I'm kind of a mess, so I haven't been blogging. I'm still feeling a bit raw from the surgery, and I'm only now at the point where I don't have a major sinus headache daily. My husband has been an excellent Mr. Mom the past few weeks. And just when he thought he could hand back the mop, I came down with a brutal stomach and intestinal virus. I'm beginning to feel like I'm being picked on.
The kids are stoked for Halloween. I just dropped the Tyrant off at school in a Yoda costume, much to his chagrin. He was supposed to be Buzz Lightyear, but we suddenly have August-like warmth and humidity, and I couldn't see putting him in a head-to-toe plastic costume. I happen to have the Yoda costume, so he can be comfortable, if not happy about it.
The Princess is grounded from the internet for a month, due to the letter the school sent us about her current grade in math. The problem now is that she is on student council, which requires email communication, and her math teacher wants them on a math web site daily to work on skills. So she has access for those things, but nothing else. It's becoming very difficult to feel like she's really being 'punished', although she can't go on her favorite site, which is Shelfari.
The Boy is having an excellent year at school so far. The work-to-contract situation that our teachers are in is working in his favor, as he only has one page of math homework every night and that's it. His teacher was his special education teacher last year, so she works extremely well with him.
The Man and I are starting marriage counseling soon. I don't know how thrilled he will be that I'm talking about it here, but it is what it is. I don't think there's any shame in saying that we are marriage morons at times, and that we need some outside help. I love that Man more than words can say; he is totally awesome. But we have issues that need to be dealt with. Some old, some new. We weren't Christians when we first started dating, and we have baggage from that time period. We were supposed to start yesterday, but the stomach bug cancelled all life outside of my powder room for a day or so. We'll reschedule once we know his work schedule. He's supposed to go to day shift this week, but that is always subject to change.
Little Sister has been telling me about a house that she & her husband are interested in buying. The house is just your average ranch, nothing spectacular. But it sits on five acres. And has a little barn. And is completely fenced including a gate on the driveway. To say that I am jealous would be completely accurate. How did my country heart end up living in the suburbs again?
I will say this though, that at 10pm yesterday I was able to drive three minutes to Walgreens to get cough syrup for the Tyrant. Living in a shopping metropolis does have it's advantages, even if it doesn't have rolling hills and cowboys.