up way too late, again!

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The in-laws are leaving very early in the morning, DH will be up at 5:30 to take them to the airport... I hope the kiddos sleep in or I will be a wreck tomorrow! Fortunately, there isn't anything that we have to do, besides buy milk.

I think DH has been home for too many consecutive days because we had 2 or 3 little bickerfests today, which is unusual for us. Sometimes I get annoyed at how oblivious he is to just about everything. The man is a wonder, truly, and I love him to pieces, but how could he not notice that the chocolate coins from the kids' Christmas stockings have been sitting on the island counter in the kitchen since Christmas morning? I mean, they've been there for 4 days. Yes, there is a lot of other stuff on the counter, but it's not like they were buried. DH accuses me of thinking he should be clairvoyent. That's not it -- it's just that sometimes, he only sees what he wants to see, and he definitely only HEARS what he wants to hear.

Second tiff was over the shirt I bought him for Christmas. It's a beautiful dark blue silk and cotton blend from Ralph Lauren. He would look spectacular in it (big blue eyes of his and all). After hemming and hawing about the "dry clean only" tag (I told him, that just means "wash in cold water and don't put it in the dryer", I've been dealing with silk blends for years), he says, "OK, I guess I'll keep it." Today, though, after his Mom jokingly suggested he get a makeover from the Queer Eye guys, he finally admitted to me that he won't ever wear it to work, which is of course why I bought it for him -- so back it goes to the dept. store. Honest to God, I knew I would have to return it, but I was hoping, just hoping, that maybe he'd give a little on this issue.

THEN we had a tiff over the fact that I literally can not buy him clothes other than socks and underwear, and I've been known to screw that up, too. When I informed him that by far the majority of wives do buy their husbands clothes, he proclaimed that "weird", even though his own Mom said she always buys his Dad's clothes... and of course my Mom bought most of my Dad's clothes (except business suits) when he was still living... every wife I know buys her husband clothes. Except me, I'm not allowed, because everything I pick out is of questionable taste (!!!) or just not exactly like what he already has, and so he won't wear it. I said, wouldn't you rather not have the hassle of having to go out and get stuff? He said it's no trouble, but of course it is, if he ever needs anything it turns into some kind of production. Bah!

If I could only get him to wear some sort of pants other than black jeans, I would be making some real progress there,

So, you see how idyllic my life is, that is the kind of stuff DH and I argue about! At least I have things in perspective, and we ended the day quite friendly watching "League of Extraordinary Gentlemen", which was too long and too slowly paced but interesting, better than I expected it to be, actually.

We all 7 of us went out to lunch at Claim Jumpers where I totally splurged and got, not only a Duvel (my absolute fav Belgian ale) but also ordered fish 'n' chips. I didn't eat the breading on the fish but did eat quite a few fries... ended up on carb-overload today and paid for it with digestive woes this evening. Ick. My body always lets me know when I've eaten too much or the wrong thing -- everything just goes right through me.

I've been drinking lots of water, though, and that is definitely helping.

So, the long week of vacation stretches out before us. We'll take down the tree and put everything back to 'normal' (and maybe the cat will stop pooping on the carpet? I hope!). Then Jan 5 my mom comes in for 2 months and that will be another adjustment. I love having her here but I know she is going to nag me about doing stuff (as in, too much), because my surgery was not that long ago. Well, I'll just have to jump off that bridge when I come to it, right?

OK, enough mindless babble and off to bed! Yikes, look at the time!