Weak-end

11:55am this morning:

“Hi.”

Where are you?

“At church.”

I thought you were going to be home by noon?

“I said I might; I didn’t say I would…”

Further discussion about how Marc and Olivia were invited over to the pastor’s house for lunch. However, I had just finished wiping up poo from the bathroom floor and was looking forward to a reprieve from the children’s diarrhea from Marc’s supposed-imminent arrival, so I strongly encouraged him to get groceries and come home.

You see, our house has been struck with some kind of bug. I guess a flu bug. Nothing too major. Luke threw up at school on Friday morning but that was the only time it’s happened. However, all five of us have spent the weekend feeling rather off and all of the kids have made frequent trips to the toilet. We can’t pinpoint where the bug came from, but we do hope it doesn’t last much more than the weekend.

And, yes, I was a bit annoyed when Marc was annoyed that I wanted him to come home. It was at the point of the morning where Luke was flopping around because he didn’t know what to do. And then there was the whole poop on the bathroom floor from the other child who stayed home with me this morning. Luke has now taken to moaning about this being the stupidest day ever and God should never have let him get sick — he is essentially cursing the heavens. And, honestly, with all of the poop I’ve had to deal with this weekend, I’m not too far behind him.

Not the heavens so much as the fact that I was here alone and that Marc seriously contemplated going out for an afternoon of lunch and visiting with friends.

But the funny thing is, is that the kids were asking me all sorts of questions as we hung out this morning. And for a lot of them I had to say, “You’ll have to ask your dad that.” Because Marc knows stuff that I don’t know. And Marc is often a lot smarter than I am. Madeline asked me a “moral” question this morning and I told her we’d see what dad says because he always knows the right thing to do in those kind of situations. He doesn’t care about getting things or saving himself, he wants to do the right thing.

I’m thankful for Marc. Even though it’s been a weekend full of shit, he’s a really, really good guy to have around.

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9 Responses to Weak-end

  1. Toni says:

    “I’m thankful for Marc. Even though it’s been a weekend full of shit, he’s a really, really good guy to have around. ”

    Thanks Dixie – that made me chuckle. Maybe it’s time to leave the beansprouts alone (if you’ve not been following what’s happened in Germany – 22 dead and >2300 seriously ill with E. Coli from beansprouts).

  2. Cheyne says:

    Yikes. I think you’re way more intelligent than your husband. Especially on the type of issues you refer to. Just ‘learn’ the guy to put mentally himself in others position and come home instead of visiting when there’s sickness in the house and poop to clear up.

  3. rebs says:

    So sorry to hear the bug hit your house

  4. Marc says:

    Come again, Cheyne?

  5. Margreet V. says:

    Dixie , did you all go to the beach before the weekend? The water could have caused you this problem, that is only in spring before there is more fresh water circulated, something like beaver fever.

  6. sharonK says:

    Right on, Dixie! Get that man home to help you in the poop brigade. Remember, the family that poops together, cleans together! Hope you’re all well by now!!! Love you….

  7. Cheyne says:

    Yikes. I think you’re way more intelligent than your husband. Especially on the type of issues you refer to. Just teach the guy to mentally put himself in others position and come home instead of visiting when there’s sickness in the house and poop to clear up.

  8. Marc says:

    No, I got that. You realize, Cheyne, that I am her husband? I don’t think you know enough of the context of that weekend, that conversation or our relationship in general to say “Just teach the guy to mentally put himself in others position and come home”.

  9. Cheyne says:

    You’re absolutely right Marc. I only know what I’ve read in each of the postings on both of your blogs for the past six years. Other than that, I don’t really know you guys at all.

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