2/28/11

Ah yes, Janka, pleez keeck my ahhhhz.

I signed up for a personal trainer.  Only three sessions- it's damn expensive- but Hubby thought it would be a good idea since I've been kinda bored at the gym lately.

I did a 20 minute free intro with Janka, who is this eastern european chick with a flat stomach and a 19 month old.  I already hate her and love her at the same time.  She's full of energy while I shlump behind her.  She has smooth tanned skin while I blind everyone with my albino cellulite.  She also asked me to please not chew gum during the workout.  Okay, that one is all my fault.  I'll work on breaking that habit.

So as much as I hated her, I friggin loved her and the workout, so I signed up.  Today is my first session.  The boys can play at the kid's club, and I'll be having a CzechSlovakian-Jillian-Michaels kick my a$$.  I'm dreading it.  And jumping up and down with excitement.

The weekend wasn't exactly the most waist-friendly.  We all stopped at McD's on Saturday for lunch.  Hubby got a DQPC, to which LB said, "No, Daddy!  That's not a cheeseburger!  It's a crabby patty."  Apparently, Spongebob is a huge influence?  Then last night, for the Oscars, I made a nice little Mediterranean spread, with bruschetta, tortilla espangola, a spanish salad, and sangria.  It wasn't that bad, but I'm sure we could have done without the alcohol.

Anyway, I'm totally expecting to ache all over tonight.  Fortunately, I picked up some flannel sheets at Bed Bath & Beyond yesterday (holy sh!t, flannel sheets, where've you been all my life???), so I'll have a nice comfy sleep to recover from my pain-inducing workout.

Can't wait!

2/27/11

Snowpocalypse, CA style


Who's gonna plow this town tonight?

(Seriously, this is the "major storm" we were all worried about???)

2/25/11

Milspouse Friday Fill-in #31

  1. Aside from no deployments, what is one thing you would want to make the MilSpouse life “perfect”? submitted by Oh How Delightful
    I want to be able to bring all my faves with me... my fav restaurant, dentist, doctor, coffee, park, chinese food, command, etc.  I want to go to Dunks with some of the wardroom wives from Hubby's last boat, then get a check-up with Dr. Carl, then play in the park down the street with the boys, followed by crab rangoon from Lucky Corner.  SIGN.  ME.  UP.

  2. Just how many peppers did Peter Piper pick? submitted by Married into Army
    A pack.  A peck.  A package.  A parcel.  A pile.  Anything that starts with "p".
  3. If you could have any career in the world with nothing holding you back, what would you do? submitted by It’s My Party and I’ll Cry if I Want To
    Including money?  I'd become a world traveler and have my own show about it, like Anthony Bourdain, but without the blood sausage (I almost threw up the other night watching that).

  4. Do you have a service oriented tattoo and if so what is it. If you don’t what would you get? submitted by The Squid’s Accomplice
    I don't have one, and probably won't get one.  I'm not into tattoos for myself because I change my mind about that kind of stuff.  I'd end up with ones that I no longer like! 
  5. Imagine a block of time has opened up in your busy day for you to take a class in anything you like. What subject would you choose?  submitted by To The Nth
    I would take a hot yoga class, or maybe a rock climbing class.  Something physical.  I don't want to sit in a classroom, even if it's about something I like.  Oh, and I'm a total nerd, so anything where I can be #1 in the class.  :)

2/24/11

Karma's a bitch... no, really.

I am a general believer in you get what you deserve.  However, it seems like karma is completely upside down lately.  There are days when I am definitely not all that I could be, and I still have an amazing, lucky day.  Then there are days like today where I reach out and try to help people and do the right thing, and I still get sh!t on.

Hm.  What's going on?  Is karma perceiving my niceties as vessels for ulterior motives??  Because that's not the case.  Or maybe the stupid stuff I have to endure is not all that bad, and I'm just blowing it out of proportion?  Possibly, but I don't think so.  I think there are just good days and bad days and you have to roll with it.

Sometimes when I'm having a bad day, I just give up.  Defeatist, I know.  But even when I do things to turn my day around, it seems nothing helps.  And it's much less stressful to not worry about what I'm doing wrong, and to just accept that sometimes lemons are too sour to make lemonade.

What do you think, dear readers?  Is karma a fair-weather friend?

2/23/11

Mountain biking is dangerous to the lady parts.

Owie.  Hubby and I recently bought new mountain bikes (thank you, tax return), and for the first time, I went off-road.  Well, I've been off-road before, but in my street bike when I was a kid.  Not exactly the best situation.  This time, I had the right bike and gear and all.

Let me tell you, those pants with the padded butt that makes you feel like you're wearing a diaper???  AWESOME.  I definitely would have had a lousy time without them!  And, they're slimming, bonus!

I made one rookie mistake, though.  Coming downhill way too fast on smushy sand, I skidded the back wheel out.  Desperate to gain some traction, I went off the trail into the grass, where I (thankfully) stopped short of a large bush.  However, my body didn't get the memo, since I slid right off the seat and onto the bar of the frame.

YOWCH!!  I am now sporting a lovely bruise the shade of indigo and olive green in a place I'd rather not have bruised ever.

This just also happens to be the spot where my pelvis fractured last year.  Fortunately, thanks to a lot of padding in the pants, I don't think I did any damage to the bone, but holy sh!t, I'm still limping around like I did last year.

It was a good time overall.  I went out for a few hours around a defunct Army base.  Somehow, I ended up in a former munitions area... I didn't see any signs for it until I was leaving the area.  Oops.  Glad I wasn't blown up.  Time away from the kiddos was nice- I didn't have to listen to whining and someone pulling my pants down (can't wait until JC outgrows that one).  And when I got home, the house was empty, since Hubby had taken them out to run errands.  A quiet house to shower in peace??  It was almost like winning the lottery.

I think mountain biking will be a regular weekend activity for me, not because I'm in love with it, but because I'm in love with being by myself for a few hours.  Does that sound anti-social and hermit-like?  Maybe, but it's good for my sanity.  It just might not be good for my hoo-ha.

2/18/11

Plow Guy Boogaloo

So, some of you might know of this group, Super Secret Project.  They have been writing songs and making videos of epic proportions, and they are wicked funny.  The lead singer is a guy I went to high school with, which makes watching his stuff all that much more cool for me!

They have a new song out, Plow Guy Boogaloo.  Even if you're not from the 603, you should check it out (and all their other non-NH-related stuff) because it rocks!

I may have to petition SNL to have these guys on their show.  Seriously, get a NHer to host (Adam Sandler??  Sarah Silverman??) and the SSP as the musical guest... that would be awesome.  :)

Milspouse Friday Fill-in #30

  1. What is your favorite MilSpouse blog (not including Wife of a Sailor who we all love, or your own)? submitted by Our Crazy Life
    Definitely Just A Geek Named Jess because she's awesome.  I really love all of the milspouse blogs that are listed to the right, or they wouldn't be on there!  :)  Let me know if you're awesome (or if someone you know is awesome), and I'll add you- I'm terrible about updating that sidebar, so if I left someone off, I apologize!  PS, I don't get the "follow" feature, so I'm sorry if I haven't been using that, either.  I'm just technologically braindead.
  2. What are your favorite perks about your s/o being deployed (we all know there are perks)? submitted by Ramblings of a Marine Wife
    Less laundry
    .  Oh, how I hate all the laundry I do on shore duty!  Come to think of it, less chores in general... it's amazing how messy one man can be.... And to think, someday I'll be living with three men...  I need to go throw up now.

  3. How long did you date your before getting engaged? Married? submitted by Utterly Chaotic
    We dated for just under 5 years, married just after our sixth dating anniversary.  It wasn't until we moved in together that we got engaged officially (I was still finishing up my worthless bachelor's degree), but we knew we were going to get married after dating for about three years
    .

  4. What do you think your would do if s/he wasn’t in the military? submitted by Adventures of M-SquaredI really have no idea.  Hubby is the poster boy for how successful you can be if you take advantage of everything the Navy has to offer.  Because of the Navy, he went to college (and accomplished a lot of other kickass stuff).  Without the Navy, he might still be working for ADT, but who knows?  Of course, if he wasn't in the military, we probably would never have met! 

  5. If you could talk to the Secretary of (fill in your appropriate branch) what is one suggestion you would like to bring to their attention in order to improve the lives of military families?  submitted by My Life as His (Air Force) Wife
    Oh wow, tough question!!  I honestly don't know.  My first instinct was to say "timely orders", since Hubby is four months out from graduation and we still don't have orders.  But that only applies to us right now... Hm... I think, given the circumstances, the Navy does a good job of doing what they can to improve the lives of military families.  I've never had a problem that was a direct result from, or could be fixed only by, the Secretary of the Navy.

2/17/11

It's t-shirt tiiiiime!

Thursdays!  That means, Jersey Shore, woooot!!  OH YEAH, JERSEY SHORE, YEAH!!

This week, I'm more excited than usual.  I think it's the cold, dreary, rainy weather we've been having.  I know the show was filmed during the summer, so I'm looking forward to seeing flip flops (or nasty fuzzy slippers.... Snookie, I'm talking to you) and wife beaters.  Yuck, I hate the term wife beater.  Can't we just rename them "guido creepers"??

Anyway, the rain sucks.  I wouldn't mind if it were warmer, but cold rain is just terrible.  And I wouldn't mind if it were colder- yes, I'm crazy, but hear me out- because at least we could take the boys sledding or make snowmen and stuff.  This in-between weather, where it's too cold to do anything outside that doesn't involved snow but it's too warm to actually snow, is so gross.  I should get used to it, if we're looking at WA for our next sea duty station.

How 'bout that teacher in PA, ripping on her students online, huh?  I totally sympathize with her... although she should have been smart enough to make that stuff private.  I guess the first amendment was unofficially revised as "freedom of speech, so long as the offending party doesn't know about it".

Speaking of high school aged students, my forehead is breaking out like a hormone-imbalanced freshman.  WTF, Mother Nature, I'm 30.  Shouldn't this be done and done?

I blame stress from Internet Explorer because.... well, it was too much like Jersey Shore.  Lack of communication skills, major meltdowns, and probably some viruses thrown in there (ew).  I'm on Firefox now.  I know, cheating on my beloved Jersey Shore-esque internet program... the drama!

Hubby, I stole your sweatpants.  You can wear my jeans, if you'd like... although The Unmom pointed out that Levis made this atrocity (eyes.... burning.... can't..... see..... manliness.... any more).  And Hubby, if you buy these (which I'm 100% positive you won't), I will throw them out.

Speaking of ex-girlfriend, I'm curious to see what the Shore's like without Sammi.  Watch it, biatches!!  :)

2/15/11

RTT

It's time for Random Tuesday Thoughts, courtesy of The Unmom.  Link up and play if you'd like.  If not, then have fun making fun of my ramblings.

Draw a circle, a triangle, a square, a horizontal line, a vertical line, and a dot. Now add some details to each shape to make them into concrete pictures.  Keep reading to find out what it means.

Dear Lady Gaga, "Alejandro" sounds like Ace of Base, and "Born This Way" sounds like Madonna.  Stop ripping people off.

I upgraded the RAM in my laptop and felt like a fucking genius.

If Helen Keller had ESP, would you say she had a fourth sense?

I've cleaned up more messes this weekend than I'd care to.  Do you think they'll miraculously clean themselves if I look the other way?

I have no idea what's going on in Egypt.  Something about an old guy in power and Google.  Please enlighten me.

The forecast: rain all week.  The weather right now: warm and sunny.  Whiskey tango foxtrot?

Folgers is looking for a new jingle.  I might try my hand at this, but only if I get a break between cleaning up spilled sugar, foot lotion, and "paint", aka Desitin.

On a related note, either my sanity or my children will survive this week, but not both.  I'll either be thrown in jail for auctioning them on Ebay, or thrown in a loony bin for hallucinating a clean house.

The pictures you drew symbolize an aspect of your life.  The circle represents how you see yourself; the triangle, how others see you; the square, your home; the horizontal line, what leisure is for you; the vertical line, your goal; and the dot, the way you see love.  I tried to draw a bullseye for my dot, but it ended up looking like a boob.  I suppose either one would have worked, haha.

2/14/11

I love YOU... No, I love YOU... No, I love you MORE... No, I love YOU more... *smooch smooch smooch*

Okay, so I'm not that disgustingly sappy this year.

But I'm really getting into the whole Valentine's Day stuff.  Nothing too major, although Hubby did buy me Gucci Guilty, which I'd been drooling over since I smelled it in Spain.  The boys got a few chocolates and heart-shaped Pez dispensers.  They got me a box of chocolates (the good kind, not the ones with the icky, plasticky fruit fillings) and made a card, with the help of Hubby.  Tonight, I'm making fettuccine alfredo with scallops (totally not vegan, but whatever, it's a holiday) and a salad & bruschetta.  Plus, you know, alcohol, of course.  *wink wink*

It's going to be a home-based V-Day.  No restaurants, sitters, movies, bars, whatever.  Just us at home.  Sounds boring, but I'm pretty glad that's the way it is!  After several years of sea duty, I could care less what we do together, just as long as we're together.

I have some friends who hate this holiday.  There's even an Anti-V-Day party going on.  And I do agree, it's purely Hallmark marketing and has nothing to do with anyone's love specifically.  That's partly why we're being low-key.  But it's a good excuse to get mushy and lovey-dovey, and that's never a bad thing to me & Hubby.

Just as long as we don't rub noses and stare longingly into each other's eyes.  *gag*

2/11/11

P-BOs, as requested

1. Grease a 13 x 9 inch pan (I love my Pyrex one) with shortening or cooking spray. 

2. Melt 2 tbsp butter in a large stockpot over medium heat.  Add 1 bag of mini marshmallows (or big ones... I just say mini because that's what I used) and 1/2 cup of peanut butter.  Stir until melted and blended well.  Dump five cups of Cheerios and quickly stir. 

3. As soon as the Cheerios are well-incorporated with the marshmallow / peanut butter mixture, quickly spread it evenly into the pre-greased pan.  Using a silicone spatula that has also been greased makes it much easier.  Let it cool before cutting them into squares.

I thought about adding craisins or M&Ms, which would make a nice addition, but the kids and the Hubby liked them just as they were.  Have fun!

Milspouse Friday Fill-in Of My Own

If you participate in Friday Fill-ins, you know that Wife of a Sailor is currently Sleepless in San Diego.  Plus, her poor pup is sick.  Feel better, pooch!  :(

However, I'm having a morning where I need a breather, a mommy time-out.  Usually, those are when I do my Friday Fill-ins.  Friday mornings can be a little crazy around here- the boys seem to sense the impending freedom of the weekend, and Hubby usually gets to work early so he can come home early.  It seems the chaos happens mostly on Friday mornings.

So I've decided to do my own Friday Fill-in.  Of course, my questions will be completely biased and directed toward whatever I feel like talking about, so there you have it. 

1. What is special about today?
Today is my mom's birthday- HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOM!!!  I sent her flowers.  :)

2. Would you want to know the truth about everything, or are some things better left untold?
I used to think I wanted to know everything, but in light of recent knowledge, there are definitely some things I'd rather have never known.

3. Name one way your children can ruin your morning:
Dump a five pound box of sugar all over the kitchen, then play in it.  I took a pic specifically for my blog, but alas, my piece of sh!t computer doesn't accept SD cards with a memory over 2 GB.  Lame.

4. Who's crazier: Ronnie or Sammi?
They're both in need of intense psychotherapy.  Wow.  Just a pile of dysfunction.

5. What did you have for breakfast this morning?
P-BOs (peanut butter Cheerio bars... my own invention, and I think I need to work on the name).  Yesterday I had a craving for Rice Krispie Treats, but only had Cheerios on hand, so I mixed them with melted marshmallows and some peanut butter (last minute addition, which I thought would taste good).  So yummy!  Hubby had about five this morning for breakfast, too, haha.

2/10/11

A vegetarian recipe for people who think vegetarian foods suck.

If you've read my blog lately, you know that I've been eating quasi-vegan for about a month now.  I've come across some fantastic recipes (and some not-so-fantastic, yuck... poor Hubby got a mouthful of overly-lemony tabbouleh), and I'd like to share them with you.  I've changed these just a little bit, so not copyright issues, I hope, ha.  :)

Falafel (inspired by Bette of Allrecipes.com)

1/4 cup minced onion
1 (15 oz) can garbanzo beans (chickpeas), drained and rinsed
1/4 cup chopped cilantro
3 cloves garlic, minced
1 tsp ground cumin
1/4 tsp ground coriander
1/4 tsp salt
1/4 tsp baking soda
1 1/2 tbsp all-purpose flour
1 egg beaten
Olive oil

1. Place garbanzo beans, cilantro, garlic, cumin, coriander, salt, and baking soda in a food processor.  Pulse until the mixture is coarsely pureed.  Mix the bean mixture and onion in a large bowl.  Stir in the flour and egg.  Shape into 4 large patties and let sit for 15 minutes.

2. Preheat the oven to 400 (this takes about 15 minutes in my house, so I turn it on as soon as I'm done forming the patties).

3.  Add olive oil to a large, oven-safe skillet, coating the bottom, and heat over medium high heat.  Gently place patties in the skillet and cook until golden brown on each side, about 3 minutes per side.

4. Transfer the skillet to the oven and bake an additional ten minutes.

Serve Wifey-style (with lettuce in a pita), or Hubby-style (as is, with ketchup, or in a hamburger bun with, you guessed it, ketchup).

"Cream" of Asparagus Soup (inspired by "The Get Healthy, Go Vegan Cookbook" by Neal Barnard, M.D. and Robin Webb)

3 cups sliced asparagus
2 cups veggie broth
1/2 tsp dried thyme
1 bay leaf
1 garlic clove, minced
2 tbsp all-purpose flour
2 cups plain soy milk
Pinch of ground nutmeg
1 tsp salt
1/2 tbsp lemon juice
Fresh ground pepper to taste

1.  In a large stock pot, add the asparagus, broth, thyme, bay leaf and garlic.  Bring to a boil, then cover, reduce heat, and simmer for 10 minutes. 

2. Throw away the bay leaf, place it all in a blender, cover, and puree until smooth.

3. Heat the soy milk in a large saucepan over medium high heat.  Add the flour and whisk until blended.  Stire in the pureed asparagus mixture and nutmeg.  Bring to a boil, then reduce heat and simmer for 5 minutes.  Stir in the salt, lemon juice, and black pepper, and serve.

All the richness of a creamed soup, with no heavy cream.  To make it non-vegan-friendly, I suppose you could replace the soy milk with cow's milk, but I haven't tried that.

There are my two recent faves.  I hope you get a chance to try them.  And if you have any favorite veggie/vegan recipes, leave me some love with them- I'm always looking for yummy stuff to cook!

2/9/11

I have a confession to make.

I can't do the vegan lifestyle.  Just can't.

We still drink Silk instead of milk, and we definitely make a lot of vegan dishes, but I simply love cheese too much.  And sometimes, you just need an egg for a recipe.  So I guess I can't call myself vegan... more like "lacto-ovo-vegetarian", which is a friggin' mouthful, so I'll just say "meatless".

I'll admit, it's hard.  Sometimes I think to myself, it would be so much easier to just throw some chicken on the grill!  But knowing that I'm eating healthier is more important than ease.

I made falafel the other night.  Omg, Hubby absolutely loved it!  It would have been vegan without the egg, but the egg is really what held the patties together, so I couldn't omit that.  But overall, it was pretty darn healthy and very tasty.  Hubby liked his as a patty covered in ketchup, and I prefered mine in a pita with lettuce.  I think either way, it was a homerun.

Last night, I made black bean tostadas, from the one and only Martha Stewart.  Damn, that woman knows how to cook!  It was all delicious, and it would have been vegan if I had omitted the cheese, but seriously, who has mexican food sans cheese?  I believe it's the law to add some cheddar or monterey jack.

Overall, I think we're eating pretty well.  This semi-vegan thing isn't too bad, and I noticed that when I indulge in something like KFC (had an intense craving for popcorn chicken the other day), it's way saltier and sugary than I remembered.  It almost makes me sick to eat it.  But my taste for chocolate has not changed whatsoever, ha.

2/8/11

I skyped with my grandma today!

I know, most people are like, whatever, skyping's not a big deal, and it's just boring Granny.  But hey, I'm excited about it.  The boys got to see Great-Grandma, who LB kept calling Grandma's Mommy.  And she got to see the boys.  She hasn't seen LB since he was 16 months old, and has never even met JC.  Of course, I send pics (like, tangible pics, totally old school), but it's still cool for her to see them smile and talk and walk around.

It got me thinking: why was I so excited about this?  Then I remembered, she's in her 80s.  She was born in, like, 1922 (give or take a year, I'm not 100% certain).  Do you realize how much has happened since then?  She's been through:

The Great Depression

World War II

Beatlemania

The Civil Rights Movement

The Korean War

The Vietnam War

And everything that has happened since I've been alive.  When she was born, there were:

Party lines.  You had to wait for your neighbors to get off the phone before placing a call.

Non-electric washing machines and no dryers.  Ha, imagine people doing laundry with that!

No cell phones, internet, computers, automatic transmission, microwaves, television, etc.  I don't think anyone could live without those things comfortably now.

So for her to "see" her grandchild and her great-grandchildren on a computer screen in real time... I see now why she was so stinking thrilled!  She had a huge smile on her face and loved when the boys threw her kisses. Totally made my day.

2/6/11

I have no title; my brain is shot.

I've drafted about five posts now, trying to think about what I want to say, but there has just been so much going on this weekend!  Here's a quick overview:

Saturday-

Hubby left on a weekend-long dirtbiking trip.  Brought the boys to the Kids Klub so I could work out and was told they were so well-behaved and adorable.  Drove home in shock.  :)  Baked chocolate chip cookies.  Put the boys in bed a little early, watched a girly movie, then stayed up way too late for SNL (which was great, btw).

Sunday-

Change LB's bedsheets yet again (the entire first week of PT, he woke up dry, now he's wetting the bed?).  Going to possibly go to the park, then it's football time.  Going to bring out the chips, dips, and soda, yum.  Also, time to do some personal grooming (nails, eyebrows, etc).  Hubby comes home around dark.

It doesn't seem like I've done a lot, but in between all that, I've been doing TONS of laundry (not having a dryer really makes it difficult to keep up), cleaning the house, wiping up spilled milk, getting LB to pee on the potty and not in his undies, and making sure the boys don't kill each other.  Their new favorite game is LB headbutting JC.  *sigh*

Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go repeat all of the above.

2/4/11

Milspouse Friday Fill-in #29

1. Since most of the country has had nasty weather, what has your weather been like this week?
In the 60s & 70s, and sunny.

2. What is/are your best money saving tip(s)?
Just saying no.  I have a bad habit of buying stuff I don't need, or saying "it's just a coffee".  If I just say no to those little tiny indulgences, it really adds up.  (Of course, there are days when I do indulge, but I try to keep it to a minimum.)

3. What was your favorite vehicle you’ve ever owned??
I have a special place in my heart for my first car, a 1980s Dodge Aries.  It was almost as old as me and had a lot of... uh... character.  :)  My hood ornament was replaced by a WWE wrestler figurine, I had to use a crowbar on the starter to get it to start up sometimes, and the CV joints were so bad that it would jerk toward oncoming traffic when I would turn. 

As far as safe cars, I'm in love with my new car, my Jetta Sportwagen TDI.  LOVE it.

4. What is a question you’d like to see asked in a future fill-in? (Your question & blog just may appear one week!)
What is your morning beverage of choice and why?

5. Fill in the blank: You might be a MilSpouse if….
You might be a Milspouse if you & your husband do repeatbacks.  "Honey, would you take out the trash?" "Taking out the trash, aye."

2/3/11

Jersey Shore can't come quicker.

It's Thursday!  That means, I get to watch my totally ridiculous, shamefully trashy, but incredibly addictive favorite reality show.  I'm talking about Jersey Shore.

Have you seen it?  What do you think?

I imagine that unless you're from Jersey, or somewhere in the northeast, you would be repulsed by these people and wouldn't understand the fascination.  Personally, I lived in New Jersey for 12 years, then New Hampshire for 12 years.  I spent a little time at the Jersey shore, but not too much.  However, the Jersey shore type people are all over the place.  Guido Murphy's, anyone??  The Pyramid in Manchvegas??

I love the show because I can't stand it.  Because it makes me cringe.  And because it makes me laugh uncontrollably.  I know these people, not individually, but I know exactly who these people are.  The east coast is crawling with them.  To quote 50, you can find them in da club.

It's kind of medication for my homesickness.  When I watch the show, I feel as though I'm back on the east coast.  It's my little slice of east coast pie that I can vicariously eat.  Also, c'mon, it's a trainwreck, I can't not watch.  And, you can't deny the impact Jersey Shore has had- I'll bet you know what GTL is, even if you hate the show.

So, here's to sleazy Jersey Shore!