The weekend of a hunter widow

Now I hope no one jumps on the widow thing thinking that I have lost my husband.

Granted I did lose him but only for the weekend.

Had a blast with all the women of my family crafting and making bath products.  We hung out at the cabin Saturday and Sunday.  Diane who I have been referring to as the soap maven in our family showed us how to make lip balms, we did some sugar scrubs, shower fizzies.  I am so pumped to try my coffee sugar scrub.

Grandma was nice enough to let my dogs come with and opened a room in the house for us to stay.

All and all a great weekend and I am so excited that there are 2 weekends to hunting time.

Bring on weekend #2

impatience is not the virtue

So have the best husband I don't deny.  He is a honey and gets me coffee and makes me laugh.  He takes me to work to keep me from having to hop in a cold car. But seriously doesn't make me feel good when my phone has went dead and I get angry texts when I plug it in and get home.

Another year in the books

Deer Hunting has come and gone: boy am I tired.  All weekend running with the girls.  Dealing with the dogs that don't listen to me.  Being hit by the storm when the husband comes home with all his hunting junk that basically gets thrown anywhere and EVERYWHERE

Monday

Wowza: today is one of those Mondays.

You know the ones I am talking about?

Where a person should have stayed home and in bed.  Still fighting the body aches from being sick.  Drinking lots of water and getting sleep when I can.

 My darling husband kicked this thing in 48 hours.

Lucky him.

Lord Have Mercy

Sick and Tired

Literally.  There is some nasty bug that decided to plow it's way into my home.  Lucky Boxums right?  Being the rockstar worker I am: I have continued to work with very little absence from my employment. But not today.  With my head in a vice grip sinus wise and feeling like I am walking through a cloud thinking wise.  I guess being an adult and being responsible and knowing when you are licked- admitting defeat.  Well Today: I have made this decision.

That is I am heading home and I am not going to dawn the apron of my second job tonight and I am going to turn in bed early possibly just turn Netflix on for the background noise to drown out the snoring of other residents in the house.

Now just waiting for the cold/flu meds to kick.

Liza G over and out.

Family Time

What time do you make and for what family?

I coming from a family that may not be considered conventional but very tight.  My mama went to the mat when were kids to get us the family time on the holidays.  This gave us quality holidays because my father's family didn't gather like my mom's did.  Having holidays with my mom kept us from eating pizza and ringing in the new year by ourselves with dear old dad-not that we didn't have lonely holidays like that.

When I got married the big question was, "how do you balance".  His family or one of the many sides of mine.  My husband came from a family more like my father's not that tight.  When I first met his family in Colorado we met an aunt he had not visited with in more than a decade.  I was shocked.

I still play this internal tug of war with things. We live in MN and most of his family lives everywhere else.  Money is a big issue and time.  You know that old saying "when you have time you have no money: when you have money-you have no time."  I continue to save my pennies and hope we can do some traveling soon.  I think my husband is happy with our life but I really would like to get us in the habit of seeing everyone and I don't want decades to pass before we visit family members again.

Bedtimes, Budgets,& babies...oh my.

Bedtimes, Budgets & Babies...OH MY

So I haven't been sleeping well.  The parade of cop cars last week didn't help. 9 cars impromptu disco tech waking up my dogs and then waking up me.  I guess there are some perks to living in the wilderness off the grid.

Being married for more than a year I can tell you  I am by no means an expert.

I lived with my husband for sometime before we married (gasp- my apologies to my grandma) and since he first moved in the one thing that has changed is bedtime.  I used to go to bed at the earliest 10.  I didn't head to bed till I was dead-tired to the world.  When I added a new permanent body to the bed I had to make more room in the queen bed for more than just the queen.

My husband who slept alone for more years than myself spread out taking up all the real estate in slumberland unless I went to be with him when he went to crash.  His usual time to hibernate 7 PM.  Not an easy time for me to sleep.

But we have made concessions unless the circumstances (i.e. early morning work) were in need of 7pm sleep time.  He adjusted and went to be at 8 sometimes 8:30 I would go to be with him even if I wasn't tired.  I would read or watch a movie.  By hitting the pillow early I'd be more apt to get sleepy sooner: As well as Chris would know there was someone else in the bed.  Thus preventing him from spreading out like some prima ballerina ready to do plies

Something that we are still working on but not worrying so hard about or trying not to.  Finances

Well... I am lying

Money worries are occupying every waking moment of my day..

The date is April19th.  I am feeling crazy.  Coming up on being post thyroid surgery for a year.  I have been married for almost 2 years.  Been out of college more than 3 years and I still don't understand myself.  I am 30 years old married to the love of my life and certain about my identity.  I am wife but who else am I.  My angry mother in law when I barely talk to her she reminds me "when are you going to start giving her grandbabies?"  I want to be healthy before I partake in procreation.  My thyroid levels are still in the toilet and I would like to be healthy before I even consider babies.  So as I work at Home Depot and see these super cute kids and pray for naughty ones to come through to kill the baby fever.

Well well.  I am Liza whoever that is.  I am wife and unfortunately I am still confused.