Finally my man is coming home.
I've been cleaning house all night. Oddly...it really doesn't need all that much cleaning, but I've this insatiable need to clean out all the dressers, drawers, closets, and basically anything that no one ever sees in my house. In fact, I do believe I've managed to make the house a BIGGER mess! Ridiculous.
No matter...as long as he gets home soon & does it safely...I'll be A-OK!
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
...and more
Quick smile!
And she's off!!
Putting her bag away...
I'm Free!!!
"Just the two of us...." LOL!
Monday, August 28, 2006
Monday, August 21, 2006
Good Friends!
Ban "LOL"
I absolutely despise the acronym "LOL". I've decided to use the word *giggle* instead. You must admit, a refined *giggle* is so much more realistic than a full belly laugh after EVERY SINGLE SENTENCE. Honestly....who does that?
The truth is...if we really "LOLed" as much as we write "LOL" it would get seriously annoying.....
blah blah blah LOL blah blah blah LOL blah blah blah LOLOLOLOL! JEEZ-US, enough already!
And now...after much deliberation with my girl, Sonia, we have decided to take it upon ourselves to change the course of internet history.....muahahahahahaha!!!
We will, before your very eyes, single-handedly bring to the world the new and improved acronyms "CKL" for chuckle & "GGL" for giggle.
These....the sounds of utter delight and amusement...are so much more pleasing to the invisible "ears" in which everyone now "hears" the words written upon their screens.
So EMBRACE the "CKL" & "GGL", my friends. Embrace like you have never embraced before!!
Do you see the ridiculous depths to which my intelligence drops when I havent slept! UGH! I'm outtie. I can not continue to destroy the fragile fibers of friendship being woven here by my late night stupidity! Toodles!
The truth is...if we really "LOLed" as much as we write "LOL" it would get seriously annoying.....
blah blah blah LOL blah blah blah LOL blah blah blah LOLOLOLOL! JEEZ-US, enough already!
And now...after much deliberation with my girl, Sonia, we have decided to take it upon ourselves to change the course of internet history.....muahahahahahaha!!!
We will, before your very eyes, single-handedly bring to the world the new and improved acronyms "CKL" for chuckle & "GGL" for giggle.
These....the sounds of utter delight and amusement...are so much more pleasing to the invisible "ears" in which everyone now "hears" the words written upon their screens.
So EMBRACE the "CKL" & "GGL", my friends. Embrace like you have never embraced before!!
Do you see the ridiculous depths to which my intelligence drops when I havent slept! UGH! I'm outtie. I can not continue to destroy the fragile fibers of friendship being woven here by my late night stupidity! Toodles!
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Cha Ching!!
I'm beginning to think that I need to set up completely seperate savings accounts for Christmas & the beginning of school.
School begins in two weeks and I've already spent a little over $2000.00 on clothes & school supplies. OUCH!
And now, I've just gone through my purchases & realize I still need to buy the boys jeans and maybe a shirt or two. Not only that, but as the first week of school looms ahead I must keep in mind that teachers always send home new and improved lists of must haves once their students arrive.
My husband may have a heart attack.
This being said....drop by my house anytime during the month of December. It's pathetic really. I will admit that I spoil my kids a tad, but even if I only bought 4 gifts a piece we'd have 24 gifts shoved under our tree...JUST FOR THE KIDS!
Honestly though, when have I ever just bought 4 gifts a piece for the kids at Christmas.
Insanity!
School begins in two weeks and I've already spent a little over $2000.00 on clothes & school supplies. OUCH!
And now, I've just gone through my purchases & realize I still need to buy the boys jeans and maybe a shirt or two. Not only that, but as the first week of school looms ahead I must keep in mind that teachers always send home new and improved lists of must haves once their students arrive.
My husband may have a heart attack.
This being said....drop by my house anytime during the month of December. It's pathetic really. I will admit that I spoil my kids a tad, but even if I only bought 4 gifts a piece we'd have 24 gifts shoved under our tree...JUST FOR THE KIDS!
Honestly though, when have I ever just bought 4 gifts a piece for the kids at Christmas.
Insanity!
Monday, July 24, 2006
Just for Fun
101 insignificant details about Me, Myself, and I.
1. I prefer my chocolate cake a day or two old & doused in milk.
2. I, quite subconsciously, rock myself to sleep.
3. I am almost constantly working through dialogue in my mind.
4. When I am not working through dialogue, I am singing.
5. I have only had 3 BFF's in my life.
6. I put ice in my milk.
7. I am loyal....almost to a fault.
8. I adore the smell of skunk (road-kill, not spray), gasoline, and sulfur.
9. I have an odd obsession with 1940's & 50's pin-ups.
10. I keep my bedroom as dark and as cold as humanly possible.
11. I haven't gone longer than 20 minutes without paint on my toenails in 7 years.
12. I still mourn the loss of my Jelly Baby, missing since our move from McPherson (age 6).
13. I call my closest friends by their LAST names.
14. I've always wished Kenny Rodgers was my grandpa.
15. I own 5 watches...I never wear them.
16. I hold middle names in very high regard.
17. All of my fish have been named either Sushi or Sashimi.
18. All 9 of my peircings were done during emotionally stressful times on my life.
19. Silence scares the heck out of me.
20. I still haven't watched the final episode of FRIENDS because I feel I missed too much of the last 2 seasons (Don't tell me what happened...I don't want to know).
21. I had a Best Man at my wedding.
22. I used to dip my french fries in Mayo.
23. I get emotionally attached to fictional characters.
24. I am claustrophobic.
25. I have no organizational skills what-so-ever.
26. I will only eat movie theater popcorn if I have nacho cheese sauce for dipping.
27. My hair is naturally blonde.
28. No one has seen my natural haircolor in at least 6 years.
29. I have...for most of my life...had the deepest desire to be a dentist.
30. I've seen every movie Johnny Depp has ever acted in.
31. I own more purses than I do shirts.
32. I own DVD's that I have never even opened.
33. I've destroyed 2 digital cameras at separate times, each by dropping then into a drink.
34. I once bleached my jewelry to clean it...only my wedding band made it out alive.
35. Two years later I lost my wedding band.
36. Closed toed shoes make me claustrophobic.
37. My favorite smells in the world are lilac, burning wood, Eternity for men, and an oil refinery.
38. I can remember the exact moment I became afraid of heights.
39. I can't watch a scarey movie without re-living it over & over in my mind for days on end.
40. I hand-write letters no less than 20 times before mailing them.
41. I broke my neck in the 8th grade. My doctors told my mother I wouldn't live.
42. When I broke my neck the only person I wanted by my side was my (future) husband. I was 13.
43. Although I've never been to jail, I get absurdly mouthy with cops. I'll likely go to jail for that one day.
44. I am a habitual procrastinator.
45. I fell in love with my husband the first time I saw him. It scared the CRIPE out of me.
46. I was 11 when I met my husband.
47. I once paid $100.00 for a candle holder (it's kick-ass).
48. I still have the Strawberry Shortcake sheets from when I was 3. I'll likely never part with them.
49. I detest pizza crust. I feed it to my dog.
50. All of my pets have Japanese names.
51. I, almost fanatically, must pre-approve all photos taken of me.
52. I stole the photo that the tattoo artist took of my backpiece after completing it...right out of his portfolio.
53. I sometimes question my own sanity.
54. I have 7 Thai Buddahs in my house...I am a Christian.
55. I only drink Starbucks coffee.
56. I lived in Seattle for 4 years & never once drank coffee.
57. One of my favorite past-times is snapping photos of complete & total strangers.
58. I am comforted by the sound of helicopters & artillery.
59. My eyes are far more beautiful when I've been crying (or so I've been told).
60. I once watched Forrest Gump every night for 2 months.
61. I'll stop whatever I am doing to love on my cat when she is in the mood.
62. I adore store bought chocolate milk from a carton.
63. On every road trip I absolutely MUST buy Chicken-in-a-Biscuit crackers.
64. I haven't had Chicken-in-a-Biscuit crackers in 4 years.
65. I make the best Orange Julius on the face of the planet.
66. I am obsessed with candles.
67. Watching Nascar excites me.
68. I think men are far sexier the older they get.
69. My first kiss was in the 1st grade-Ryan Smith.
70. I think sitting quietly under the stars is the most romantic thing EVER>
71. I am an insomniac.
72. 98% of all photos taken of me involve my tongue sticking out.
73. 98% of all photos taken of me with others involve THEIR tongues hanging out (I think this is contagious).
74. It is physically impossible for me to walk by a sticky picture booth without partaking in the fun that lies within.
75. I refuse to eat cereal until every bite has been drowned in milk.
76. When I was young I thought The Beast, from The X-Men, was incredibly HOTT!!!
77. I also had a thing for Papa Smurf.
78. I know the names & abbreviations of all 105 counties in Kansas.
79. I make lists for EVERYTHING and almost NEVER use them.
80. The smell of Nivea cream reminds me of Bangkok.
81. My toes are like ice-cubes at night.
82. My favorite way to warm then is by tucking them under my husbands thighs (he despises this).
83. I have a playlist 128 songs long on my I-POD of nothing but 80's music.
84. I am a history freak.
85. I was in labor with my firstborn for 55 hours.
86. I have more Christmas decorations than I have room to display them.
87. I own shoes that I have never worn...but I can't part with because they are so cute.
88. In the last 4 years I have re-decorated my bathroom 12 times.
89. The first thing I do every morning is call my friend Kim...often even before crawling out of bed.
90. Mornings hate me!
91. I keep my house like an icebox.
92. I love to wear scarves...even in the summer.
93. I am rarely seen without a pair of sunglasses atop my head.
94. I once owned a bird that committed suicide. His name was Kamikaze.
95. I have 6 kids...I always wanted 7 (yikes).
96. I spend an absurd amount of money on music & books.
97. I have a cabinet FULL of liquor. I almost NEVER drink at home.
98. I am addicted to Coco's curry & have been known to make midnight curry runs in my pajamas.
99. I have an inherent disorder that makes it virtually impossible for me to stay caught up on laundry.
100. I obsess over little things that no one else even notices.
101. Only one person on the face of the earth knew every single one of these things BEFORE this list was posted.
1. I prefer my chocolate cake a day or two old & doused in milk.
2. I, quite subconsciously, rock myself to sleep.
3. I am almost constantly working through dialogue in my mind.
4. When I am not working through dialogue, I am singing.
5. I have only had 3 BFF's in my life.
6. I put ice in my milk.
7. I am loyal....almost to a fault.
8. I adore the smell of skunk (road-kill, not spray), gasoline, and sulfur.
9. I have an odd obsession with 1940's & 50's pin-ups.
10. I keep my bedroom as dark and as cold as humanly possible.
11. I haven't gone longer than 20 minutes without paint on my toenails in 7 years.
12. I still mourn the loss of my Jelly Baby, missing since our move from McPherson (age 6).
13. I call my closest friends by their LAST names.
14. I've always wished Kenny Rodgers was my grandpa.
15. I own 5 watches...I never wear them.
16. I hold middle names in very high regard.
17. All of my fish have been named either Sushi or Sashimi.
18. All 9 of my peircings were done during emotionally stressful times on my life.
19. Silence scares the heck out of me.
20. I still haven't watched the final episode of FRIENDS because I feel I missed too much of the last 2 seasons (Don't tell me what happened...I don't want to know).
21. I had a Best Man at my wedding.
22. I used to dip my french fries in Mayo.
23. I get emotionally attached to fictional characters.
24. I am claustrophobic.
25. I have no organizational skills what-so-ever.
26. I will only eat movie theater popcorn if I have nacho cheese sauce for dipping.
27. My hair is naturally blonde.
28. No one has seen my natural haircolor in at least 6 years.
29. I have...for most of my life...had the deepest desire to be a dentist.
30. I've seen every movie Johnny Depp has ever acted in.
31. I own more purses than I do shirts.
32. I own DVD's that I have never even opened.
33. I've destroyed 2 digital cameras at separate times, each by dropping then into a drink.
34. I once bleached my jewelry to clean it...only my wedding band made it out alive.
35. Two years later I lost my wedding band.
36. Closed toed shoes make me claustrophobic.
37. My favorite smells in the world are lilac, burning wood, Eternity for men, and an oil refinery.
38. I can remember the exact moment I became afraid of heights.
39. I can't watch a scarey movie without re-living it over & over in my mind for days on end.
40. I hand-write letters no less than 20 times before mailing them.
41. I broke my neck in the 8th grade. My doctors told my mother I wouldn't live.
42. When I broke my neck the only person I wanted by my side was my (future) husband. I was 13.
43. Although I've never been to jail, I get absurdly mouthy with cops. I'll likely go to jail for that one day.
44. I am a habitual procrastinator.
45. I fell in love with my husband the first time I saw him. It scared the CRIPE out of me.
46. I was 11 when I met my husband.
47. I once paid $100.00 for a candle holder (it's kick-ass).
48. I still have the Strawberry Shortcake sheets from when I was 3. I'll likely never part with them.
49. I detest pizza crust. I feed it to my dog.
50. All of my pets have Japanese names.
51. I, almost fanatically, must pre-approve all photos taken of me.
52. I stole the photo that the tattoo artist took of my backpiece after completing it...right out of his portfolio.
53. I sometimes question my own sanity.
54. I have 7 Thai Buddahs in my house...I am a Christian.
55. I only drink Starbucks coffee.
56. I lived in Seattle for 4 years & never once drank coffee.
57. One of my favorite past-times is snapping photos of complete & total strangers.
58. I am comforted by the sound of helicopters & artillery.
59. My eyes are far more beautiful when I've been crying (or so I've been told).
60. I once watched Forrest Gump every night for 2 months.
61. I'll stop whatever I am doing to love on my cat when she is in the mood.
62. I adore store bought chocolate milk from a carton.
63. On every road trip I absolutely MUST buy Chicken-in-a-Biscuit crackers.
64. I haven't had Chicken-in-a-Biscuit crackers in 4 years.
65. I make the best Orange Julius on the face of the planet.
66. I am obsessed with candles.
67. Watching Nascar excites me.
68. I think men are far sexier the older they get.
69. My first kiss was in the 1st grade-Ryan Smith.
70. I think sitting quietly under the stars is the most romantic thing EVER>
71. I am an insomniac.
72. 98% of all photos taken of me involve my tongue sticking out.
73. 98% of all photos taken of me with others involve THEIR tongues hanging out (I think this is contagious).
74. It is physically impossible for me to walk by a sticky picture booth without partaking in the fun that lies within.
75. I refuse to eat cereal until every bite has been drowned in milk.
76. When I was young I thought The Beast, from The X-Men, was incredibly HOTT!!!
77. I also had a thing for Papa Smurf.
78. I know the names & abbreviations of all 105 counties in Kansas.
79. I make lists for EVERYTHING and almost NEVER use them.
80. The smell of Nivea cream reminds me of Bangkok.
81. My toes are like ice-cubes at night.
82. My favorite way to warm then is by tucking them under my husbands thighs (he despises this).
83. I have a playlist 128 songs long on my I-POD of nothing but 80's music.
84. I am a history freak.
85. I was in labor with my firstborn for 55 hours.
86. I have more Christmas decorations than I have room to display them.
87. I own shoes that I have never worn...but I can't part with because they are so cute.
88. In the last 4 years I have re-decorated my bathroom 12 times.
89. The first thing I do every morning is call my friend Kim...often even before crawling out of bed.
90. Mornings hate me!
91. I keep my house like an icebox.
92. I love to wear scarves...even in the summer.
93. I am rarely seen without a pair of sunglasses atop my head.
94. I once owned a bird that committed suicide. His name was Kamikaze.
95. I have 6 kids...I always wanted 7 (yikes).
96. I spend an absurd amount of money on music & books.
97. I have a cabinet FULL of liquor. I almost NEVER drink at home.
98. I am addicted to Coco's curry & have been known to make midnight curry runs in my pajamas.
99. I have an inherent disorder that makes it virtually impossible for me to stay caught up on laundry.
100. I obsess over little things that no one else even notices.
101. Only one person on the face of the earth knew every single one of these things BEFORE this list was posted.
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
In A Place....
Ugh...
How do I feel right now? Numb. I can't feel my fingers. Can't feel my feet. Maybe numb isn't the word. It's isn't that I can't feel, but that every nerve in my body is on edge. It wears me out.
I am cleaning...but only because it is fairly brainless. Things need to be done around here....so I'm throwing everything away. listening to music & tossing everything. I pick things up...I toss them out. I have a little box that sits near me. A few things that are simply out of place go into the box. I'll put them away when I'm finished with everything else.
Trash...box...spray...wipe...trash...box...spray...wipe. Completely brainless.
It's just the day. Every foul mood passes. This one will as well. It could be worse. I could be hiding in my bed, under my covers, sleeping the day away.
I hate days like this.
Saturday, July 08, 2006
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Ancient ruins of moi
I've been feeling terribly ancient as of late.
It most certainly doesn't help that all my friends went from mid-thirties to early 20's seemingly overnight. How did this happen?
I can now say with all assuredness that any bit of a hard time I used to give my older friends...has come back to haunt me seven-fold. (Apologies Kim & Kevin)
Just this week I was listening to AFRICA by TOTO and one friend in particular informed me that he hadn't the foggiest who TOTO was and that it was quite likely because he was still in the cradle at the time.
I want to vomit. *UGH*
I need new friends.
It most certainly doesn't help that all my friends went from mid-thirties to early 20's seemingly overnight. How did this happen?
I can now say with all assuredness that any bit of a hard time I used to give my older friends...has come back to haunt me seven-fold. (Apologies Kim & Kevin)
Just this week I was listening to AFRICA by TOTO and one friend in particular informed me that he hadn't the foggiest who TOTO was and that it was quite likely because he was still in the cradle at the time.
I want to vomit. *UGH*
I need new friends.
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
NEWSFLASH!!!!!
OH MY GAWD.....I blogged twice in one day.....OH WAIT.....three times, three times now. I need to get off the caffine! CURSE YOU COCA COLA!!!!
My How the Tables Have Turned....
Nothin' like acting a damn fool and doing a little jig around the living room in your pajama bottoms & tee-shirt to put you in a feisty mood.All the cares of the world have melted away and I......I am tingling with the freshness of a new dawn....that or someone slipped something in my drink at the movies. hmmmmm........
In that case....Thank you movie ticket *slash* refreshment man. You have made my evening. Now turn up the Taking Back Sunday and.....LET'S DANCE!
Monday, May 29, 2006
Quick & Painless
Writing something quick & not so meaningful.
I am in the middle of cleaning house. Not "cleaning", but CLEANING house. Everything needs to be thrown away. Everything needs to be re-organized for packing (even if I am 3 1/2 months out). So, I am utilizing my days....or trying to.
Right now, what I would really L-O-V-E is a Mocha Frappachino with a shot of caramel....no whipped cream. My taste buds are reeling, but alas....leaving the house means I will accomplish nothing at all. I know this of myself.
I also am fairly sure I have a brand spanking new vacuum sitting at the post office awaiting my pick-up. And as much as I would adore running that new baby over my carpets....it isn't as if I have no vacuum at all. The Dyson will have to wait....Dirt Devil lives one more day.
Besides all that, I also need quite desperately to make a commissary run. And unfortunately, I am not one of those people who can consciously unload groceries into an unclean house. Can you say....PSYCHO? Yes, I am aware that I have issues. Probably far more than any one woman should have, but still....you love me. So what does that say about you?! HEHEHEHE! Alright, I'm out! TOODLES!
I am in the middle of cleaning house. Not "cleaning", but CLEANING house. Everything needs to be thrown away. Everything needs to be re-organized for packing (even if I am 3 1/2 months out). So, I am utilizing my days....or trying to.
Right now, what I would really L-O-V-E is a Mocha Frappachino with a shot of caramel....no whipped cream. My taste buds are reeling, but alas....leaving the house means I will accomplish nothing at all. I know this of myself.
I also am fairly sure I have a brand spanking new vacuum sitting at the post office awaiting my pick-up. And as much as I would adore running that new baby over my carpets....it isn't as if I have no vacuum at all. The Dyson will have to wait....Dirt Devil lives one more day.
Besides all that, I also need quite desperately to make a commissary run. And unfortunately, I am not one of those people who can consciously unload groceries into an unclean house. Can you say....PSYCHO? Yes, I am aware that I have issues. Probably far more than any one woman should have, but still....you love me. So what does that say about you?! HEHEHEHE! Alright, I'm out! TOODLES!
Thursday, May 25, 2006
Everything...
as a killer video....but am tired of hearing it every time i log on....so i've deleted it! MUAH!
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
Cha Ching!!
I am currently without vehicle. Well, not really. I am driving Al's, but I might as well be without. YUK!!
In preparation for my parents visit I decided it to be the perfect time to take my van in for a few minor adjustments. Like the brakes....which over the last month have become increasingly unreliable. And the left brake light which always seem to burn out...not good at all. Also needing adjustment was the belt that seemingly overnight became so squeaky I had to turn OFF my van at a drive thru just to hear the speaker. And finally, the air-conditioning, every summer I have to charge that stinking thing. Every single summer. But I can't be without it in this heat. Now it would seem they have switched fuels (or something of the sort) so I am stuck paying extra for some switch over since my van is older & uses the old fuel....OH-KAAAAYYYYY. So this is gonna cost me a little cash...or Yen, as I take my van off-base for repairs. CHA CHING!
Whatever, I just want my van back. I hate...let me repeat...H-A-T-E Al's van. It is old, rusty, mildew-y, smelly, and ugly. Not that my van is a Rolls Royce mind you....but trust me...it's better than his monstrosity. I miss my van. I miss my radio that doesn't short out, and my little nut pill box that hangs from the rear view mirror. I miss "Wilson" (the volleyball) sitting atop the dash, and the sound of that diesel engine when it starts up. It isn't lovely like our van in the states...but it has been mine for the last four years...and I want it back!
That is...until September when I'll have to pay to JCI that dang thing again just so we can sell it. Who on earth would buy a vehicle with it's JCI due? Ah well, such is life.
In preparation for my parents visit I decided it to be the perfect time to take my van in for a few minor adjustments. Like the brakes....which over the last month have become increasingly unreliable. And the left brake light which always seem to burn out...not good at all. Also needing adjustment was the belt that seemingly overnight became so squeaky I had to turn OFF my van at a drive thru just to hear the speaker. And finally, the air-conditioning, every summer I have to charge that stinking thing. Every single summer. But I can't be without it in this heat. Now it would seem they have switched fuels (or something of the sort) so I am stuck paying extra for some switch over since my van is older & uses the old fuel....OH-KAAAAYYYYY. So this is gonna cost me a little cash...or Yen, as I take my van off-base for repairs. CHA CHING!
Whatever, I just want my van back. I hate...let me repeat...H-A-T-E Al's van. It is old, rusty, mildew-y, smelly, and ugly. Not that my van is a Rolls Royce mind you....but trust me...it's better than his monstrosity. I miss my van. I miss my radio that doesn't short out, and my little nut pill box that hangs from the rear view mirror. I miss "Wilson" (the volleyball) sitting atop the dash, and the sound of that diesel engine when it starts up. It isn't lovely like our van in the states...but it has been mine for the last four years...and I want it back!
That is...until September when I'll have to pay to JCI that dang thing again just so we can sell it. Who on earth would buy a vehicle with it's JCI due? Ah well, such is life.
Sunday, May 21, 2006
At Peace....or getting there.
After much discussion with "my girls" I think I am finally coming to terms with my impending move to Washington. I love this island. I love my friends. But reality is...K and I have a relationship that will long outlast the distance that separates us and Okinawa will always be here. Besides...I'm ready for this change. It's time...
So now the real work begins. My curb is quickly bearing the brunt of our 4 years on this rock. I toss virtually everything when we move. I simply can't stand to have all this clutter fill my life. My dear friend J told me this weekend that moving is the best way to cleanse our lives...not only physically, but emotionally. She'll never know the volumes that comment spoke in me. Those words are what made this bearable. They are what opened my eyes to the POSSIBILITIES that lie ahead. Not just the loss.
Thanks woman! Your wisdom during this time (and all others for that matter) has been invaluable! Safe travels to you and yours. You will be missed!
So now the real work begins. My curb is quickly bearing the brunt of our 4 years on this rock. I toss virtually everything when we move. I simply can't stand to have all this clutter fill my life. My dear friend J told me this weekend that moving is the best way to cleanse our lives...not only physically, but emotionally. She'll never know the volumes that comment spoke in me. Those words are what made this bearable. They are what opened my eyes to the POSSIBILITIES that lie ahead. Not just the loss.
Thanks woman! Your wisdom during this time (and all others for that matter) has been invaluable! Safe travels to you and yours. You will be missed!
Thursday, May 18, 2006
And The Countdown Begins....
Four months and one day. This is all I've left on my little island. Am I pleased about this? I should say yes....I know that a good many of you want to hear yes. And perhaps I should smile a sweet little smile and nod for you....but I would be lying.
Moving is a colossal pain in the arse. So here I am, four months out, tossing out everything I don't want to unload on the other end....and then some. Besides the fact that we are...quite unfortunately, headed back to Washington. This is NOT my idea of a good time. Do I even have clothes to accommodate the rainy, freezing weather that awaits us? No. I am fairly sure I don't even own a pair of closed toe shoes. And sweaters. We are back to wearing sweaters....good grief!
All those things aside, my greatest fear is leaving K. She is my other half (much to our husbands dismay). She and the kids have been our family for the last (almost) 9 years. I've left my family before...it isn't by any means an easy transition. And living without her may very well break me completely. We shall see.
On the brighter side of things...well, I haven't quite figured those out yet...but when I do you'll be the first to know *grin*. Until then...keep on livin' L-I-V-I-N
Moving is a colossal pain in the arse. So here I am, four months out, tossing out everything I don't want to unload on the other end....and then some. Besides the fact that we are...quite unfortunately, headed back to Washington. This is NOT my idea of a good time. Do I even have clothes to accommodate the rainy, freezing weather that awaits us? No. I am fairly sure I don't even own a pair of closed toe shoes. And sweaters. We are back to wearing sweaters....good grief!
All those things aside, my greatest fear is leaving K. She is my other half (much to our husbands dismay). She and the kids have been our family for the last (almost) 9 years. I've left my family before...it isn't by any means an easy transition. And living without her may very well break me completely. We shall see.
On the brighter side of things...well, I haven't quite figured those out yet...but when I do you'll be the first to know *grin*. Until then...keep on livin' L-I-V-I-N
Sunday, May 14, 2006
Happy Mother's Day
Cleaning and scrubbing
Can wait till tomorrow,
For babies grow up
We've learned to our sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs,
Dust go to sleep,
I'm rocking my baby,
And babies don't keep.
- Author Unknown.
Happy Mother's Day to all who choose to rock their babies. I miss you mama. ~Love Forever~
Can wait till tomorrow,
For babies grow up
We've learned to our sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs,
Dust go to sleep,
I'm rocking my baby,
And babies don't keep.
- Author Unknown.
Happy Mother's Day to all who choose to rock their babies. I miss you mama. ~Love Forever~
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
My Idol...
Alright. I am bowing down. All week long I have been insisting to my friend K that although I really like Elliott (on American Idol) without a full blown miracle, he would be the next to get voted off. And now after watching tonights show, I would like to be the first to say...that miracle had arrived. Katharine was horrible. If she doesn't get voted off tonight I'll have no faith what-so-ever in the American Telephony Voting System.
I really can't stand Katharine, but to be honest I must admit the girl can sing. Elliott, quite unfortunately, just isn't all that consistent. We all love him...sure. But is he fantastic? Is he spectacular? Is he the next American Idol? Surely not. All that aside, tonight Elliott did beautifully and Katharine STUNK!
So who is gonna win? Oh pah-leeze. Anyone who watches AI knows Chris has this in the bag. Taylor is boisterous and a ton of fun, but should probably be singing at Branson. He is hardly "Idol" material.
Elliott, as I stated before, just isn't all that consistent. Sweet, but still...
And Katharine I am voting against by default. Before tonights performance I had her placed at #2. Oh well, Se La Vis sweetie! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!! (insert evil laugh)
Chris, Chris, Chris. This year it's all yours. Run with it! I'll be one of the first ones in line at the release of your album. WOO HOO!!!
Sunday, May 07, 2006
Anniversary Photos
Dinner was great. K & I stuffed ourselves unmercifully. After that we went for coffee. Obviously we thought it a stellar idea to add a bit more to the already bloated fullness that lie within. Then we walked over to Carnival Park where we took sticky pictures. This, for those of you who are unaware, is a favorite Japanese past time. Hehehehe! All in all it was a great night. Thank God for K! Don't know where I'd be without her!!!
Saturday, May 06, 2006
Happy Anniversary
12 years today. Ah, the power of love. Being without Al today has spurred me to think back on all our past anniversaries. Like our first. Al was stationed in Colorado, and I was finishing up school in Kansas. So that anniversary was spent at the movie theater with 4 of my girlfriends. I still have the pictures.
#2 Al was in California. #3 we were moving to NC, so we literally passed eachother in the hallway just before our final inspection...pecked eachother on the lips and went about our business. Four, I do believe Al was at Phase 3. I got roses for that one....I do remember that. 5, he was in Thailand, me....Washington.
It was either 6 or 7 that we finally did get to spend together, but for the life of me I don't recall what we did. Pretty sure he was deployed to the PI both 8 and 9. Year 10 he was here and gave me his grandmothers sapphire. I bought him Oakleys that he left on a plane shortly thereafter. 11 and 12....back in the PI. Nice stint, huh!
So this morning Al called bright and early, just to be sure he was the first to voice the words "HAPPY ANNIVERSARY"!!!! Every year, every holiday, every occasion, this is our great competition. Who will be the first to wish the other a Happy so-and-so. I have to admit...he wins far more than I think is necessary. I'm betting on the day the man becomes senile & can't remember to utter the words first. On the other hand, it won't be much fun if he doesn't know why I'm rubbing it in his face. Damn double edged sword! Hehehe!
The kids made me breakfast in bed. Only it wasn't quite "in bed" because I chose this morning to be the morning that I decide to crawl out of bed before the striking of 10:00.
Our big plans for the day? Gonna do laundry, clean house, buy groceries, play a few board games, and maybe nap. K is taking me to Arin Krin tonight for dinner. That should be nice. Maybe I'll snap a few photos & post them for all to enjoy. Hope your day is golden. Much love to all!!
#2 Al was in California. #3 we were moving to NC, so we literally passed eachother in the hallway just before our final inspection...pecked eachother on the lips and went about our business. Four, I do believe Al was at Phase 3. I got roses for that one....I do remember that. 5, he was in Thailand, me....Washington.
It was either 6 or 7 that we finally did get to spend together, but for the life of me I don't recall what we did. Pretty sure he was deployed to the PI both 8 and 9. Year 10 he was here and gave me his grandmothers sapphire. I bought him Oakleys that he left on a plane shortly thereafter. 11 and 12....back in the PI. Nice stint, huh!
So this morning Al called bright and early, just to be sure he was the first to voice the words "HAPPY ANNIVERSARY"!!!! Every year, every holiday, every occasion, this is our great competition. Who will be the first to wish the other a Happy so-and-so. I have to admit...he wins far more than I think is necessary. I'm betting on the day the man becomes senile & can't remember to utter the words first. On the other hand, it won't be much fun if he doesn't know why I'm rubbing it in his face. Damn double edged sword! Hehehe!
The kids made me breakfast in bed. Only it wasn't quite "in bed" because I chose this morning to be the morning that I decide to crawl out of bed before the striking of 10:00.
Our big plans for the day? Gonna do laundry, clean house, buy groceries, play a few board games, and maybe nap. K is taking me to Arin Krin tonight for dinner. That should be nice. Maybe I'll snap a few photos & post them for all to enjoy. Hope your day is golden. Much love to all!!
Sunday, April 30, 2006
Heya!
Ah. 7:00am and me still sitting here in my gym clothes....eeeeewwwwwww! All is well in the world. I once again haven't been doing much. One would think I could utilize my time by cleaning...doing laundry...or perhaps blogging. But oh no, I choose to hold the phone to my ear and talk to the woman with whom I spend all my "non-phone" moments with. For heavens sake...I need a life! Anyhooie, this is just my round about way of saying that not a dang thing is going on here. We're just counting down the days till summer smacks us in the face and continuing to hold tight to this ever spinning earth. Love to all!
By the way - HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY, KATIE ANN! *smooches*
By the way - HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY, KATIE ANN! *smooches*
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Weeeeellllll, that's nice to know.
| You Are 48% Abnormal |
 You are at high risk for being a psychopath. It is very likely that you have no soul. You are at high risk for having a borderline personality. It is very likely that you are a chaotic mess. You are at medium risk for having a narcissistic personality. It is somewhat likely that you are in love with your own reflection. You are at low risk for having a social phobia. It is unlikely that you feel most comfortable in your mom's basement. You are at low risk for obsessive compulsive disorder. It is unlikely that you are addicted to hand sanitizer. |
Monday, April 24, 2006
I Know, I Know!
Alright, I'm slacking again....we all know this. But I swear, as soon as I get five minutes to come up with something terribly witty & amusing....ya'll will be the first to know. Until then...CHEERS!
Sunday, April 16, 2006
late...
It's late. I'm dreaming of the smell of a wood burning stove and listening to music outside a little white church. I miss you baby. Every day I miss you. forever...
Saturday, April 15, 2006
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Exhaustion Taketh Over
I ran today. No doubt this would seem a small feat to most, however allow me to put this in perspective for you. I RAN today, and I haven't ran since I was 12 years old. Yikes.
Even in High School gym class I refused to run. When we were being tested I would simply walk the track. Each lap I would have to listen to my P.E. teacher tell me to speed up, move faster, RRRUUUUNNNNN FOREST RRRRUUUUNNNNN!!!! But I was the stronger one. Sticking to my ideals, my beliefs, my laziness. I would not run, no matter the cost. Give me a D in P.E., so my GPA would suffer. No matter....I was a walker.
Now, at the ripe age of 28, I do indeed get my cardio in daily...by walking (quickly). In fact I walk so quickly that I probably should be jogging, but again, sticking to my guns, I will my legs to W-A-L-K at an unnatural pace simply to stand firm (or flabby, depending on how you look at it).
At 3:45 this morning I strolled up to the track, preparing myself for the very worst. And sure enough, just as I thought, Armageddon rained down upon me. I lapped once at a respectable speed. Hands pumping above my heart to increase speed & heart rate. Then the second lap was upon me.
I began to jog. Okay, this isn't too bad. I can totally handle this. Third lap. Holy crap I am sweating buckets. Fourth lap. My chest is heaving ridiculously. Four & 3/4. My heart is going to beat out of my chest. By lap five I am fairly sure flames were shooting from my calves and thighs, but I drove on. For 40 minutes I carried on like this. Eventually I began running up and down the bleachers as I came to them. Insanity exudes.
My final 20 minutes I walked....quickly. And as if that wasn't enough I decided to do another mile when my girlfriends B & G showed up. Just a mile though, I was SMOKED. Besides, that mile was far more fun for me. I could laugh between gasps for breath. Thankful for good friends.
My thighs are killing me at present. I could fall asleep at any moment. I dread crawling out of bed in the morning...I may need a walker. Tomorrow is a new day. I don't even have to think about running again until next Wednesday (as this is the new game plan...YUK!)
My positive thoughts? I did it...I ran. I didn't puke, I didn't pass out, I didn't give up, and I didn't die. Am I a runner? HECK NO!!!! But I'll never say never. Far weirder things have happened in my lifetime. Let's just say the verdict is still out on that one & it probably will be for a good long while.
Even in High School gym class I refused to run. When we were being tested I would simply walk the track. Each lap I would have to listen to my P.E. teacher tell me to speed up, move faster, RRRUUUUNNNNN FOREST RRRRUUUUNNNNN!!!! But I was the stronger one. Sticking to my ideals, my beliefs, my laziness. I would not run, no matter the cost. Give me a D in P.E., so my GPA would suffer. No matter....I was a walker.
Now, at the ripe age of 28, I do indeed get my cardio in daily...by walking (quickly). In fact I walk so quickly that I probably should be jogging, but again, sticking to my guns, I will my legs to W-A-L-K at an unnatural pace simply to stand firm (or flabby, depending on how you look at it).
At 3:45 this morning I strolled up to the track, preparing myself for the very worst. And sure enough, just as I thought, Armageddon rained down upon me. I lapped once at a respectable speed. Hands pumping above my heart to increase speed & heart rate. Then the second lap was upon me.
I began to jog. Okay, this isn't too bad. I can totally handle this. Third lap. Holy crap I am sweating buckets. Fourth lap. My chest is heaving ridiculously. Four & 3/4. My heart is going to beat out of my chest. By lap five I am fairly sure flames were shooting from my calves and thighs, but I drove on. For 40 minutes I carried on like this. Eventually I began running up and down the bleachers as I came to them. Insanity exudes.
My final 20 minutes I walked....quickly. And as if that wasn't enough I decided to do another mile when my girlfriends B & G showed up. Just a mile though, I was SMOKED. Besides, that mile was far more fun for me. I could laugh between gasps for breath. Thankful for good friends.
My thighs are killing me at present. I could fall asleep at any moment. I dread crawling out of bed in the morning...I may need a walker. Tomorrow is a new day. I don't even have to think about running again until next Wednesday (as this is the new game plan...YUK!)
My positive thoughts? I did it...I ran. I didn't puke, I didn't pass out, I didn't give up, and I didn't die. Am I a runner? HECK NO!!!! But I'll never say never. Far weirder things have happened in my lifetime. Let's just say the verdict is still out on that one & it probably will be for a good long while.
Saturday, April 01, 2006
Ah Spring!
Spring is in the air! That means time to RENEW!!! The kids and I spent the day cleaning and re-arranging rooms. This was not only due to the fact that their rooms were in desperate need of a good scrub but also my prepping for yet another furniture shopping spree (imagine that).
This year I'll be resting peacefully in my NEW BEDROOM. Unfortunately the sheer enormity of the set makes my bedroom computer virtually null and void. This added to the fact that I'll be purchasing a massive roll top for my husband...well, I'm sure you can imagine my dilemma. Either we tweak the bedroom situation or add-on. Thinking that may not go over well with housing.
So, that being said, we have combined bedrooms to once again make way for an office, nay...study. And this time there will be no guest bed, no toys, no TV's, no dresser overflow. Just my books, my writing desk (recently purchased), the roll-top, a stunning Kok Fung screen (yet another recent purchase), a few candles, and a reading chair. The study will be my haven (well another haven). Yes, I admit, it would seem my entire home is becoming my great escape. But I'll not apologize for it. I adore the comfortable atmosphere I've created here. Isn't that the way it should be?
My greatest desire is for family and friends to feel as at home here as I do. However, don't come knocking on my door just yet. The house is in an uproar with bunkbed parts lining the walls of my hallway, bedding covering the floor of my laundry room, dressers and closets in the midst of being shifted and purged, and walls being scrubbed and painted (at least touched up). What a nightmare! In fact, if you were to come over right now I'd likely ignore the doorbell for fear you would step into this black hole never to be heard from again...or at least not until next spring.
Much Love to All and Happy Spring!
This year I'll be resting peacefully in my NEW BEDROOM. Unfortunately the sheer enormity of the set makes my bedroom computer virtually null and void. This added to the fact that I'll be purchasing a massive roll top for my husband...well, I'm sure you can imagine my dilemma. Either we tweak the bedroom situation or add-on. Thinking that may not go over well with housing.
So, that being said, we have combined bedrooms to once again make way for an office, nay...study. And this time there will be no guest bed, no toys, no TV's, no dresser overflow. Just my books, my writing desk (recently purchased), the roll-top, a stunning Kok Fung screen (yet another recent purchase), a few candles, and a reading chair. The study will be my haven (well another haven). Yes, I admit, it would seem my entire home is becoming my great escape. But I'll not apologize for it. I adore the comfortable atmosphere I've created here. Isn't that the way it should be?
My greatest desire is for family and friends to feel as at home here as I do. However, don't come knocking on my door just yet. The house is in an uproar with bunkbed parts lining the walls of my hallway, bedding covering the floor of my laundry room, dressers and closets in the midst of being shifted and purged, and walls being scrubbed and painted (at least touched up). What a nightmare! In fact, if you were to come over right now I'd likely ignore the doorbell for fear you would step into this black hole never to be heard from again...or at least not until next spring.
Much Love to All and Happy Spring!
Sunday, March 26, 2006
Monday, March 20, 2006
Ho Hum...
I'm breaking from my dinner preparations and subsequent house tidying to say a quick hello and toss up a few recent photos of my beautiful children. Enjoy!
What'll ya have?
With "Mr. Paddy"
"Greg's" bullseye
What'll ya have?
With "Mr. Paddy"
"Greg's" bullseye
Sunday, March 12, 2006
Sharpen Your Pencils...
...It's Tera Nova testing week! So three of my children will be participating in Tera Nova this year. The rest are still a bit too young I'm afraid. Pity.
As I sat last night tying ribbon around freshly sharpened No.2's and Ritz crackers (yes, I'm insane) I began to reminisce about my tests of yester year. Ah, the memories! The entire population of my school filing into the auditorium where we were to be seated every other chair and a row apart...NO CHEATING!!! God forbid some poor kid behind me begin filling in his bubble sheet: R-A-N-D, Oh crap...testing hasn't started yet!!
And that adrenaline rush! No.2 pencils sharpened and prepped for bubble fillage...you sit, awaiting the "go" word, at which point you throw open your test book and begin hurriedly answering the questions laid out before you. Always sure to fill in the correct bubble line. Such a terrible waste of testing time if you find that you've accidentally skipped a line and must erase and re-fill bubbles...UGH! THE HORROR!!!!!!
Be sure to fill in those bubbles completely now. No X's, check marks, or half filled bubbles. By the end of Jr. High, every child in the United States will, if nothing else, be qualified to hold a job in the bubble filling industry. That is, if you can get your hands on the coveted No.2 pencil. Nuh uh...no No.3's for me! All test lead must be the perfect shade of gray and at just the right level of softness so not to tear the answer sheet. MY HEAVENS!! Whatever shall we do if the magical bubble reader can't decipher the hideous No.3 filled bubbles!!! GASP!
So much hype is put into Tera Nova week. Teachers send home notes the Friday prior:
How To Prepare Your Child For Testing: Get a good nights sleep, eat a healthy breakfast, practice math facts, have your child read to you, (and my personal favorite) Assure your child that there is no reason to be nervous. Are you KIDDING me?! No reason to be nervous? For heavens sake people, you make this out to be the test of all tests. The single thing that will make or break one's educational career. Every eight year old in the country is shaking in their Vans. Don't be nervous....yeah right!
And NOW, we are to send a healthy snack to class for break time. Say WHA? Heck, we didn't get snacks during testing...healthy or otherwise. we weren't even allowed a bottle of water or chewing gum. "Pardon me? You say that you are parched with the dryness of a thousand dessert suns? Well tough luck, finish that test!!!" What has our world come to?
Curious,I do wonder if anyone else had a favorite testing day. Mine...vocabulary & reading comprehension. Oh yes...I was a reading GOD!!!! A math god however, I was not. I do believe I quite likely fell into the "Your child seems to have suffered a serious brain trauma and should seek professional help" category.
Math day was the day when it was absolutely inevitable that I would be rushing to fill in bubbles as the clock ticked away it's final seconds. "TIME! Close your test books. If you have any remaining time at the end of the next section you can go back and finish this section". Remaining time? What the heck were they talking about? If my lame self couldn't get through the simple addition/subtraction section, I sure as heck wouldn't have any remaining time after the trigonometry section. GRRRRR!!!!
No matter. Here I stand before you...er, ummm, this computer...a Tera Nova "graduate". And thankfully, I am no worse for the wear. Now, I will send my children off with a full nights sleep and a healthy breakfast, armed with No.2's and a snack. Good luck young ones. May all your testing dreams come true!
And all these things will be passed down from generation to generation, so that we shall remember those who have gone before.
As I sat last night tying ribbon around freshly sharpened No.2's and Ritz crackers (yes, I'm insane) I began to reminisce about my tests of yester year. Ah, the memories! The entire population of my school filing into the auditorium where we were to be seated every other chair and a row apart...NO CHEATING!!! God forbid some poor kid behind me begin filling in his bubble sheet: R-A-N-D, Oh crap...testing hasn't started yet!!
And that adrenaline rush! No.2 pencils sharpened and prepped for bubble fillage...you sit, awaiting the "go" word, at which point you throw open your test book and begin hurriedly answering the questions laid out before you. Always sure to fill in the correct bubble line. Such a terrible waste of testing time if you find that you've accidentally skipped a line and must erase and re-fill bubbles...UGH! THE HORROR!!!!!!
Be sure to fill in those bubbles completely now. No X's, check marks, or half filled bubbles. By the end of Jr. High, every child in the United States will, if nothing else, be qualified to hold a job in the bubble filling industry. That is, if you can get your hands on the coveted No.2 pencil. Nuh uh...no No.3's for me! All test lead must be the perfect shade of gray and at just the right level of softness so not to tear the answer sheet. MY HEAVENS!! Whatever shall we do if the magical bubble reader can't decipher the hideous No.3 filled bubbles!!! GASP!
So much hype is put into Tera Nova week. Teachers send home notes the Friday prior:
How To Prepare Your Child For Testing: Get a good nights sleep, eat a healthy breakfast, practice math facts, have your child read to you, (and my personal favorite) Assure your child that there is no reason to be nervous. Are you KIDDING me?! No reason to be nervous? For heavens sake people, you make this out to be the test of all tests. The single thing that will make or break one's educational career. Every eight year old in the country is shaking in their Vans. Don't be nervous....yeah right!
And NOW, we are to send a healthy snack to class for break time. Say WHA? Heck, we didn't get snacks during testing...healthy or otherwise. we weren't even allowed a bottle of water or chewing gum. "Pardon me? You say that you are parched with the dryness of a thousand dessert suns? Well tough luck, finish that test!!!" What has our world come to?
Curious,I do wonder if anyone else had a favorite testing day. Mine...vocabulary & reading comprehension. Oh yes...I was a reading GOD!!!! A math god however, I was not. I do believe I quite likely fell into the "Your child seems to have suffered a serious brain trauma and should seek professional help" category.
Math day was the day when it was absolutely inevitable that I would be rushing to fill in bubbles as the clock ticked away it's final seconds. "TIME! Close your test books. If you have any remaining time at the end of the next section you can go back and finish this section". Remaining time? What the heck were they talking about? If my lame self couldn't get through the simple addition/subtraction section, I sure as heck wouldn't have any remaining time after the trigonometry section. GRRRRR!!!!
No matter. Here I stand before you...er, ummm, this computer...a Tera Nova "graduate". And thankfully, I am no worse for the wear. Now, I will send my children off with a full nights sleep and a healthy breakfast, armed with No.2's and a snack. Good luck young ones. May all your testing dreams come true!
And all these things will be passed down from generation to generation, so that we shall remember those who have gone before.
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
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