I could have gotten really angry, but I really want my husband to feel free to bring his friends home. One of his friends is going home to Pakistan this week to be married (an arranged marriage). He won't see this guy again for months if ever. So I tease him a little about the last minute notice, then prioritize. I clean up the kitchen, make sure there are enough dishes for four sloppy boys, and most importantly clean the bathroom!! Then I have a choice - make snacks or mop the kitchen floor. I figured that the boys would rather have food than a perfectly clean floor, so I put out a plate of soft pretzels with some dips, and some cookies. I get dressed again so I can greet them nicely.
So I do, I say hello, and good night. Give my husband a kiss and go to bed, then let the rest go.
As I lay in bed I can hear them chattering, and I think about how nice it is, just being married to a guy (warts and all). I could have gotten so mad or even said NO WAY, but instead I can listen to him and his friends buzzing with boring male conversation as I doze off. It's good.
Saturday was a special tradition for me and Nan - twice a year we go out and buy a new wardrobe for the kids. We start very early - 6:30am. That's why I didn't stay up with the boys, not that I really would have wanted to. Unfortunately my alarm forgot to go off (ahem) and the first sound I heard was the phone ringing at 6:45! So we skipped out usual full breakfast and went to McDonalds, then got in line for the KMOMS sale in Mechanicsburg. We did really well, our finds will be in another post. They have mostly stuff for littles, so we will have to find a new strategy when the kids get bigger.
Saturday night, Lee and Jon were going to a basketball game. One of Lee's friends gave him FREE tickets to the 76ers game! That's a pretty big deal. They had a lot of fun.
Me and the kids went to the vigil mass. I did have to take Olivia out once, but I had to use the bathroom anyway, so it wasn't a problem. I was explaining to Olivia about the gifts being brought forward and the priest offering them to God, and she asked me a question about the "cup with beer in it".... I really had to choke back a laugh on that one.
It is Passion Sunday, or Palm Sunday. Here are the crosses we made with our Holy Palms. We will hang them up on our walls until next year. I got the directions from here.

2 comments:
Rachel, you're a better woman than I. :)
Good job on making the Holy Palm crosses.
I love the crosses! I need to file that one.
Mommi
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