So, our weekend didn't start off too good. Thankfully we've reconciled and are on the same page now... praise the Lord! I really feel like there's not much a lower feeling than to be at odds with your husband. We seem to always argue over things that I imagine most of y'all argue over... time & money {or the lack thereof for both}. I think eventually we'll come to the realization that we are both doing the best we can and hopefully we are working towards recognizing each other's needs. I often feel like Paul when he says in Romans 7 "I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do." Thankfully we both realize the depth of our depravity {and if we don't recognize it we have each other to remind us of it... which my husband is extremely skilled in confessing other people's sin} which continually points us to our need of Savior. If you need help seeing your sin... just get married and ask your spouse; I'm sure they'll be more than happy to help you see your need for a Savior!

Saturday was pretty low key. Justin had to do some work stuff in the morning and again in the afternoon how dare him work on a Saturday, what is he thinking! Does he not love us and want to be here with us! Does he not think about me, I'm here everyday with these children, what about ME, ME, ME?! to provide for his newly expanded family. The girls played Play-doh {that a genius mother of 4 brought when she brought dinner last week!!} It's always so fun to see them be creative and then be so proud of the work that they have done.

Today we didn't make it to church but rather took it easy around the house this morning. A couple other families joined us for lunch & swimming and by the time all of this was said and done we had 3 children who were completely pooped out. The girls hit the sack and I hit Walmart. And well here I am now, in a hydracodone stupor blogging from my bed with John Martin who has just done a massive poopy explosion. This situation seems fairly familiar. I believe in his 2 short weeks on this planet I've been blogging with him in bed and it's all come to an end with a poopy explosion... off for diaper duty! By the way... this whole "outdoor plumbing" thing that boys have going on... is taking some MAJOR getting used to!! Good night!!