Busy Busy Buzzy

So, yesterday was a really long day, and by the end of it I wasn't a very nice person, and really wished I was an alcoholic, or at least wished there was a bottle of anything in my house!

Got up an hour early, got myself ready, got the hubby's breakfast and lunch ready, left early to go set up for the last MOPS. (HALLELUJAH!!!!) I love the ministry, but by this time of year I'm ready to be done, with everything, oh wait, I'm self employed without paid vacation, oops, guess I have to keep working.

Anyways, ran MOPS, no big headaches, just my own lack of patience acting up.

The lack of patience stems from the fact that by 6:00 tonight I'll be at my in-laws (out-laws) cottage for 4 days Yes, four days because of the evil thing (to me at least) known as a summer holiday weekend. I can't escape it. The hubby would let me, and not go without me and leave me home car-less (we only have one) and bored and lonely and worried about what his family members are saying about me behind my back, but my in-laws wouldn't. Well, they'd let me send him alone, but him not going is not really an option. My mother-in-law has this strange notion that they still should matter more than I do. She likes to remind me that they're his real family, so they know and understand him best. Because he lived with them 23 years (minus college), it will take me at least that long to know him as well as she does, and be able to understand him as well, and even, get this- "love him as much". Yeah, can you see why they're often referred to as the "out-laws"? Whenever I try to pull us away from some form of family anything, I'm trying to separate my husband from his real family.

What I wouldn't give to be allowed to say what I really think about this whole "real family" thing.

He was born into their family, by no choice of his own.

He CHOSE me. He LOVES me. He MARRIED me. Out of respect for HIM, they should at the very least be able to show some respect for our marriage, by not putting him in the middle of an "us vs her" battle. I'd don't care if you respect me, but you were a willing part of our wedding, respect the marriage.

Enough said on that.

After MOPS I had my crazy long lesson day, which was supposed to lead to date night. Instead it led to the hubby's dentist appointment and a few errands and an 8:30 dinner I had to cook. After dinner I did what I never ever wanted to do- I buzzed all my husband's hair off.

Don't take me wrong, in general, it's not a bad look, but it's not right on my husband. When we were in highschool, long before we were dating, he had a shaved head all the time because he was a swimmer. Thankfully when he went to college and swimming ended for him, he stopped shaving his head. In highschool I honestly always thought he was a nice guy, just really funny looking. Seriously, he has a long head, and basically no forehead, and really thick, wide set, protruding eyebrows, which in highschool read "eyebrow". The look just DID NOT work.

Well last night he convinced me to revisit that look for him. Let's just say I cried and could not make eye contact for at least an hour.

Yeah, yesterday was not my day. Today isn't looking too good either, same through the weekend and no day off Tuesday. You may want to stop reading until at least Thursday.