Wednesday, March 31, 2010
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.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
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!
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!
Monday, March 29, 2010
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:)
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:)
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