SNOW!!!

I am a kid at heart and I LOVE snow!!! So when I woke up this morning and knew there was a chance of snow today I was so excited! This being said I went along with what the weatherman said and got my errands out of the way since he said the snow would not start until 11 am. So after the bus came this morning off I went to Khols to get nylons (gag...I hate wearing them, but we have a formal tomorrow night). When I went into the store the sky was cloudy, but no white stuff, thirty minutes later I am leaving and the roads were white! Now I am a southern girl. I am not used to snow and when it does happen I am at home and don't have to worry about driving in the stuff. Not to mention that usually when it snows it takes awhile for it to stick to the roads. Oh no, not today. I am so thankful that I made it home in one piece. I did fishtail a few times and had a scary turn, but in the end I made it and my car is still in one piece (good thing, because I did not really want a new car for Christmas). Now that I am home and warm in front of the fire I will enjoy all of the snow falling from the sky. I have the fireplace on and am thinking that some hot cocoa is in my future. The only thing I am not looking forward to is getting John at the bus stop. School is being let out two hours early today due to the snow. Unfortunately I still have to walk up the bus stop. Normally I would drive up in the cold, but I am not getting back in my car today. So I will put on the snow boots in a few hours and get Mary all dolled up in her snow suit (boy am I glad I went ahead an bought that thing) and together we will walk (probably very slowly) in the snow. I think I may even bring John's boots along so he is ready.

So the rest of the day I will enjoy the beautiful snow. I know people hate snow, but I still love it and I still feel like a kid when it happens.

HOLY TWO YEAR OLDS!

That screaming you hear is coming from my house. Don't worry no one is hurt or in trouble, it is just my daughter throwing a fit because life is not going her way. This has been my life lately. Last night it was because she wanted to eat dinner on the floor in front of the TV and mommy said no (this was the best tantrum so far). Today it was because I walked upstairs without her (yep, that is all it took). In the grocery store it was because she wanted the cart with the steering wheel. Seeing a trend. She is even beginning to perfect her fits! They have gone from a fussing fit to a downright on the floor screaming (and I mean blood curdling) while throwing whatever she has in her hands. Someday I will videotape her so that I can share it with her someday when she has her own sweet little two year old.
My poor husband is coming home today and will be greeted by not only a two year old who is giving the phrase "Terrible Twos" a whole new meaning, but a wife who is DONE!! This whole single parent thing is for the birds and heck, I am married! Yes, I know that when I married a guy in the Army I knew he would be gone a lot, but this if getting RIDICULOUS!!! I can't remember the last time my husband was home for more then 2 weeks. He keeps on telling me that she can't be that bad and that she is such a biscuit. Well, he is going to be home for a full week and I plan on giving him a taste of his "Biscuit". Mommy has earned a few hours to herself. Actually I have earned more then a few hours, heck I have earned months!
I am hoping this two year stage goes by quickly. I may need happy pills by the end of it. She is cute for sure and it is a good thing. My mother keeps on telling me that she is just like I was at that age. Thanks Mom for wishing that I would have a child just like me someday. I really could have done without that wish, but I have a feeling I will be wishing for the same thing.

You mean I have to shower everyday!

As I was taking a shower today I realized how much life has changed for me in the past few years. Before I had my son I would have been mortified to leave the house without makeup on let alone to not take a shower. Taking a shower, drying my hair and putting on makeup were normal. Then I had my son. Showers and getting dressed were rushed during naps. I did shower everyday and makeup was applied, but my hair was never carefully styled and gone were the days of being able to change outfits ten times because you felt fat in one (once I had kids this just happened in every outfit, so I just stopped trying). It became the norm. Then I had another child. Well, this is where it changes. Yes, I shower everyday, but I don't necessarily wash my hair. I really do try to do it daily, but sometimes I just shower to rinse off. Oh, and if I do wash my hair and don't plan on going anywhere I don't dry it anymore. I tell myself that it is better for my hair. Makeup, well that is something that only gets put on when I am going out for the day. Gone are the days of putting on makeup just to go to the grocery store. You don't need makeup to grocery shop. Plus, who am I trying to impress? I already have a husband! There are weeks like last week that I am lucky if I put on makeup one day out of five. It just isn't necessary. Oh and shaving ones legs...forget it!!! I remember when I was just married I would have been mortified for my husband to feel my legs if I hadn't shaved them. Baby those days are GONE!
Someday I will become human again, but until then I am a mother of two. One off to school in the morning and the other who likes to throw things in the toilet if I try to shower when she is awake. I will briefly venture into human territory this weekend on my short trip to a wedding in New Orleans minus kids, but it will be for one brief day. I would say getting ready will be peaceful without interruption, but I will have my husband with me and he is after all my third child.

Red Wine and Sippy Cups

I am considering the perks of downing a bottle of wine tonight. It has been one of those days. I love my daughter, but this two year old bit is getting OLD! It is a good thing she is cute because there were times I might have packaged her up today (not seriously, so don't report me) and fedex'd her to Nana! This was day three without her normal three hour nap. She at least took one today, but only for an hour. She has also refused to eat anything that is not in the shape of a fish or multicolored with chocolate in the middle (meaning M&M's). So on top of being over tired and just plain 2 she has low blood sugar which makes for a grump (which I understand since I get this way too, but not voluntarily). So tonight maybe the apple juice will be replaced with a good Cabernet and Mommy might sit on the couch with a good movie drinking wine out of the sippy cup. Who knows after today her binky might be good too:) Doesn't that make a great mental picture?

You Have Got to be Kidding!

About the time that the movers were moving us into our house I contracted Hand Foot and Mouth disease from my sweet little girl. This was about a month ago now. After a week of painful blisters on my hands and feet and inside my mouth I thought that I was good. Well, little does the online info on this illness tell you that a few weeks later your hands and then feet would start to peel! Yuck, as if the initial onslaught of this thing wasn't enough it had lingering effects! So my peeling just ended a few days ago. I thought I was good. No more peeling hands and feet and then it hit today....the best part of it all...PEELING NAILS!!! Yep, you heard me right, one of my nails is peeling up from the base. It is just gross. I started to notice that the area above the cuticle was getting really light and then a little while ago I noticed what I thought was my cuticle, but to only find out that it was peeling upwards and that it was my nail. Thank goodness there seems to be new nail underneath, but come on this is getting ridiculous! I am freaking out that my nails are going to fall off and that my toenails are next! I just paid almost 50.00 bucks for a pedi last week. I don't want it to peel off from the nail. I am hoping that it will be a one nail event since none of my other nails seem to be discoloring. Hoping and praying! The thought of the whole thing just has me weirded out. Luckily Mary Cate never had any of this peeling business. Good thing, I can't imagine dealing with a toddler whose nails are peeling off. I am hoping that this is the last hoorah for this thing and it will finally GO AWAY! Luckily I haven't been contagious in weeks, but I just want to forget about this experience. It is seriously one of the yuckiest and worst illnesses I have had. So here is to hoping that I keep my nails (and toenails)!

Just Haven't Had Much

Okay, so I am apparently the world's worst blogger. It is just that I haven't had anything lately. Life has been busy though with getting the house together and birthday parties. The house looks great and is about 97 percent put together. The only room we really have left is the fourth bedroom, but that is Doug's room and I am not touching it with a ten foot pole. He has went ahead and hung the deer head and the fish on the wall already. We are in dispute about the bed size to put in there though. We have a twin bed that is in the room put together right now (no sheets or anything else on it though), but Doug wants to put a queen bed in there. The room is 10x11, which to me is NOT big enough for a queen size bed and a desk. I told him that we have a full bed in our son's room and that when we have guests they can stay in his room and we will put him downstairs. He is just not happy with that option. He wants to have a "nice" room for guests. I just want to know when we started to run a hotel. It doesn't make any sense to me to have a room just for guests when we need it for other stuff. If we had a five bedroom house we would have a guest room, but we don't. I am pretty sure I will win this one in the end. Plus, our guests will want TV and cable and the spare room doesn't have it and our son's room does.
We threw a double birthday party for the kids last weekend. I few weeks early for our son, but I am SO happy that we went ahead and got it out of the way. I love to entertain. I love to cook for others and to welcome people into my home, but it is tiring. I can't imagine doing it again in a couple of weeks. Plus, it get expensive to throw a birthday party. Logic tells you that it should be cheaper to have it at home then to out source it, but it isn't! You don't have the initial sticker shock that you would at a bouncy place, but in the end I am pretty sure we spent more. Next year we will out source. The kids had a blast and it was great to see all of our friends. Now if I could just convince myself to clean out all of the excess food out of the refrigerator.
Now on to the weekend, the last one before school starts. I cannot believe my baby boy is starting kindergarten, but I am ready. I love him so much but he thrives in school and mommy needs a break. I love seeing his smiling face when I pick him up from school. I cannot wait to see him learn to read and write. We meed his teacher tomorrow and hopefully the teacher in me will stay away and I won't be too critical. It will be hard, but I can do it.

At Last

Well, we are all settled into our new home and I LOVE it!!!! It is nice and big and only a few years old so it even has that new smell to it, which is something you don't usually get in Army housing. The move was not without its glitches. The movers in El Paso were HORRIBLE! My poor husband was left to deal with them on his own as the kids and I frolicked on the beach in Amelia Island, FL (so sad for him). I am pretty sure he is blacklisted from moving companies in El Paso, but they were late and unreliable. What can you do other then complain? Then I rushed up here with a feverish child in tow because I thought I had to meet the movers here. WRONG! It took them over a week to make it to VA from El Paso! How is this possible??? So I had my sick child, my mother and my antsy child all with me for over a week. Although we did make a detour through Hickory, NC along the way and my mother found a new dining room set so we detoured my husband through Atlanta to pick up a UHaul and to bring her old set with him. So score for me since I was in DESPERATE need of a nice table. We also bought a new couch before the movers got here since sitting on the floor is NOT fun.
The day the moving truck pulled up to my new house was the day my mother was leaving, which defeated the point of her being up her for a week. She was supposed to help with the move. Oh well, luckily my sister stepped in to save the day and took my kids that day. In the end everything got here in good shape. We only had a few minor things break, which is a change from the norm. I have told my husband I don't plan to move for awhile and that he better find a way to make that happen. We will see though, you just never know.
I am slowly getting to know the area and learning that I REALLY hate traffic. It is horrible at ALL hours of the day here. I am just going to have to learn alternate routes, because sitting still on the interstate is not my idea of fun. I can't wait to really get out and see the sights around here. I love the fact that I have so much right at my fingertips.
I registered John for kindergarten this past week. School unfortunately doesn't start until September. Flah! I am very ready for full day kindergarten. Don't get me wrong I love my son, but we will all be happier with a break. Plus, he loves school and needs the outlet to get rid of his energy. I started the school shopping today, which felt really good.
So onto my new life in a new city and actually having friends and family around.

I've Done My Time

Today is my last full day in El Paso. I am always excited to move no matter where we are living at the time, but this time it is at a whole new level. Even when I am excited to move I am usually a little sad to be leaving something behind, whether it be friends or memories. I just don't have that here. I haven't attached to anything here. I really feel like I have been in a kind of prison over the past year. I know that sounds horrible, but that is really how I feel. I have found no redeeming qualities to this city at all. The school system is horrible, the people are rude and not very welcoming (and have NO meaning of personal space which drives me insane), not to mention you really do feel like you are in a whole other country since I am pretty sure that English is not most peoples first language. We just didn't bond. Maybe if I would have had a house that I liked...nope not that. I have cursed these "school" tile floors more times then you could even imagine. I am just ready to break free. I will be saying Adios to El Paso as my plane takes off in the morning and not looking back.

Now of course I am VERY excited to be moving to the DC area. I am not only excited to be moving the a city that has nice stuff and a ton of stuff to do, but more then that I can't wait to be near my friends and family. I love the fact that I am not even there yet and I already have things planned. It will be so great for the kids to have their friends back and to be near their cousins. This is such a great move for us and I am going to be baking LOTS of stuff for all the people who made it possible for us to leave El Paso a year early. I hope they like sweets:)

So ADIOS El Paso! I would say it has been nice knowing you, but it hasn't!

Yes, that is me in jeans I haven't worn in two years!

I have lost 15 pounds and counting! I have decided that there really isn't a better feeling then putting on a pair of pants that you couldn't even button a couple of months ago. My mother in law asked if I was going to buy new clothes. Not yet, right now I am enjoying the ones that used to fit me.

I would like to say that I have been so good and have exercised it all off, but I haven't. My wonderful broken toe has put a hold on cardio. I have just been dieting. Now I would LOVE a big juicy cheeseburger and some fries, but I just keep on telling myself that the numbers on the scale taste much better. I still want to lose about 10 more pounds, but that really isn't that many anymore. I can do that. I just feel so good right now that I don't want to stop. I think that once you get over the first few pounds and really start to notice a difference it is easier to continue.

Now I just have to make myself exercise (once my toe feels better....it still hurts) to tone up my new smaller body. That is the hard part, since that is the part I HATE!

No! I am not ready for this yet!

My daughter is convinced she wants to potty train. Here is the problem

1. She is not even 2!

2. I AM NOT READY!!!!

Potty training is a lot of work and messy work at that. I don't like the messy part at all. My son caught on to this the first time he pooped in underwear and never did it again. It is just gross and luckily he realized that quickly.

My daughter has been pulling me into the bathroom for the past few days to "pee pee". She really does go and is so proud of herself, but I am just not ready for this step yet. Diapers are easy. Yes, you heard me right...easy. I hate it when you are in the middle of a meal in a restaurant and you get to hear to six little words, "Mommy, I have to go potty." When they are first training you can't tell them to hold it either. It is go or deal with the messy consequence. There is a reason that my son wore a pull up for all outings for the first couple months after he potty trained. I don't like to clean up messes!!

I don't know where this sudden eagerness of hers to use the potty is coming from. I am not encouraging it by any means. Yes, I praise her after she goes, but I am not asking her if she has to go. My husband thinks this is absolutely wonderful and that she will be potty trained before she is 2...yeah...I don't think so. It would be great if he was the one home all the time with the kids, but it is me who deals with the brunt of all things kid. He really thinks that he had something to do with our son potty training...right. He was working late at the library on his MBA!!! Nothing wrong with that, but I do deserve the credit on that one and am not willing to share. He did his job and I did mine.

potty break....

Back from the baby going "pee pee". This is really getting old!!!

Maybe I should just rejoice that she has an interest, but I really don't mind another year of diapers. Trust me there are worse things. Like...wet clothes in the middle of a restaurant. Just saying.

I just don't feel sorry for you!!

I have been reading all of the "gossip" on TMZ about the Mel Gibson and his baby mama Oksana's drama. I wish I could feel sorry for this woman, but I don't! If you are the woman who broke up a marriage you don't get any sympathy from me. Did she really think that he was going to be this upstanding father after he cheated on his wife with her? Boo hoo he isn't paying enough child support. She should have kept her pants on in the first place. The only one I really feel sorry for in this situation is the baby. Poor thing has a duds for parents. It doesn't have a chance!

Yeah...I am still here.

So I have been slacking. I just haven't had much to say lately. To say my life has been boring might be an understatement. Now that it is summer and I don't have to get John off to school in the morning I am finding it REALLY hard to get motivated. I am doing stuff around the house to get ready for the upcoming move (three weeks from tomorrow I am out of here), but other then that not much is going on. The kids are going out of their mind being cooped up in the house, but it is TOO hot here to do anything outside. I am pretty sure we haven't had too many days below 100 degrees this month. Our backyard is just crunchy and not very inviting. The wind blew the kids pool into the neighbors fence and impaled the thing. John is very distressed about this event. He keeps on telling me that we need to go and buy a new one, but I just don't see the point of buying a new kids pool before we move.

I did get rid of some junk at a yard sale only to realize that I still have too much stuff that I didn't sale. Luckily it looks like Fort Belvoir will be having a post wide yard sale a couple of weeks after we get there. I always find it easier to put stuff aside after a move.

I broke my toe last weekend, or I should say my daughter broke my toe. I don't recommend keeping hand weights within reach of toddlers. They really hurt when they are dropped on a toe. It was my first broken bone. I will always be able to tell her about when she broke mommy's toe.

My sweet husband is coming home early. He gets home on Wednesday and I cannot wait. I haven't told the kids yet. I am just going to surprise them at the airport. John is going to be SO excited to see Daddy. Poor Daddy is not going to be as excited when he realizes that all we are doing over the July 4 weekend is move prep. I am determined to be organized this move. After moving every year to year and a half the past few years things have just gotten thrown into random boxes to never be seen again.

We will officially have two house by the end of next week. I am so relieved that we already have an address in VA, but at the same time it is irritating that we are paying for a house for a full month and won't be living in the place. But this is the price to secure it for us and so that our stuff won't have to go into storage. We have never done a point to point move. I am hopeful that less stuff will break this move. The past move was ridiculous with all of the broken items, but our stuff was in storage for six months. This time it will be put on a truck and taken off that same truck and put into our house.

So to keep in line with my boring, unmotivated life right now I think the kids and I will spend the day in our pj's. We haven't done this for a couple of weeks and I just don't feel like going anywhere today. Hopefully the kids won't drive me insane today!

Wine Rack

I was innocently searching for wine racks on Amazon.com this afternoon and I came upon a contraption called "The Wine Rack". It is a sports bra that has a "belly" (like a camelback) that is inside the bra with a straw attached. I cannot make these things up! I tried to copy to this post, but no luck. This will teach me to search for wine racks. The funny thing is that when I was trying to find a picture to post here I looked it up on other websites and there are actually reviews on this device. One review said that the bra was very comfortable, but was afraid the straw would drip on the carpet and she didn't want to leave stains on her friends carpets. This just strikes me as funny. Are people really walking around with this thing on??? Maybe I should pick me one up for my next wild party (because you know I frequent wild parties). They have them in small and medium. It is so nice they are accommodating to larger breasted women. They have thought of everything. They also have a beer belly that attached to a the belly with a straw. I am sure this is very popular on college campuses.

So the next time you want some wine and are feeling lazy and don't want to carry around a glass just pop onto Amazon and pick yourself up a wine rack to wear. Your significant other will LOVE you!

This Just SUCKS!

So on this Memorial Day I got to take my sweet husband to the airport so that he could deploy to Afghanistan. This is the third time I have had to do this in the past year. I am over it!! The worst part of a deployment is the goodbye. Everything else is fairly easy once you get over the initial goodbye. Even though I know he is only going for 45 days this time it still sucks! One day in that place is too long for anyone. I support what my husband is doing 100 percent and I am SO proud of him. He truly is my hero. I LOVE being an Army wife, but sometimes the things that come along with the job just suck. There is no other way to say it. At least I know that at the end of this deployment I get to move. I have SO much to do between now and then that I should stay pretty busy. As I say that this sucks I still know that I have it so much better then the families whose soldiers deploy for a year or more. I have been there and that truly is one of the worst feelings to come home after that goodbye. That first morning that you wake up alone and realize that you still have a whole year ahead of you seems so daunting.
So, on this Memorial Day I remember all of those soldiers who have given their lives for the freedom of our country. I also remember all of the soldiers who are fighting for this freedom right now. They are true heroes and deserve so much more then they sometimes get. I am proud to call one of these heroes my husband.

Yeah for Moving!

I bought my plane tickets today. This is the first official step to getting out of El Paso! I have also started to collect auto shipping quotes (I refuse to drive halfway across this country with two kids). I cannot believe that we are actually moving in less then two months! I am SO excited and yet a little nervous. The kids and myself are actually leaving before the movers get here, so I am leaving my house intact and then...poof my stuff will appear in Virginia. A little nervous about this, but it should workout. I have so much to do between now and then. So many closets to go through and drawers to clean out. I learned my lesson when we moved from Fort Benning to California, when I did NO prep at all. It was such a pain unpacking since everything was just thrown into boxes. I am now armed with ziplock bags and space bags to make this move seamless. That is my goal, to make it very easy to unpack everything into the new house. I figure that by the time that we make our last move I will have a degree in moving.

Oh, working out...yeah...not so much for the past week. My goal is to start again next week. Less distractions.

I don't have two left feet I have ten!

So this morning I thought that I would switch up the workout routine and try something different. So I went onto exercise TV and found disco abs in the 30 minute workout category. What the heck, it sounded like fun. Cheryl from Dancing With the Stars was the leader and she makes is looks easy enough. Yeah right! It wasn't hard cardio wise (or maybe I really have reaped some benefits from Jillian Michaels), but I am VERY uncoordinated and this workout really brought that point home. So there I was literally stumbling over my own two feet. There is a reason I am not a dancer...I can't dance!!! I am glad that nobody except my sweet 20 month old daughter was here to see me make a fool of myself. My daughter loved it of course. She thought it was great. She was trying to dance too, which was pretty funny (although I am pretty sure she was better then me).

I think I will stick to the basics from now on. It was fun and went by fast, but I am not coordinated enough to do "dance" workouts. So tomorrow it is back to walking pushups, squats and lunges.

Oh, I have lost NO weight now (I gained back what I lost, thanks to my dear husband who likes to eat), but I think that the cellulite on my legs looks better. I am not going to let myself get discouraged, I am doing this for my health, right? I am thinking about trying Alli. My thinking is that if I am on a drug that causes nasty side effects when I eat bad then I won't cheat. We will see.

Arizona's Immigration Law

I was just reading an article about a high school girl's basketball team that was supposed to go to Arizona to play in a tournament and the school has decided that they cannot go because of Arizona's new immigration law. Apparently the school has decided that they need to make sure that all of it's students would be safe and they cannot guarantee that the girls would be safe in Arizona. Seriously??? I am pretty sure that the chances of there being an illegal alien on a basketball team from the midwest are slim to none. This is getting ridiculous! I think that all of the people who are refusing to visit Arizona are stupid. What good does this really do, other then hurt the people of Arizona.

The law was passed for a reason. I live in a border town and I do not believe it is racial profiling to check ones immigration status. Heck if you really want to profile you could profile me here since I am much more of a minority. My real question is since when is it NOT illegal to be an "illegal alien"? Heck, the term itself says illegal. There are too many repeat crimes committed by illegal residents that could have been avoided if the persons immigration status would have been checked the first time they were arrested. Do they really think that police officers are going to just start randomly pulling people over to check their immigration status? I am pretty sure that they just might have better things to do with their time. If they do pull some one over that is committing a crime or offense I see no problem with them checking to see if they person is in this country legally. I guess I always assumed they did this anyways. Everyone says that if the person left the house without their documents they are out of luck and would be arrested. My whole thing is that if you can manage to leave your house with your drivers license every time you get behind the wheel, why can't you make sure you have your immigration papers in your wallet? Why not make it mandatory for states to put ones immigration status on a drivers license?

Yes, I know that I sound like a heartless person with my views on this topic, but I truly don't see a problem with this law. If I was in another country I would be expected to show that I am in that country legally and I would have no problem with it at all! Why does it have to be such a big deal here? I love my country and I respect the people who immigrate here legally. This country was built by immigrants. But, they did it legally (most) and did not hide in trucks or sneak across the border into the desert. I know that life is not perfect in Mexico and other countries. Everyday I here about multiple murders right across the border from me in Juarez, but this is still no reason to break another countries laws. There are legal routes to take and though they make take time at least they could live here without the fear of deportation after the process is over with.

I think our country is in dire need of immigration reform and I think that those people who do not live in a border state do not quite understand. Instead of boycotting a state and hurting it's residents why not contact your senator or congressman with your concerns. I know that this won't do that much, but it is much better then boycotting the grand canyon (yeah, that one makes a lot of sense). Boycotting Arizona is not going to help Arizona's immigration problems. Refusing to let high school girls play in a tournament that they had raised money for and have been looking forward to this year is not the answer. I am sure that there are problems to this law and it may be abused by a few, but I don't think it is a bad thing. We need to have secure borders and I don't blame the state of Arizona for taking matters into it's own hands since the federal government has had better things to reform such as healthcare.

Not Much

I don't really have that much today. It is a pretty lazy day around the Copeland household. Laundry is the big highlight of my day. Showering has been put on the back burner until tonight. This morning I told myself that I would take the day off from working out, but I did it anyways this afternoon. I have to say that I am so proud of myself. I haven't stuck to working out since we were at Fort Benning a couple of years ago. I have to admit that I actually feel better afterwards. Boy, that is something I NEVER thought I would say. Plus, I may not look thinner, but I feel thinner after I workout and that is enough to keep me going.

Mother's Day was WONDERFUL. I slept in and then had a wonderful brunch. I found my new sunglasses after dragging my family through the mall. I was determined to find new Coach ones and after searching all over the mall Dillards was the lucky store. I ended up with aviator style glasses. I am not sure they are really me, but they are the ones my hubby liked the best. I think they are just different from what I am used to wearing and I am sure they will grow on me. It was a great day and I have decided that there should be a Mother's Day once a month:)

So I have 47 more days to go of "shredding" and the scale went up 2 pounds this morning! Two pounds people, this is just wrong. Yeah, yeah I know that muscle weighs more then fat, but I don't like it one bit. Hopefully it was just from my indulgence at the Mother's Day buffet yesterday. I wasn't that bad though. I only had one slice of cheesecake!!!! Today is a new day and hopefully the scale will be back down tomorrow.

Mother's Day

I love Mother's Day! It is the one day out of the year that I don't feel the least bit guilty about sleeping in and letting my husband get up with the kids. So tomorrow I plan on sleeping in until at least 8:30 (isn't it sad that this is considered sleeping in now). I am going to take a LONG shower (actually shave all of my legs...once you have kids you will know that this is a luxury) and dry my hair nicely (which means I will use a round brush and not just pull it into a half wet ponytail so that I can expedite the process). My husband is taking me to the Mother's Day brunch at the used to be officer's club on post. I love brunches. I love the fact that I can eat breakfast and lunch all in the same meal. Plus, I am going to splurge and have dessert, since I have haven't had anything sweet in two weeks (I was SO good and did not have cake the other night). Then we are going to go and get me a new pair of sunglasses to replace my beloved Coach ones (which I LOVE and hate that they are scratched to oblivion). I was never an expensive sunglasses person until I bought my Coach ones and now I don't think I can go back to cheap ones. It is kind of like purses, once you start buying nice expensive ones it is REALLY hard to get cheaper ones. Luckily I have had the sunglasses for three years so we have gotten our monies worth out of them, the purses just may be a different story (Oh, did I mention I got a new Coach bag as my Mother's Day gift?).

I have SUCH a sweet husband and am SO lucky to have him in my life. I know that tomorrow is going to be a great day especially since he doesn't have any buddies around here to go to a bar with on Mother's Day (yes, it really did happen a couple of years ago and I may never let him live that one down). So, happy Mother's Day to all of the current and future moms out there.


Workout...

I am still going! I have done 2 days of level 2 and Jillian Michaels is not kidding when she says she wants you to feel like you are going to die. I really do during the workout. I don't know if I really see the results yet, but my husband (who was gone all this past week) says that he can tell that my stomach is flatter and that my face is thinner. That is encouraging. I am down about 5-6 pounds on the scale. I am proud of myself that I have kept this up. I only have 49 more days to go!

Cake

I want cake! I want chocolate cake with decadent cream cheese frosting and not a little tiny sliver either. I want the whole honking thing. I HATE trying to eat good. I am so close to breaking tonight. Heck, today was going to be my rest day from working out and I made myself workout earlier with hopes it would curb my temptation to eat something sinful tonight. No such luck. I haven't been denying myself completely everyday. I make sure I eat a good lunch and then I am not as hungry for dinner. It has been working up until tonight. I REALLY want something sinful (like I said cake). The problem lies in that if I bake this cake (which I would have to do since I don't normally keep chocolate cake on hand) I am the ONLY one in the house who will eat the thing. Which means I will eat the whole darn thing, because I have NO will power. I LOVE cake. It is SO good. Birthday cake, pound cake, crumb cake...you name it and I love it (as long as it isn't lemon, coconut or have nuts). So, I am hoping that maybe just maybe I will be able to resist and not bake the stupid thing. Maybe I will indulge in a Skinny Cow cone (not quite the same though). I keep on trying to tell myself that a size 6 would be SO much better then cake. Right??? Lately, I would have agreed but tonight I am not sure.

Workout...

I have kept it up. I finished day 9 today (even though I was going to rest). I think am going to venture into level 2 tomorrow. I am a little scared of going up a level. I am getting good at level 1, but I am afraid that if I don't go up I won't see any results. So 51 more days to go and hopefully I won't ruin today with cake:)

Look What I Can Do!!

I did push-ups today! REAL push-ups (okay, I did the girl version, but they still count), five to be exact, in a row. I have NEVER been able to do push-ups. I am so proud of myself. This is such great motivation for me to keep up with my workouts. I am beginning to LOVE Jillian Michaels. I have also lost 4 pounds! I am hoping that I might see some toning by the end of this week. Maybe a leaner body really can be a reality this summer. I don't foresee myself being a size 6, but I would take a good toned 8. So I think my goal for the end of this week will be to do 10 push-ups. I think I will seriously jump for joy if this happens. I have NEVER had upper body strength, even when I was thin.

I think I am going to try to throw some yoga into the mix this week too. I miss yoga. I used to do it twice a week when we lived at Fort Benning and I was SO much more relaxed when I went and MUCH more flexible (things that my hubby appreciated:). So onwards into week 2 and going strong!!!!

There's Crying In Baseball

So I froze my ass off this morning at my son's first tball game only to watch him NOT play and sit in the dugout crying because he was cold! Did he think that everyone else on the team was not cold? I am pretty sure that he is not going to have a very fun day today after this little stunt. I cannot believe he did this. It was so embarrassing. I am not a sports freak by any means and I am not one of those parents who expects her kid to do amazing, but I do expect him to play. I am not going to freeze my ass off to watch him cry like a baby. I am so frustrated by the whole thing. Do I just pull him from the team or make him play the next time? How do you make a kid play though? I eventually left the game a little early with my daughter because I was not going to sit there and watch him cry any longer, my husband can do that.

Moving gives me a headache!

I am so excited about moving out of El Paso, but ever since we have gotten our orders I have had a headache. We are trying to get our dates together for the movers to come and pack up the house and for the kids and myself to fly to Georgia, which also means we need a date to ship my car. Dates...I am tired of them. I just want it to be done. But, I think we almost have it down. Now on to trying to get everything in the house prepped for movers. It is such a weird feeling to have strangers come into your house and just start packing all of your crap while you just sit on the couch. Let me tell you there is nothing quite like having strange men pack your underwear drawer. I have learned to put them all in a zip lock bag, but it is still awkward. I am pretty sure though that the kids and myself are going to leave town before the movers come. So, poor Doug has to deal with them all on his own. Which leads to more stress for me. Yes, my husband is anal, but it will be weird to leave before everything is packed and I am not sure he is going to notice some of the same things I would notice. Then I just keep on thinking how much I hate to unpack and put things away. You would think I would be a pro at this by now, but I HATE it!!!! Hopefully we will have a bigger house this time and it won't be such a chore to find a place for everything. We will see, for now I will continue taking my advil for my headaches and hope they get better.


Workout...

I have done the workout everyday this week except on Monday when I couldn't move. I am SO proud of myself and I have to admit it is getting easier. Maybe I will venture into level 2 next week. I have lost 2 pounds this week (YAY!!!). So, 5 days and 2 pounds down and 55 days and 18 pounds more to go!!! I can do this!

Nothing much...

I don't have much today, since I am doing laundry and waiting for the maintenance man to come (I have an all afternoon appointment). I did do my workout, 57 more days to go. It is getting easier and I can move today and it is not painful. I was actually looking forward to working out today. That has never happened before! Maybe this is really what I needed.

So I am going to back to laundry (flah) and maybe sit and listen to the wind howl outside (which should be minor compared to the lovely 80 mph winds we are going to have tomorrow). Hopefully the maintenance guy will come before 5 pm, but I am not going to get my hopes up on that one.

Doing a happy dance!

My husband finally got what I have been longing for since we moved to this hell hole...orders to somewhere else! I am so happy I can barely contain myself. Not only will I be getting out of border town USA, but I am going to be close to friends and family! Plus, as a bonus we are heading back east! I have decided that I am not meant for desert living. Whereas my husband LOVES the mountains, me not so much. Rattlesnake breeding grounds are what they are, nothing more. I cannot wait to live somewhere with trees. I miss trees. I know that come fall when I am raking leaves I will be cursing them, but when you don't have any you really miss them. No more fighting with cars that have Mexican license plates that drive like they are still in Mexico and no more schools where English is the second language. So come July I am popping smoke and I am out of here!!!

Workout update...

I didn't do day two yesterday. As the day progressed so did my soreness. By the end of the day I had to pull myself up from the sitting position and hold on to something to sit down. I did do the workout today though and although my muscles still ache I have to say they actually feel better after I worked out. Go figure! So I am two days down and 58 more to go!

Shoot me!!

Oh my God!!! I can barely sit down without crying. My thighs hurt SO bad!! With that being said I must say that the Jillian Michaels DVD is great and it really was a good, quick workout. So I have to tell the truth and say that I just started it yesterday instead of Saturday. But, in my defense my sweet husband feel asleep at 7:30 and didn't hold up his end of the bargain. So we started yesterday instead.

Here is what I think so far...

If, I can keep this up for two months I have to be thinner and more toned. There is no way I cannot be, right?? This along with a low calorie diet should do the trick. I hate low calorie diets!!

I liked the fact that it is only a 20 minuted workout that is done in circuits so it goes by fast. Which is good for me since I get bored with exercise easily.

I need to do it again today, but am not sure I can. I can barely bend over let alone do lunges! Doug said to truck on and just do it. That is easy for him to say, he doesn't feel like he was thrown against a wall. I know that the more I do it the easier it gets and the less my muscles will ache (ache is an understatement here). So I may try today. I may just do some, that way I will feel good about the fact that I just kept on with it.

I am going to blog about this daily. Not as long as this one, but maybe just a couple of sentences. I figure that if I have others who know I am going to do this I am more likely to stick to it.

So, one day down and 59 more to go!!!

Goodbye Flabby Ass!!!!!

So I purchased Jillian Michaels 30 day Shred today while at Costco. My sweet hubby said he will do it with me (as long as he is at home). He has been trying to get me to cave into getting P90X, but I just don't think that I can workout for 90 minutes! I HATE to exercise and that might be putting it lightly. I think I can do 20 minutes though and the reviews I read about the Jillian Michaels DVD are really good and I liked that people said they actually saw results after 2 weeks! That is what I need, I am impatient. This is why I never stick to anything. I want to see results fast. I want to lose weight, but not feel like I am only seeing a pound every two weeks. That is not for me. I am pretty sure that with my hubbies encouragement I can do this. It is one thing to say to yourself that you are going to get off of your fat lazy ass and workout (me lately) and another when your hubby is saying lets workout. Plus, he is so darn cute that it is hard to turn him down (well at least turn him down to somethings). He still is gung ho on doing the P90X thing and I will support him, but I know for a fact that I am not going to stick to that at all. Not going to happen!

So tonight before dinner (we are having steak fajitas and I am only going to have 1) we are going to do our first Jillian Michaels workout and I am pretty sure that I am going to be whining through the whole thing, but I am going to do it and stick to it. He may call me a pussy and I will agree with him, but I will trek on and conquer this flabby ass of mine. Size 6 here I come!!!!!

I think I know the first thing he should do with his winnings!

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I saw this article a little while ago on Foxnews.com and found it kind of amusing. I think it is great that this guy who was down on his luck won the lottery, but I think it is hilarious that he is not sure if he is going to keep his job a the convenience store. Seriously?? If I won 200 million in the lottery and worked a minimum wage job you better believe that I would have no trouble deciding whether or not I was keeping my job! I would be out of there in the a flash. But, the first thing this man should do is see a really good dentist! Meaning...GET SOME NEW TEETH! Well, just get some teeth in general. Not even just new ones! I am sure his girlfriend will be very appreciative of him getting some front teeth. Although you never know, she might need some teeth too. Maybe the dentist could do a package deal.

I hope that this money brings this guy happiness and new teeth. This makes me want to play the lottery, but you know it is just a better story for the front page when the toothless guy who has $28 in his bank account wins. He needs the money much more the me.

Cleaning

I spent most of my day staring at a pile of clothes that needed to be folded. I was hoping that they might fold themselves, but that never happened. I also put off unloading the dishwasher and reloading it for that matter until a little while ago. The root of the problem is that I HATE cleaning!! I have a true dislike for the act. I do it, don't get me wrong, but I am NOT one of those people whose house you can stop by unannounced because it is always perfect. I would be mortified if someone was to stop by without calling first (especially on a Monday)! My house is not filthy, but it is not neat. I don't make beds everyday. What is the purpose? You are just going to get right back into them later on that night and mess them up again. This drives my husband insane. He loves a nice fresh bed. Too bad for him:) I will usually clean my kitchen once a day ( I really don't like dishes in the sink when I wake up) and will try to put the dirty clothes in the laundry room, but that is about where it ends. I don't vacuum and dust daily and I just don't stress over it. Life goes on and I will get to it eventually.

What I don't understand are people who claim that they like to clean. Really??? Do they really like to clean?? I get the whole liking a clean house. So do I, but it is a LOT of work. Do they really enjoy the act of dusting and mopping? Do they enjoy scrubbing bathrooms (which by the way is my least favorite chore)?? I guess to each his own, but really!!! If they truly love cleaning that much they are more then welcome to come and get their kicks at my place. I will volunteer my house for their happiness.

So as I ponder this the clothes are still sitting on the loveseat waiting to be folded and more are in the dryer waiting to be piled on top of the other ones. Maybe I will get to them tomorrow. As for now they are not going anywhere.

My husband only wishes this would happen!

I saw this on Foxnews.com and thought it was too funny. My husband would be in hog heaven if this happened to me.


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Nothing....

I have nothing today. I am unmotivated and tired. I am trying to convince myself to get off of the couch and go to the grocery store once Mary Cate wakes up from her nap. So far the couch is winning. Tomorrow is clean the house day, so I would rather not do it today. So until then I will continue to look at all of my crap and hope that I will have more energy in the morning (yeah right since I am NOT a morning person). I am going to go for some yummy mexican food in New Mexico tonight though. So much for the diet:) So here is to hoping that some enchiladas and a margarita will give me some energy to deal with the kids and clean the house tomorrow since my hubby will be working on his concealed carry license.

Everything Must Go!

I have started what I usually refer to as the premove purge. We are moving in July (again) and I am ready to purge my house of everything. We didn't get to do this when we moved from California because of the whole 6 month limbo with the kids and me at my parents house while Doug went to various schooling. So things have gotten out of control. Our garage is literally overflowing with crap that we have collected over the past few years. Much of which can probably just be thrown away, but I am pretty sure that the "locals" here like to buy anything and everything at yard sales. So, I am just going to put everything out and what doesn't get sold is going to get donated. I just can't take it anymore. We have been piling up stuff since we moved here for a yard sale, but I am now taking it to a new extreme. I went through a closet yesterday and decided that if I haven't used it or the kids have not played with it since we have been here we don't need it. The kids may have some issues when they see all of the toys I am putting up for sale, but they will get over it. I mean the sit-n-spin looks great, but it just takes up room and even though Mary Cate loves the wagon it too just takes up space for the amount that it gets used. Gone too will be the train table (and trains), the Leap Frog table, two tricycles (Mary Cate will want a pink one anyways not a Harley Davidson or a Cars movie one), the Elmo tool bench and over things that have yet to be named. My kids have TOO much and it is time to thin things out. I don't want my new house to be overflowing with toys!
The hardest thing will be to have Doug put some stuff out. The boy gets very attached to things and does not like to let go. He even has clothes from high school that I keep on wondering why they are in our closet. I usually go through my clothes at the beginning of each season and if I did not wear it the last time it gets donated. Doug not so much. He is just going to have to get over it. When I was going through the coat closet yesterday I counted 12...count them 12 coats of his!!! Why does one person need 12 coats??? The funniest thing is that so many of them looked alike! Sometimes I just don't understand my sweet husband...it is a good thing he is so darn cute:)
Hopefully I will make a little bit of money off of this purge that will help to offset me shipping my car instead of driving it all the way to Virginia. In the end though I will just be happy that my garage and house will be emptier and I will have less to unpack in July.

Poor Doug

Have you ever had one of those dreams that seems so real that it is hard to detach yourself from it when you wake up??? I had one of those right before I woke up this morning (to a child throwing up) and it is not boding to well for my poor husband. I dreamed that he had an affair with a Japanese exchange student right under my nose at my mother's house. Of course I know he would not do this (he better not or he will be without a certain appendage), but I was SO upset in the dream that it carried over to reality and I just told him that I cannot believe he would do that to me. He of course proceeded to laugh and told me that it sounded like a great idea and wanted to know when I was going to get the Japanese exchange student. This did not help his situation. I know he was only joking, but I was still worked up over this stupid dream. Maybe this all stems from my insecurity about my body lately and maybe it will give me more motivation to stick with my diet. Luckily for him he is working today and I will be over it by the time he gets home!

The Dishwasher

I know that I was complaining about my husband yesterday, but I just have to do it once more. Why is it that men can not grasp the concept of how to load a dishwasher?? This has baffled me for years and when I just opened up the dishwasher from last night I was even more baffled. I think it is a pretty basic concept. You load the large dishes from back to front and then put things in descending order of size (dish wise). Pots and pans usually go in the large slot in the back and cups on top. He had put the large dishes in the center of the dishwasher with one randomly placed in at a very odd angle and then had the small plastic kids plates in large area in the back. Then he had put a couple of the smaller dishes on the top rack. I just don't get it!! Then he apparently didn't have enough room in the dishwasher so he just piled the rest of the dishes in the sink!! I could have easily fit everything in there and if I was not able to do this I would have hand washed the items that would not fit. I know that I should be happy that he did the dishes (well kind of since there were still dishes in the sink), but if you are going to do it, do it right! I have tried many times to show him how to size everything and to load it correctly, but it doesn't seem to stick.

The other thing is that when he unloads the dishwasher (which I have to say VERY rare) he does it in the strangest manner. He takes everything out of the dishwasher and places it on the counter right over the dishwasher. Then he proceeds to put everything away. Oh and did I mention that instead of placing the silverware basket on the counter, he just pours it all out on the counter! I don't say anything because I am thankful that I am not doing it, but it just seems like he is doubling his work.

Maybe they need to have "husband 101" courses before they are allowed to get married. Things such as, "How to clean a kitchen" and "How to do laundry". It has always baffled me that the man can lead over a hundred men into combat and not get a single one killed and yet he can't figure out how to load the dishwasher. Oh well, for now I will just be thankful that he is helping out.

Mornings, I don't like them!

So there I was lying in bed this morning trying to get a last few minutes of sleep in and my husband thought he was being nice by leaving the door to the bathroom open. Apparently he thought he was helping me wake up gradually. I have NO desire to hear the water running (constantly) while he is getting dressed. It is just ANNOYING!! Then he comes over to the bed and starts to fan me with the pillow and then starts saying, "rabbit, rabbit, it is time to get up." I did not want to get up at 6:30 am!!!! I didn't have to be awake until 7 am to get the kids fed and John off to school in time. He knows this, but seems to forget rather frequently. I am NOT a morning person. I am NOT pleasant in the mornings. I need at least an hour to wake up and be nice. I have told him before to not get his feelings hurt by what I say in the morning if he bothers me, but he still does. I love to sleep and I HATE waking up early. This whole 7 am bit to get John to school by 7:55 is pushing it for me. I love weekends when I pretty much just ignore Mary Cate talking in her crib so that Doug has to get up and get her, then I sleep for another hour. Even then I still need time to wake up, which I usually do just lying in bed before I emerge to the land of the living. Maybe someday he will get the clue that I don't want to be woken up by anything other then an alarm clock. Until then he will just continue to get his feelings hurt.

It starts tomorrow!

I am tired of looking at pictures of myself and not liking what I see!! As of tomorrow I am going to start dieting and exercising and this time I am sticking to it. I know that I have said it before and very quickly got off the bandwagon, but this time I mean it. I think I may try the whole Special K thing again to get the initial pounds off and then go on a more traditional restricted diet. My goal is to be 30 pounds less by the end of the summer. It is doable, right??? Once upon a time I was able to eat whatever I wanted and never exercise and still be thin. Not so much anymore. What I would give to be the weight I was my senior year of high school (I thought I needed to lose weight then. Yes, I would like to go back and slap my young self). I can do this. Now all I have to do is convince my husband that we don't need to eat burgers, mexican, and steak all the time. I bet you can't guess where all of the excess weight came from. I can't even blame my current weight on having a baby since she is now 19 months old. So it is up to me and me alone. I am going to get on my elliptical every night for no less then 30 minutes and then do a round on the Wii active. I may want to throw all Special K cereal out of my house in two weeks, but I am going to be 6 pounds thinner (or so they say on the box). No more chocolate (maybe a skinny cow every now and then) and no more fried foods (since I tried that at Lent and gave in I am going to give it another go). Tomorrow is another day, as for today I am having pot roast and homemade bread (at least it is whole wheat).

What has happened to my reality tv???

I am terribly disappointed in my reality TV lately!!! I love American Idol and Dancing with the Stars, but I am just annoyed with them. I was watching American Idol last night on my DVR (because unfortunately for American Idol I love Lost more and they overlap on Tuesdays) and I just don't like these contestants this season. They SUCK!!! There is not a single one whose album I would even consider buying. I am sad to admit that my loyalty is withering. As for DWTS I just can't get over how horrendous Kate Gosselin looks! Her dancing is horrible, but whoever is doing her makeup and hair needs to be fired. She looks like a clown and a scary one at that!!! I know that she is bringing in the viewers, but I kind of feel sorry for her because she will look back at the videos and wonder why the hell she was on this show. I am neutral on the whole Kate lover or hater argument. I don't think she is a horrible mother for being on the show (other mothers have done the show and have not received the scrutiny that Kate is getting), but I am pretty sure she should have been voted off by now. Once she goes I may be able to watch again. As for now, I am regretfully putting DWTS on hold. I think it is time to put all reality TV on the back burner and turn my attention other places. Next week some of my favorites return and as for Tuesday nights don't even bother calling. Between Lost and Glee I may not come up for air. Oh and The Tudors is coming back on Sunday and I LOVE me some Henry VIII or at least the Jonathan Rhys Meyers version (yes, I know it is not historically correct, but I am obsessed!!). Army Wives is coming back too and I love to watch this show for the simple reason it is so NOT like the real Army!!!! So I will set my DVR and hopefully have some peace and quiet next week to sink into the couch and enjoy my favorites and ignore my old favorites (so sad).

Tipping...

Okay mister commissary bagger was my 4 dollar tip not enough??? I usually go by the .25 a bag rule when I tip the baggers at the commissary (military grocery store). Today I tipped the guy 4 dollars and he just got this disgusted look on his face and walked away! Seriously??? I thought it was a really good tip. I try to tip good knowing that they only work for tips, but geez could you be a little gracious!! It just really annoyed me that he was so rude. Have people become so greedy that they expect a good tip no matter what??? If I get this guy again I may just give him a dollar and let him be on his merry way.

ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Have you ever just had one of those days??? Today was one of them. Of course I had to go and get my car registered. Sounds easy enough, right?? I looked online and made sure that I had all of the required paperwork and went on my merry way around 8:45 this morning. Around 3 pm I finally got back home. I waited in line for an hour and a half the first time only to find out that I needed some VIN verification form (which was not mentioned online). By this time it is time for me to pick John up from school. Did I mentioned that I broke down in tears in front of the clerk at the county tax office when he told me I would have to come back and wait in line again! I HATE crying in front of people, but I was done. I know it wasn't his fault, but once the tears started their was no stopping them. It is emotionally trying waiting in line for an hour and a half with a 19 month old. So I picked John up and then went to the Express Lube place to get the inspection/VIN thing done. While I was there I figured that it was time to get my oil changed anyways, so why not just do it there. Express Lube my ass!!! It took them almost 2 hours to finish my my oil change and inspection. Then of course the guy comes in and is saying that my power steering fluid was low and that my fuel filter was horrible, so $130 and 2 hours later I walked out of "Express" Lube. Oh, did I mention that fact that it was FILTHY in the waiting room and my dear sweet 19 month old decides that this is a fabulous time to lay on the floor and there was this really annoying guy who would NOT shut up! I am pretty sure that the stressed out look on my face did not say, "Please engage me in conversation." So, back to the tax office and another hour in line, now with 2 kids. When I finally get up there the lady asks if I brought the original sales receipt for my car to show the taxes that were paid, or they would have to charge me taxes on the value of my car. So, back out to my car to look for the receipt, which is not there (hello, the car is 6 years old). I go back inside and explain to the lady I don't have it, but we bought the car in Texas so I don't understand why I have to pay taxes on it again. Oh, now she is all of a sudden able to look it up on her computer. You would think she might have asked me where we originally purchased it at before I went outside to look for the receipt. In the end I got my new plates, but lost ALL sanity for the day. My poor husband when he gets home. I am pretty sure I am going to give him the kids and lock myself in our room. I am DONE!!!

Skinny jeans and such...

I am definitely not a fashion expert by a long shot but here are a couple of thoughts that were spurred after seeing a teenager on his way to school this morning.

1. Skinny jeans on teenage boys!! Why if you are of the male species would you wear skinny jeans? They take away all masculinity you may have had to begin with, and I am pretty sure this is something that most straight teenage boys strive to achieve. If you are straight and male you have no business wearing skinny jeans. They make you look like a GIRL!!!!!!

2. Why do some women feel the need to wear pants with words written across their ass!! I don't want to have the word Juicy or anything else written on my ass. Even when I was a size 4 I did everything in my power to make my ass look smaller. Someone really needs to tell them that if they are out in public that these words do nothing for their ass except make it look larger. Maybe I should develop my own line of workout pants with words like huge and flabby on them. I mean after all if you are going to walk around with words written across your ass you might as well be honest with everyone and yourself!

3. Miniskirts that barely cover your ass! I am pretty sure that some of the skirts I have seen on teenage girls lately leave very little to the imagination. There really isn't much more to say on this topic except for I really hope when my daughter is a teenager rugby shirts and doc martins come back into fashion.

I guess I won't be driving my car tomorrow!!

Well, dummy me waited until the last minute to register her car in Texas. Originally the plan was that we would just do it while we are in San Antonio over the weekend so we could keep both vehicles registered in the same place. Unfortunately I did not take into account that the county offices would be closed in observance of Good Friday. So I figured I would just take it today and get it registered here in El Paso, wrong!!! Apparently the county of El Paso has closed it offices in observance of some Mexican (hello, we live on the US side of the border)!!!!!!!!! So they won't be open until next Monday! I know what I will be doing first thing on Tuesday. I am kicking myself right now. I am just glad that I called before I went up there. Otherwise I would have been really mad at myself. Maybe we can swing it in the morning on Monday before we leave San Antonio. Of course this will require me remembering to bring the documents with me and since I am the lucky one who gets to pack for all except one I doubt that will happen.

It's a Wiggles World

My 18 month old daughter has become a Wiggles groupie. At any given time during the day one TV in our house has to have The Wiggles on or she is throwing a fit. Every time an episode ends (thank goodness for Sprout On Demand) she brings me the remote and says, "more". She does have a preference when it comes to her Wiggles. She does not like the new yellow wiggle Sam. It has to be Greg or she is not happy. Poor thing is going to be heartbroken the day she realizes that Greg is no longer a Wiggle. I would hate to see her face if we took her to a live show and she saw Sam instead of Greg. There would be my little sweet angel throwing a fit because it is the wrong yellow Wiggle.
So I wonder if this is only the beginning of her obsession with music groups. I am sure that in about 10 years she will have a crush on the latest boy band and will be begging me to get tickets to a concert and will have posters of some boy who she is "in love" with on her wall. I am not sure I am going to be the mother who is willing to bend over backwards and spend hundreds of dollars for the latest craze though. I remember when I was 12 and The New Kids on the Block were huge. I begged my mother to take me to a concert and she refused. I am now kind of thankful she refused. Yes, I had every tape of theirs and I read BOP magazine and had a Jordan poster hanging in my room, but at least I was not one of those screaming little girls at the concert. I retained some dignity and life went on even though at that time I was sure it would not if I didn't see them in person. Plus, I really can't blame my mother for not wanting to go and listen to the horrific music. I saw them on one of the morning shows the other year and wondered what it was that I saw in them. The music was horrible and they just look gay. If you still love them and I know there are plenty of women in their 30's who do, I do not judge. We all have our own tastes.
So right now I will continue to walk through my house with The Wiggles songs in my head when I wake up in the morning and go to sleep at night (nothing like a little Quack Quack Cock A Doodle Do to get you going). I will look back at this period and realize that I would rather listen to The Wiggles then the music of some horrible boy band when it is blaring in her room and she is ignoring every word I say. Maybe alternative grunge will come back into fashion when she reaches that faze in her life. One can hope!

Starting Out

So here goes my first blog entry. I have been thinking about starting one for months, but I just haven't found the time or the motivation. So here goes nothing. I cannot guarantee that it won't be terribly boring, but I need a place to vent. Once upon a time my venting place used to be Facebook, but lately it seems like everyone gets their feelings hurt if you say what you are really thinking. If you don't like someones politics or beliefs then get over it. That is the beauty of our country, we can express our beliefs and feelings. It gets ridiculous when people start defriending people because they don't like their political beliefs. I have this theory about politics and most beliefs for that matter. I am not going to try to change your views if you don't try to change mine. I don't hold it against you if you don't agree with me. If you disagree there is always a way to express your viewpoint without getting feelings hurt.
So I guess I should write a little about myself. I am a wife and mommy. I have two of the cutest and sweetest little kids around. A son (5) and a daughter (18 mo.) they keep me VERY busy. I stay at home with them, which usually leads to a slight case of insanity by the end of the day. I am an Army wife, which pretty much means I don't see my husband very much since he travels most of the time. My husband is very sweet and loving, but the complete opposite of me in many respects. I am sure you will get many posts on this topic. There is nothing like being married to an outdoor loving, hunter, fishing type when you don't really like bugs or sweating. It makes for lots of compromising. I have learned many new things in our 11 years of being together, some of which are great and some I prefer to block from my memory (deer hunting). All in all I lead a very blessed life.
Army wife...
I feel like this has come to shape a lot of who I have become in my adult life. It is not that I find my identity through the Army, but instead the experiences that I have had through the Army have made me become stronger. I moved twice when I was young and that was within a 20 minute drive. I never dreamed that I would be moving every couple of years (and this is on the conservative end) and living in places like El Paso, TX or Monterey, CA. I never dreamed that I would essentially be living as a single mother at times. There have been things I love about the military and things that I hate. I love the friendships that we have made along the way. I have met some of the most wonderful people in the military community and feel like we have made friends we will keep for life. I hate not being able to plan things far in advance. We have moved 5 times in the past 5 years!! I would love to know what it feels like to be able to unpack and not have to worry about repacking it the next year or to be able to plan a vacation in advance. Oh well, it is what it is and in the end I would not change it, except for my husband to be home a little more.
Okay, so this first post was about as random as they get, but I promise they won't all be this way. It is hard to get started and figure out what to say. Hopefully I didn't bore you too badly and you will come back again. Oh, and don't expect perfect grammar! I am REALLY bad with commas, so don't judge:)