Now I question all the time how some moms do it. Like how do you keep a clean house, get a lesson plan in with your kids, no TV time, one Pinterest project and 3 meals on the table, all the while keeping a tight ass. Go ahead and F*** yourself. I can't manage to juggle 3 of those things even partially well. By the grace of God, I married a man who is a phenomenal cook. There is nothing that he cannot make taste amazing. Its a family gift. His father before him, passed it to him. Now when I cook (which I only have 1 meal to make a day for myself, but 3 for my kiddos) I manage to burn and under-cook, just about everything. I over season or forget to season at all. I also recently learned the difference between simmer and boil - 1 pot and my entire house smelling like smoke for a week later. Pinterest is the vain of my existence. I spend so much time on it looking at recipes I cannot make and projects I will never do. I can sometimes squeeze out some cute foot or hand art to give as gifts to family members. I'm trying. My house is always a wreck, but I am some how always cleaning it. The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again expecting different results. Can't that apply to picking up my kids toys? I mean why pick it up when I know it will trip me tomorrow.
My husband is wonderful. He doesn't have any idea where the laundry hamper is, but he also doesn't care if I do either. He has no expectations for me beyond keeping our kids alive. Since he spends a third of his life behind his BBQ smoker, he only complains when he runs out of underwear or has to put on his white socks (the white socks have only been acquired through our years of using laundromat and some how getting other peoples socks).
The advantage to marrying your best friend is that there is no veil of secrecy. We knew all the nity gritty details and yet some how forgot it all and fell in love.
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