It was a long weekend and it really did feel long. Today, Monday was probably the best part of it.

Marissa was pretty much busy all weekend (and I was mom taxi for some of it). Today she did go to lunch and grocery shopping with G and I though. Kevin spent the weekend here and all went pretty well. He was good and loving towards me...and G too which is the odd thing. As the weekend went on, the two warmed up to each other without ever talking about what had been said. More than once, I peeked around a corner into the living room to see Kevin cuddled up to G on the couch. I just can't figure it out. Maybe I'm not meant to. For now, it's what I asked God for and so I'm thankful. Sunday morning there was some slight tension because Kev gave me a hard time when I asked him to let the dogs out, but all in all, it was a successful first weekend back for Kevin.

My parents flew home Saturday night to be with their best friend, whose husband died in his sleep Saturday morning. They're here for two weeks to help her get through the loss and adjustment. My parents and them had just taken a road trip. They all knew it would be there last trip, but nobody is ever quite ready for the death of a loved one. They had only been home two days.

I've been in a real mood all weekend. Being broke on a weekend especially sucks. More so when you're broke to the point that you're not even sure what you're going to cook for dinner. I did go shopping today with bill money though. Other things will get paid when I can pay them, but I can not go without food in the house. We have four kids. If you can imagine, G went grocery shopping just Thursday and spent about $100 (what he had). And by today the cupboards were just about bare. Not even all four kids were here. But since our pizza night on Fridays has went out the window for a while, our groceries don't go as far. Not to mention that cooking every day (or almost) really bites. It's not even so much that I hate the task, but I hate having to think of what to cook. I feel like I cook the same thing all the time and then we have one vegetarian in the family...so I always have to make sure that there is enough of a non-meat variety in our dinners.

G and I got into a deep conversation yesterday. Well it wasn't so much a conversation, as it was each of us speaking our mind. I had been holding in a lot of things (and not doing a very good job of it). We still have no real solutions as of yet (especially since G has been without his meds going on two weeks now due to lack of money for a simple copay). But it did help to get it off my chest and realize that he's still there loving me, just as promised. Could he really be able to handle me at my worst after all?

He went to pick up his kids and is apparently having a conversation with their dead-beat mom. He must be thrilled about that. Her lack of being a mother really disgusts both of us. And no, the kids weren't with her this weekend. She spent an hour and a half with them.