{"id":2869,"date":"2012-05-04T09:48:22","date_gmt":"2012-05-04T13:48:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=2869"},"modified":"2012-05-05T09:58:58","modified_gmt":"2012-05-05T13:58:58","slug":"thanks-eve","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=2869","title":{"rendered":"Thanks Eve!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">What a crazy storm we had last night! \u00a0The younger boys and I were in bed, snuggling, when Zach pointed out the darkness that took over the sky. \u00a0It was scary, the wind howled, the rain was beating down and there was just an over all eeriness. \u00a0Sanj and older two boys were in town. \u00a0I was wondering if I should head to the basement with the boys. \u00a0It ended up being just a crazy storm. \u00a0One of my favorite lullabies is the beating rain on our steel roof&#8230; I absolutely love it.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">After we came home from school yesterday, Josh walked in and was beaming as he gave me a tulip. \u00a0It was the only tulip in the garden. (Sad, I know). \u00a0This boy is so in love with me.<a href=\"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/485193_10151001569245828_568215827_13088099_1634180883_n.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-2870\" title=\"485193_10151001569245828_568215827_13088099_1634180883_n\" src=\"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/485193_10151001569245828_568215827_13088099_1634180883_n.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"480\" height=\"640\" srcset=\"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/485193_10151001569245828_568215827_13088099_1634180883_n.jpg 480w, https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/485193_10151001569245828_568215827_13088099_1634180883_n-225x300.jpg 225w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 480px) 100vw, 480px\" \/><\/a>I can&#8217;t imagine my life without this special boy of mine. \u00a0He is such a blessing. \u00a0This fall I really should plant a bunch more bulbs so that he will have more choices (he only has dandelions \u00a0now to pick).<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I really wish I could get into gardening. \u00a0It is so not my thing. \ud83d\ude41<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Yesterday I was chatting with one of my friends about life, marriage and being a woman. \u00a0Being a woman is hard work. \u00a0We have so many expectations. \u00a0Don&#8217;t you think? \u00a0It can&#8217;t be helped. \u00a0It is who we are. \u00a0And when those expectations aren&#8217;t met&#8230; what happens? \u00a0There is such a hurt. \u00a0 Disappointment. \u00a0There lays a hole in your being. \u00a0Is this true?<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Sigh. \u00a0I am glad I have boys. \u00a0They live life so differently. \u00a0They are so oblivious. \u00a0They just don&#8217;t care. \u00a0They&#8230; men in general&#8230; are such simple creatures. \u00a0Simple.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Maybe we have too high expectations. \u00a0Maybe our definitions are different. \u00a0I was reading a beach read and had an epiphany. \u00a0Part of the story was this wife totally frustrated with her husband for not helping out in the house more. \u00a0He would eat and leave his dishes in the sink&#8230; even if the sink was cleaned. \u00a0He would leave his clothes everywhere and then expect them to be miraculously cleaned and hung up. \u00a0He wouldn&#8217;t care about his hygiene. Even after his wife ragged on him&#8230; never brush his teeth before bed or shower after working with the mulch and manure. \u00a0Etc. \u00a0She, the wife was fed up.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Eventually, in the climax, when the husband finally realized (through a series of events) that he is losing his wife, they have that talk. \u00a0He told her that he was trying. \u00a0He would mow the lawn, clean the garage out etc. \u00a0He was doing his best. \u00a0It was a shock for him to realize that his wife wanted help INSIDE the house.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Now I realize there are many men that get this. \u00a0Yet there are those that don&#8217;t. \u00a0Such a funny thing because last weekend we had company coming over. \u00a0I was bustling around, cleaning, cooking and getting irritated at doing it all. \u00a0Then Sanj came home. \u00a0And then he went out again. \u00a0To mow the lawn.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I found myself laughing as I read this part in the book as the man said, &#8220;You want me to help INSIDE the house?&#8221;\u00a0Such a funny world. \u00a0I wonder if Eve had not sinned if we, as women, would have had things so much easier, in general?<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>What a crazy storm we had last night! \u00a0The younger boys and I were in bed, snuggling, when Zach pointed out the darkness that took over the sky. \u00a0It was scary, the wind howled, the rain was beating down and &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=2869\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,189,28,6,1,32,13,140,15,5,11,55],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2869"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2869"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2869\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2874,"href":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2869\/revisions\/2874"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2869"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2869"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2869"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}