Well, my thoughts are as scattered as the contents of our home, but here goes the first post anyway! A little bit of everything.
I couldn’t help but notice the terminology on our new lease agreement: Head of household (for my husband) and Co-Head (for me!) – ha! A two headed monster, they have made us.
Have I been living under a rock again, or is this terminology the “new normal” in lease and legal agreements, making “partners” in marriage further androgynous and interchangeable in nature??? Gads.
On a lighter note, I made my first outing in our new hometown yesterday morning, and had the pleasure of another this morning while Mister watched the children:
I hit the clearance aisle and RACKED UP the goods for myself (seamless tights, seamless diamond-weave hosiery – Mister’s favorite and mine) to keep my legs warm and his hands busy (smile); ten sparkly eye liners for TWO BUCKS cumulatively; four thick eyeliner shadows in wild colors for Mister (another favorite) for TWO BUCKS cumulatively; three lip glosses (one of them Fire Engine Red!); necessities for the house (like a toilet brush – trust me, DO NOT MOVE your old toilet brush into your new abode) and assorted goodies for the children. Fun!
Do not mistake me for cheap; this is frugality, girls. We can make ourselves sexy for our husbands with very little cash.
On a funny note, this move has done absolute wonders for our intimate life. Room to spread out and not always be right on top of each other during the day has led to the desire to be right on top of each other after the little ones are asleep. That, and the fact that Second Trimester Pregnancy Sex is m-u-c-h better than uber-nauseated First Trimester I-Just-Wanna-Projectile-Vomit Sex.
On a very serious note: the Lord has seen fit to move me and Mister in next door to a highly feminist, single mother: she has a son who is fifteen months old, and she brazenly told Mister that she “Just wants to raise HER son alone and get his father out of the picture as much as possible”. Gad.
Did I say recently, in public, on someone’s blog that I want to be bolder with women in error? Does this apply to “sinners” who are not professing Christians? What about rebuking one who doesn’t profess to follow Christ – the “rules” are different, aren’t they? I need to read my bible, but feel free to comment. My heart breaks for that child, growing up without a Daddy. I watched Mister go through so much of that because of the sins of the woman he has a child with when he was only twenty-two, and we are both very concerned about this young woman. Mister says that we have to attempt to build some type of relationship with her before we just unload Truth on her…but my flesh wants to b*tch-slap some sense into her – NOW!
Blessings until next time,