God's Grace!

We just got called "a cute couple".  So cute in fact that the receptionist told her sister about how cute we were together.  Ha!  Looking back a year or two, and that would amaze me...  God's grace.

But my husband has done a great job of caring for me.  He still is since I am not totally independent yet.  He's bossy, I'll tell you that.  Made me sleep.  Made me take my pills so I would sleep.  Didn't let me shower even though I so wanted to sneak one in and not tell the doctor.  He's bossy.

But he also managed the kids, the schedules, the cooking, the shopping, and even holding my head when I threw up. (Pain medication and me are NOT a good mix!)  He set his alarm to wake me up to take my pills o schedule and pulled himself out of bed in the mornings to fix breakfast for the kids.  He's a great husband, if a little bossy.

The good news is that four days of drug enforced sleeping did conquer the remnants of my cold and I am feeling mostly better again.  I'm still dragging tired, but that may clear up once all these drugs clear from my system.

I am almost healed from surgery.  Not quite yet, and that lingering "not yet" frustrates me.  (I am not extremely patient.)  I am a little worried.  I thought I would be doing better by now and I am not yet.  The doctor is pleased, so I should be too, but I will be happier when things are back to normal.

We did however, get our tree up!  Slightly haphazardly as I tried to direct without being able to see it well, three boys in how to properly space ornaments around the tree.  It is up.  It looks like Christmas.  And i even threw an apple crisp in the oven last night. (Thank God for those jars of apple pie filling we canned a few months ago!)

So, we might not have the best menu yet or the best tree, but I'll settle for being the cutest couple!