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A Weekend With the Fam

Posted on 28th March 2010 by Kristy in my family

Hubby went to the chiropractor on Friday, and he was in serious pain for the rest of the day. We had planned to go up and spend the night at my mom’s house, and have a get-together with my brother and his family on Saturday. But since he was in such bad shape, I told him I would stay home with him that evening and Pumpkin and I would go up on Saturday morning.

He waffled back and forth over whether he was able to go, and finally decided he wasn’t. Then Pumpkin got home from school and was upset that we wouldn’t be going that night, and Hubby said it wouldn’t be right not to take her. That caused quite a ruckus, and I won’t go on and on about the details, but we grudgingly came to a compromise that he would come with us that evening.

Well, he was in pain all weekend. But he can’t say I didn’t offer to stay home and look after him, nor that I didn’t warn him that the ride up there wouldn’t be good for him. Still, it didn’t turn out all bad. Hubby, Pumpkin and I had some of Mom’s famous homemade chicken tenders for supper on Friday, and I provided delicious DiGiorno pizza and breadsticks courtesy of House Party for lunch on Saturday. Once he felt up to it, Hubby went for a walk in the woods and found a bunch of old glass bottles that Mom said he could take and keep, sell or whatever. And perhaps best of all, Pumpkin got to play with one of her favorite cousins for a good long while.

With my DiGiorno party kit, I got a very nice apron. I put it on when it came time to cook (protective clothing is something I definitely need when I step into the kitchen), and Mom asked if I could make her a pattern out of it. I told her I had no idea how to do that, but that I would let her have it when I was done cooking and she could use it or make patterns with it or whatever. I’ve already got one apron from my Oscar Meyer House Party, so I figured it wouldn’t hurt to let her keep that one if she wanted to.

By the time we got home Saturday evening, we were worn out. But we all had a good time. And hopefully Hubby learned a valuable lesson: Wifey always knows best!

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