I hope you all are enjoying your long weekend! We sure are. On Saturday, we took the boys to see Kung Fu Panda 2, which they loved. Yesterday, I hiked Henry Cowell state park while Hubby stayed home with the boys. Today, it's my turn to stay home while he goes hiking. I had big plans to take them to an outdoor concert, but I'm completely exhausted. And yes, I got enough rest last night (although I had the most bizaare dream). The hike was just a little strenuous.
It started out just fine, with a flat loop around some redwoods. I could see on the map that there was much more to hike to, so I started out on another trail that went up.... and up..... and up...... I think I hiked up for about four miles before reaching the highest point, the Observation Deck. After stopping for some trail mix and water, I took off in the wrong direction. Oops. Fortunately, there was a trail leading to my original path, which was a very steep, windy trail leading toward the river. On the map, it looked like you had to cross the river, which I thought would be a piece of cake. Turns out, I was wading in water ass-high, and when I got to the other side, the trail ended. Just completely disappeared. So disappointing! There was supposed to be another trail over there leading through another redwood forest. I had no choice but to turn around, so I dragged my butt across the river again, only to have to hike up the wicked steep trail. By the time I got back to the top, I had to take my shoes and socks off, since they were soaked and felt like cinder blocks strapped to my feet. I hiked the three+ miles back to the car shoeless.
So yes, I'm tired.
I slept well, although I had the most messed up dream. We were having a party at our house here, and my friend Sara T (from college) was here. Then Lord Voldemort showed up, and he was married to Victoria, the redhead vampire from Twilight. She was trying to suck people's blood, so I kept beating her up, but I had to do it secretly so my guests wouldn't be all freaked out that there were vampires around. Then Beyonce showed up, but she also was a vampire, and she was trying to kill my friend Sara T by sucking her blood.
I don't know what's up with the vampire stuff... I was thinking yesterday that if we get stationed in WA, it'll be a little near Forks, and my brother would love to see that, since the Twilight movies are based there. Maybe that's why I had vampires on my mind.
Anyway, so I'm tired from hiking and from defeating vampires in my sleep, so perhaps the whole outdoor concert thing won't happen. Besides, it looks real crappy out, cold and overcast.
What are your plans for the holiday?
5/30/11
5/27/11
Milspouse Friday Fill-in #42
- Do you think civilians, in general, understand the meaning of Memorial Day?
Yes. Most people I know have a relative that has served some time in the military, and I think they understand why we celebrate. Maybe people lose sight of the reason why, but I'm sure if you asked a civilian what Memorial Day is, they could come up with a decent answer.
- What are your plans for the Memorial Day Weekend?
Don't know yet. It's getting close to the big move, so we are trying to not spend too much money. I think we're going to bring the kayak to a local lake, but I don't know what we'll do the rest of the weekend.
- What skill/talent do you wish you had? submitted by The 3 Turners
Playing the guitar. I know! It's sad. I can play every other instrument (no, really, I can) except guitar. It's my bane. I even have a guitar on hand. Someday I'll take lessons.
- Which came first: the chicken or the egg? submitted by I Married Into The Army
If you look at it religiously, I'd say the chicken. Adam and Eve were created first, so it makes sense to think the chicken would have been, too. However, Eve came equipped with eggs.... Hm, maybe both at the same time?? If you look at it from a Darwinian standpoint, I have no idea.
- What is the best thing about your post (base)? The worst? submitted by Randomly, Robyn
I love how pretty the buildings are. It really is a gorgeous campus. But I was seriously spoiled in Hawaii with the huge exchange and commissary and gym with cheap-o childcare, so I'd say those amenities were disappointing here.
5/25/11
"My husband is such an asshole."
I overheard some lady spewing this garbage on the treadmill next to me this morning. It infuriated me for some reason.
(Maybe it's because she was yapping away and reeked of perfume. Seriously, gym-goers, forget the perfume and the gossip and just work out... but that rant is for another post.)
I'm not sure why it bothered me so much. Anyone's marriage is their own business, and everyone is entitled to their opinions, and certainly everyone's allowed to have bad days. I guess what bothered me is that I'm pretty certain that woman wouldn't say that to her husband's face.
If you can't say something to your husband's face, shouldn't you just not say it at all?
It's one thing if you're gabbing with a close friend (in privacy) and you tell her you called your husband an asshole, but it's another to broadcast to everyone around you that you think your husband is a jerk.
She was telling her friend that she was taking this 71 year old to the pool to work out. She bashed that woman out loud, saying she had the body of an 87 year old and that she had all these health problems, like a broken hip (excuse me, a person of any age can fracture their hip, thankyouverymuch). She said she was trying to get her husband in the pool, but he doesn't want to go because he doesn't know what to do in the pool. Then she went on to say how he never listens to her and how he's stubborn and such an asshole.
Maybe he's an asshole because she's all up on her high horse, talking crap about everyone in public.
The whole thing was pissing me off so much that I got off the treadmill, shot her a nasty look, and stretched out. I didn't return to my run until she had left. I wouldn't want to be friends with someone like that, who would verbally tear me apart in public. My guess is that if she really thought her husband was a jerk, and has said that to his face, they wouldn't be married right now.
I suppose the lack of respect bothered me the most. No matter what is going on in a relationship, I don't think it's a good idea to air your dirty laundry in public. Like I said before, ranting to a close friend is one thing, but letting everyone around you know the negative thoughts you have for another person is very unpleasant and uncomfortable. And disrespectful. I think we should all give the people we are married to the common courtesy of not calling them assholes in public.
Any thoughts?
(Maybe it's because she was yapping away and reeked of perfume. Seriously, gym-goers, forget the perfume and the gossip and just work out... but that rant is for another post.)
I'm not sure why it bothered me so much. Anyone's marriage is their own business, and everyone is entitled to their opinions, and certainly everyone's allowed to have bad days. I guess what bothered me is that I'm pretty certain that woman wouldn't say that to her husband's face.
If you can't say something to your husband's face, shouldn't you just not say it at all?
It's one thing if you're gabbing with a close friend (in privacy) and you tell her you called your husband an asshole, but it's another to broadcast to everyone around you that you think your husband is a jerk.
She was telling her friend that she was taking this 71 year old to the pool to work out. She bashed that woman out loud, saying she had the body of an 87 year old and that she had all these health problems, like a broken hip (excuse me, a person of any age can fracture their hip, thankyouverymuch). She said she was trying to get her husband in the pool, but he doesn't want to go because he doesn't know what to do in the pool. Then she went on to say how he never listens to her and how he's stubborn and such an asshole.
Maybe he's an asshole because she's all up on her high horse, talking crap about everyone in public.
The whole thing was pissing me off so much that I got off the treadmill, shot her a nasty look, and stretched out. I didn't return to my run until she had left. I wouldn't want to be friends with someone like that, who would verbally tear me apart in public. My guess is that if she really thought her husband was a jerk, and has said that to his face, they wouldn't be married right now.
I suppose the lack of respect bothered me the most. No matter what is going on in a relationship, I don't think it's a good idea to air your dirty laundry in public. Like I said before, ranting to a close friend is one thing, but letting everyone around you know the negative thoughts you have for another person is very unpleasant and uncomfortable. And disrespectful. I think we should all give the people we are married to the common courtesy of not calling them assholes in public.
Any thoughts?
5/24/11
I swear, I'm not a robot.
These past few weeks, I've been a meme fiend. I apologize. Of course, it's still me writing, but I also have a life that's been consuming my time and my energy, so my only moments of blogging usually revolve around a meme.
Ugh, how boring. Again, I'm sorry.
So what's new with me? Well, actually, not that much. We are still on track to move this July, from CA to CT. It's going to be a hell of a move, with about eight days of driving and a short stop in Ohio to see Hubby's alma mater. And hopefully, the tornadoes will subside during this trip. We plan on driving for about eight hours each day, which is about all the boys can handle in their car seats at one time. Speaking of the boys...
The boys have been keeping me busy... and crazy. I sat down to write a non-meme post the other day, and Hubby and I noticed it was awfully quiet in their room. I went in to check on them and found LB under the bed (his hiding place when he knows he's done something wrong), JC on top of the bureau, and the window shades (which belong to this house we are renting) shredded. Didn't I once say that strapping them into carseats is like dealing with a bobcat? It seriously looked like a bobcat had shredded those shades. They were in pieces, strewn all over the room, and partially dangling from the window frame. I wish I took a picture.
Maybe my boys are werewolves. Kinda like Michael J Fox in Teen Wolf. Maybe I should sign them up for basketball, too.
Anyway, so that just exemplifies my usual day. Cleaning up one mess after another, while trying to contain little boy craziness.
I took them to Gilroy Gardens, which is a kiddie amusement park around here. They had a blast- LB even won a ball toss game, all by himself! He actually got very lucky, but I didn't tell him that. JC loved the race cars and the fire trucks, and we all went in the hot air balloon ride together, where they both clung to me and screamed with joy at the same time.
Hubby's been busy with overnight trips. Not like the hotel kind, but the camping kind. He went hiking with some of his buddies and they spent a night out in the middle of nowhere. He also camped out with a neighbor of ours so they could go dirtbiking the next day. I was a little worried, because we've had about four bobcat sightings here in the past month, but luckily they didn't encounter any. They did, however, see a large rattlesnake devouring another smaller snake. Hubby oh-so-kindly took a photo of that so he could show me. And by "show me", I mean scare the friggin crap out of me.
As for me, I'm craving meat. Like, must eat the flesh of some kind of animal. This whole vegetarian/vegan thing we had going on was just driving me crazy. I tried to squash my cravings by eating a few sweets, but chocolate just didn't cut it. So last night I told Hubby that I have to give up the lifestyle and that I will be buying some fish and chicken (I'm cutting back on the red meat, but not cutting it out). He seemed okay with it, but he still likes to eat super healthy at home. Mostly because he goes out for lunch once in awhile. I don't get that luxury, so eating healthy all the time is very... well, it makes me super cranky. I need my saturated fat meat!
Today, Hubby will be attempting to fix our washer. It's leaving brown greasy spots on all our clothes... correction, all our clothes except Hubby's (how's that possible??). I'm hoping they will come out, but if they're ruined, then I guess I need to go shopping. Boo hoo. ;)
Anyway, so that's what's up with us. I'm sorry my posts have been all meme-y and lacking substantial writing, but I just can't get my brain in order lately. I promise to snap out of my robot writing and put something fascinating up here... Okay, I'll try.
Ugh, how boring. Again, I'm sorry.
So what's new with me? Well, actually, not that much. We are still on track to move this July, from CA to CT. It's going to be a hell of a move, with about eight days of driving and a short stop in Ohio to see Hubby's alma mater. And hopefully, the tornadoes will subside during this trip. We plan on driving for about eight hours each day, which is about all the boys can handle in their car seats at one time. Speaking of the boys...
The boys have been keeping me busy... and crazy. I sat down to write a non-meme post the other day, and Hubby and I noticed it was awfully quiet in their room. I went in to check on them and found LB under the bed (his hiding place when he knows he's done something wrong), JC on top of the bureau, and the window shades (which belong to this house we are renting) shredded. Didn't I once say that strapping them into carseats is like dealing with a bobcat? It seriously looked like a bobcat had shredded those shades. They were in pieces, strewn all over the room, and partially dangling from the window frame. I wish I took a picture.
Maybe my boys are werewolves. Kinda like Michael J Fox in Teen Wolf. Maybe I should sign them up for basketball, too.
Anyway, so that just exemplifies my usual day. Cleaning up one mess after another, while trying to contain little boy craziness.
I took them to Gilroy Gardens, which is a kiddie amusement park around here. They had a blast- LB even won a ball toss game, all by himself! He actually got very lucky, but I didn't tell him that. JC loved the race cars and the fire trucks, and we all went in the hot air balloon ride together, where they both clung to me and screamed with joy at the same time.
Hubby's been busy with overnight trips. Not like the hotel kind, but the camping kind. He went hiking with some of his buddies and they spent a night out in the middle of nowhere. He also camped out with a neighbor of ours so they could go dirtbiking the next day. I was a little worried, because we've had about four bobcat sightings here in the past month, but luckily they didn't encounter any. They did, however, see a large rattlesnake devouring another smaller snake. Hubby oh-so-kindly took a photo of that so he could show me. And by "show me", I mean scare the friggin crap out of me.
As for me, I'm craving meat. Like, must eat the flesh of some kind of animal. This whole vegetarian/vegan thing we had going on was just driving me crazy. I tried to squash my cravings by eating a few sweets, but chocolate just didn't cut it. So last night I told Hubby that I have to give up the lifestyle and that I will be buying some fish and chicken (I'm cutting back on the red meat, but not cutting it out). He seemed okay with it, but he still likes to eat super healthy at home. Mostly because he goes out for lunch once in awhile. I don't get that luxury, so eating healthy all the time is very... well, it makes me super cranky. I need my saturated fat meat!
Today, Hubby will be attempting to fix our washer. It's leaving brown greasy spots on all our clothes... correction, all our clothes except Hubby's (how's that possible??). I'm hoping they will come out, but if they're ruined, then I guess I need to go shopping. Boo hoo. ;)
Anyway, so that's what's up with us. I'm sorry my posts have been all meme-y and lacking substantial writing, but I just can't get my brain in order lately. I promise to snap out of my robot writing and put something fascinating up here... Okay, I'll try.
5/20/11
Milspouse Friday Fill-in #41
- What is one of the things you always do special when your husband returns from a deployment? submitted by Keep Calm and Soldier On
We don't do anything in particular. When we didn't have kids, we'd go out for a nice dinner, but now I usually cook something special for him. Months on end eating crappy food definitely warrants a juicy steak dinner.
- What do you do to help your spouse and/or yourself re-adjust after a deployment or long separation? submitted by Diapers, Dogs and Deployments
We don't have to readjust. We just get right back to being a regular couple. Even on shore duty, I'm the one making sure the bills are paid and the house is in order and things get done. If anything, I try to help him relax. Sometimes he has a hard time smelling the roses when he'd been doing 60 mph for 6 months straight.
- Are you a crazy coupon clipper (I’m becoming one, so share your secrets with me)? submitted by Married My Airman
I'm learning. I bought toothpaste for 24 cents yesterday. :) I buy one Sunday paper and clip only the coupons I'd use. Then I wait for those items to go on sale. Sometimes they do, sometimes they don't. If it's a fantastic deal (like my toothpaste), I'll buy it. But if I'm not saving that much money, and we don't really need it, I don't buy it. Crazy couponing is good, but only if you actually use the stuff!
- What’s your most treasured memory of you and your spouse (not counting your wedding – that’s a given)? submitted by Scrubs, ACUs and One Crazy Ride
The night we met. I'll never forget what he looked like, what he was wearing, how he walked, the movie we saw, where we went, who was there, etc. The night he proposed is a close second, but the memory of the instant I fell in love with him takes the cake.
- If you could live anywhere overseas, what would you pick and why? submitted by Little Moments Like This
Sooooo not gonna happen! But I'd choose Italy. I'd love to have a chance to look further into my family tree.
5/18/11
Thoughts for my sister
My sister is going in for surgery today. I won't go into details, because she wouldn't want me to, but I've been thinking about it and worrying about it for a few days now. I know she'll be fine, but all surgeries have their risks and this one is no exception. Please send good thoughts her way today! It's a little ill-timed, since she also has other things to go through at this moment, so any good vibes are appreciated. *sigh* I'm always the one where things go wrong and she's always the one to be there for me. It's a very strange feeling to have the roles reversed....
5/17/11
A Boohoo & A Hooyah
Mrs. Monkey is so generously hosting this meme, so link up! Don't we all have something to complain about, and something to brag about? Here's mine:
Boohoo, I'm totally being treated like an incompetent chick during this whole house hunting stuff. Hubby sends the exact same emails that I do, and he gets responses and I don't. Apparently you need man-parts for anyone to take you seriously. Whiskey tango foxtrot? Also, the house I really wanted to rent has already been rented out.
Hooyah, we bought a Wii! I'm still trying to figure it out, but it's been so much fun playing all the old NES games that I loved as a kid. PS- If you're in the market, Sears is having an awesome sale where you get the console, controller, wheel, Mario Kart, and Pirates of the Caribbean Lego game, all for $149. Pretty sweet deal, if you ask me.
Boohoo, I'm totally being treated like an incompetent chick during this whole house hunting stuff. Hubby sends the exact same emails that I do, and he gets responses and I don't. Apparently you need man-parts for anyone to take you seriously. Whiskey tango foxtrot? Also, the house I really wanted to rent has already been rented out.
Hooyah, we bought a Wii! I'm still trying to figure it out, but it's been so much fun playing all the old NES games that I loved as a kid. PS- If you're in the market, Sears is having an awesome sale where you get the console, controller, wheel, Mario Kart, and Pirates of the Caribbean Lego game, all for $149. Pretty sweet deal, if you ask me.
5/13/11
Milspouse Friday Fill-in #40
Wow, Blogger dropped the ball today and deleted my entire MFF post. Bad Blogger! Here goes, again...
- Which was the best day of your life- Wedding day or Homecoming day? submitted by Pink Champagne, Gatorade & MREs
Wedding day, hands down.
- Were you a part of the joining the military question or did you sign up for the relationship when your man was already in the military? submitted by Cammo Style Love
He had been in three years before we met.
- What is your favorite Disney movie and why? submitted by Raising Roscoe
The Little Mermaid. I can recite that movie verbatim, including songs and various sound effects. Lately, though, the fave Disney movie in this house is the Toy Story trilogy.
- What is your favorite family activity to do on the weekends? submitted by Destination: RN!
Explore. We go places we haven't been and do things we haven't done.
- Where do you secretly wish you could be stationed with you/your SO’s line of work (realistically speaking, not everyone can be stationed on NAS Fiji)? submitted by Wookie & Co.
Well, we only have two choices: GA or WA. Since Kings Bay is the sweaty ballsack of America (sorry for those that actually like it), I'll take Bangor.
Well, I'm gonna stop here. Not in the best mood today. No particular reason, just kinda grumpy! :)
5/11/11
Reasons why my kids suck the life out of me
1. When I ask JC to point to his chin, he points to his chin. When I ask him to point to my chin, he chooses my neck.
2. LB pointed to a picture of Jesse James (the biker dude) and said, "It's you, Mommy!" Gee, thanks.
3. Without a tummy tuck, my stomach will never, ever, ever look like it did pre-baby. I know I should get over it, but I can't.
4. My house is filthy 24/7. It is only clean if the boys are out with Hubby and I can clean in peace. But as soon as they return, they track in dirt, get fingerprints on all glass or mirror surfaces, miss the potty when peeing, spill juice from "leak-proof" cups, wipe snot all over my clothes, drip crumbs all over the table and chairs and floor,.....
5. They do not listen to anything I say, but snap to attention when Hubby uses the Dad-yell.
6. They have frequent episodes of manic-depression. One minute, they're begging for help, but as soon as I touch them, they yell "I do it myself!".
7. Taking a shower is out of the question when they are awake. They will destroy anything in reach, which is everything now that the little one can climb. I often go about four days without showering. It's gross, I know. The same applies for washing my face and brushing my teeth, unless I knock that out before breakfast.
8. Public tantrums are draining. It usually is reduced to me just dragging LB by the arm while holding a wriggling JC.
9. Daytime television is strictly PBS, Disney, or Nickelodeon. I have zero interest in any of those. It's so bad that I found myself thinking the other morning that the Imagination Movers were hot.... yeesh.
10. Putting an angry kid in his carseat is like strapping in a bobcat. I have to use all my strength and end up with bites and scratches.
11. My most meaningful conversations during the day revolve around someone else's excrement.
12. Privacy on the toilet is a luxury that I do not have.
13. Personal space is also a luxury I do not have.
14. LB is what some child development psychologists call a "high-intensity" child. I guess my reward for being patient all my life is to have a child that needs the most patience a human can offer.
15. Nothing can be kept nice here. Folded blankets are an invitation to mess them up, newly made beds for houseguests in two days are trampolines, and walls only exist to ram trucks into, or to color on.
What do your kids do that suck the life out of you?
2. LB pointed to a picture of Jesse James (the biker dude) and said, "It's you, Mommy!" Gee, thanks.
3. Without a tummy tuck, my stomach will never, ever, ever look like it did pre-baby. I know I should get over it, but I can't.
4. My house is filthy 24/7. It is only clean if the boys are out with Hubby and I can clean in peace. But as soon as they return, they track in dirt, get fingerprints on all glass or mirror surfaces, miss the potty when peeing, spill juice from "leak-proof" cups, wipe snot all over my clothes, drip crumbs all over the table and chairs and floor,.....
5. They do not listen to anything I say, but snap to attention when Hubby uses the Dad-yell.
6. They have frequent episodes of manic-depression. One minute, they're begging for help, but as soon as I touch them, they yell "I do it myself!".
7. Taking a shower is out of the question when they are awake. They will destroy anything in reach, which is everything now that the little one can climb. I often go about four days without showering. It's gross, I know. The same applies for washing my face and brushing my teeth, unless I knock that out before breakfast.
8. Public tantrums are draining. It usually is reduced to me just dragging LB by the arm while holding a wriggling JC.
9. Daytime television is strictly PBS, Disney, or Nickelodeon. I have zero interest in any of those. It's so bad that I found myself thinking the other morning that the Imagination Movers were hot.... yeesh.
10. Putting an angry kid in his carseat is like strapping in a bobcat. I have to use all my strength and end up with bites and scratches.
11. My most meaningful conversations during the day revolve around someone else's excrement.
12. Privacy on the toilet is a luxury that I do not have.
13. Personal space is also a luxury I do not have.
14. LB is what some child development psychologists call a "high-intensity" child. I guess my reward for being patient all my life is to have a child that needs the most patience a human can offer.
15. Nothing can be kept nice here. Folded blankets are an invitation to mess them up, newly made beds for houseguests in two days are trampolines, and walls only exist to ram trucks into, or to color on.
What do your kids do that suck the life out of you?
5/10/11
Random Thoughts
I'm creating a household goods inventory today. So far, I've come to realize that we have a sh!t-ton of small kitchen appliances. I'm thinking I should write a cookbook, and each chapter have some recipes for one particular appliance, like a Food Processor Chapter, and a Toaster Oven Chapter. It looks like a friggin Williams Sonoma in here.
I baked chocolate chip cookies. I can't help it. When I'm stressed or bored, I bake. Luckily, I have two little boys who will gladly gobble up chocolate chip cookies.
Oh man, I'm farting a-bombs today. Holy crap.
LB's newest obsession is Power Rangers Samurai. Has anyone ever watched that stupid show? Omg, the writing is terrible, and the acting is abysmal, and the whole special effects are just ridiculous. But he loves it, what can I do? I suppose this is how my parents felt when all I would read were Babysitter's Club books.
I straightened my hair today and debated taking "before" and "after" shots. Have you seen Princess Diaries? Remember the before and after pics of Mia? Yes, that is me, with blond highlights.
So the househunting.... I've sent emails to several people and had not-so-good luck in hearing back. After two weeks, Hubby sent some emails to the same people, saying the same stuff, practically verbatim. The only difference is, he signed it "LT Hubby, USN". Of course, people are responding now, so the big joke around here is that it's a man's world and you need a penis to get something done. I suppose next time, I'll sign my emails "NHGirl, CFO of Our Household". Maybe that will get people's attention.
Having the pre-move inspection today made me realize just how dirty our house is. Have I done anything about it? Nope. Not with the boys around. I cleaned the mirror in their room and no less than 15 minutes later, it was filthy again. I guess they like to spit on it, then wipe it around, pretending to paint. Letting them actually paint is not a possibility. *sigh*
...Wow, that fart was so bad, I offended myself.
Speaking of, my poor sister has food poisoning. Yuck. Please send healthy thoughts her way! She hardly ever gets sick, so it's really bugging her to be looking at the bottom of a bucket all day.
JC figured out how to tip over the toy bin, push it up to his crib, climb on to it, and climb into his crib. I found him in there yesterday. Only a few days ago, I found him standing on his bureau, next to an open window (yes, there was a screen in there, but a screen won't hold back a 30 pound toddler). I suppose I should just keep the window locked- they can't figure the locks out, heeheehee.
Ugh, I hate the last few months at a duty station. It's actually kinda expensive. I can't buy in bulk and constantly have to think about paring down and trying to eat down the cupboard.... maybe my future cookbook will have a Eat Down The Cupboard chapter.
Oh man, there's nothing cuter than a couple of chubby hands and cheeks covered in chocolate. I guess nature made kids cute so we wouldn't throw them out the window every time they paint mirrors with spit. *sigh* I suppose I should break out the Windex again. Hope you all are having a good Tuesday!
I baked chocolate chip cookies. I can't help it. When I'm stressed or bored, I bake. Luckily, I have two little boys who will gladly gobble up chocolate chip cookies.
Oh man, I'm farting a-bombs today. Holy crap.
LB's newest obsession is Power Rangers Samurai. Has anyone ever watched that stupid show? Omg, the writing is terrible, and the acting is abysmal, and the whole special effects are just ridiculous. But he loves it, what can I do? I suppose this is how my parents felt when all I would read were Babysitter's Club books.
I straightened my hair today and debated taking "before" and "after" shots. Have you seen Princess Diaries? Remember the before and after pics of Mia? Yes, that is me, with blond highlights.
So the househunting.... I've sent emails to several people and had not-so-good luck in hearing back. After two weeks, Hubby sent some emails to the same people, saying the same stuff, practically verbatim. The only difference is, he signed it "LT Hubby, USN". Of course, people are responding now, so the big joke around here is that it's a man's world and you need a penis to get something done. I suppose next time, I'll sign my emails "NHGirl, CFO of Our Household". Maybe that will get people's attention.
Having the pre-move inspection today made me realize just how dirty our house is. Have I done anything about it? Nope. Not with the boys around. I cleaned the mirror in their room and no less than 15 minutes later, it was filthy again. I guess they like to spit on it, then wipe it around, pretending to paint. Letting them actually paint is not a possibility. *sigh*
...Wow, that fart was so bad, I offended myself.
Speaking of, my poor sister has food poisoning. Yuck. Please send healthy thoughts her way! She hardly ever gets sick, so it's really bugging her to be looking at the bottom of a bucket all day.
JC figured out how to tip over the toy bin, push it up to his crib, climb on to it, and climb into his crib. I found him in there yesterday. Only a few days ago, I found him standing on his bureau, next to an open window (yes, there was a screen in there, but a screen won't hold back a 30 pound toddler). I suppose I should just keep the window locked- they can't figure the locks out, heeheehee.
Ugh, I hate the last few months at a duty station. It's actually kinda expensive. I can't buy in bulk and constantly have to think about paring down and trying to eat down the cupboard.... maybe my future cookbook will have a Eat Down The Cupboard chapter.
Oh man, there's nothing cuter than a couple of chubby hands and cheeks covered in chocolate. I guess nature made kids cute so we wouldn't throw them out the window every time they paint mirrors with spit. *sigh* I suppose I should break out the Windex again. Hope you all are having a good Tuesday!
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