The boys are out of the house for a little bit. I had to send them on their way to the grocery store for tonight's dinner at my brother-in-law's house. We do "Sunday Dinner" with them every week. About 2 1/2 years ago we were over there two weeks in a row for dinner and Hubby jokingly asked them what was for dinner the following Sunday and so it began. We've done all sorts of things like Fondue night, make your own Stromboli, pizzas, burgers, turkey dinner with the fixings, just ordered in fried chicken and pizza, you name it we've done it. Tonight is gyro night and I'm making Paula Dean's Ooey Gooey Butter Cake but I'm doing the peanut butter/chocolate combo because my Hubby lives and breathes for all things peanut butter/chocolate. I'm also bringing potatoes to make carnival fries. We have such a great time going over and catching up once a week with them and getting step-son and his two cousins together.
The dare for today was to practice patience and say nothing negative to my spouse. I've done fairly well so far today considering we cleaned out the garage and organized it, which meant three people on top of each other, fighting over 20-year-old stuffed animals, books, pictures, etc. that were all boxed up outside (side note - I found a package my mother saved for me, which was New Kids on the Block party supplies. Paper plate, napkins, cups and a table cloth...OH EM GEE). It did grate on my nerves but I did well. The day isn't over but I think I'll make it through, I try not to get down on him as it is and so today is a rather easy dare I suppose.
This week will try my patience though and I've affectionately called it "Hell Week". Monday and Wednesday I work both jobs, which means 8 a.m. - 4:30 p.m. and 5:00 p.m. - 11:30 p.m. Tuesday night I have a work get together, which involves playing poker with my best buddies and it's only a monthly thing, so I hate to skip it. Thursday night I have acupuncture and then bowl with my other. Friday night I have a work get together (again) but shouldn't be too long because I'm going to a Pure Romance party (hubba hubba) with my sister-in-law. Then next Saturday and Sunday I have more afternoon shifts at my part-time job. I won't make it home before 10 p.m. any night in the next seven nights, and I know I'll be frustrated and want to complain that the dishes aren't done, the laundry needs folded, etc. but I'm going to practice patience and I have to realize he works too, we have lots to do around our home and he's only one person....so am I.
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