Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Marriage advice
So why do all the old married women tell you not to go to bed fighting? Because the guy will be snoozing 2 minutes after hitting the pillow and you will be up all night still furious, hurt, sad, all those crazy emotions and you will get no sleep. You will still be upset in the morning...moreso now because you got absolutly no sleep. He will call you on your way to work, all chipper because he got his 8 hours, and the conflict is miraculously gone...why are men able to do this, but not women...I hate it. Im running on two hours of sleep and a pot of coffee...
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Eff you Barbi!
Mara over at In so many words... has a great idea. There are too many women walking around out there that have absolutly no self esteem for no apparent reason. She is going to start posting a positve comment about herself and about a friend once a week to try to reverse the trend...I am going to follow suit.
I am sexy...not in the catch your eye as Im walking by sexy, but the slow, sneaky, sexy that creeps up and catches hold of you and doesn't let go sexy. My sexiness comes from more than my looks, it comes from my personality, the way I carry myself, yes, my looks, and my intelligence. I have hooked my some pretty attractive men, men that other women didn't think I should be with because they were out of my league, I snicker at these women...they didn't see my sexiness creeping up their shoulders to tap them...they got it later though. I am sexy...
My friend, and sister-in-law, Jen over at It's a beautiful life is pretty amazing. She is one of the funniest people I know. Super attractive, hilarious, a GREAT mother, caring, charismatic, and memorable. She doesn't give herself enough credit for how great she is. She still has a killer body, even after pushing a kid out, works hard, and connects with people in such a way that she makes you feel truly special just for knowing her. I am lucky to call her a friend and truly blessed to call her a sister.
I challenge all you wonderful women out there to do this as well!
I am sexy...not in the catch your eye as Im walking by sexy, but the slow, sneaky, sexy that creeps up and catches hold of you and doesn't let go sexy. My sexiness comes from more than my looks, it comes from my personality, the way I carry myself, yes, my looks, and my intelligence. I have hooked my some pretty attractive men, men that other women didn't think I should be with because they were out of my league, I snicker at these women...they didn't see my sexiness creeping up their shoulders to tap them...they got it later though. I am sexy...
My friend, and sister-in-law, Jen over at It's a beautiful life is pretty amazing. She is one of the funniest people I know. Super attractive, hilarious, a GREAT mother, caring, charismatic, and memorable. She doesn't give herself enough credit for how great she is. She still has a killer body, even after pushing a kid out, works hard, and connects with people in such a way that she makes you feel truly special just for knowing her. I am lucky to call her a friend and truly blessed to call her a sister.
I challenge all you wonderful women out there to do this as well!
The Visit...insert sob
My trip to Georgia was wonderful...sad, but wonderful. We arrived wednesday night, went straight to bed, and got up at 6am to start getting ready to go to Joe's turning blue ceremony...we get all dressed up...Im in heels (but the tomboy in me told me to grab the flip-flops just in case.) We get to the base and get parked and it begins to downpour...we have about a 1/2 mile to walk to the actual ceremony site...awesome. Flip-flops on, we go trapsing across the base to the ceremony location...the turning blue ceremony was nice...short and sweet and we got to see joe. He came back to our shitel (hotel that was shitty) for the day. There was lots of hugging and crying on my moms part. He spent the entire day with us before we had to take him back to base at 8pm.
Friday was graduation day. I wanted to be to the field early because Joe told me to get a seat up close and just left of the middle...found them! Joe had told me that he had gotten chosen to do a demo during graduation and wouldn't be marching with his platoon...it was a suprise to the rest of the family. Im thinking the demo will de of him showing how to use a weapon or something...not so much. The announcer is telling how the field is sown with grass from all the major conflicts, Normandy, Battle of the Bulge, locations in Korea and Vietnam, Civil War sites...that they will be walking in the footsteps of thier predecessors...pretty cool. Well the field was kinda like a hill and you couldn't see over it. All of a sudden large plumes of smoke start rising from behind the hill, then machine guns start firing and bombs start going off...shockng. Over the hill come a group of 8 soldiers, in full gear, stalking like they would across a battlefield. I instantly pick Joe out and begin bawling....I mean sobs and all. I don't want to picuture my brother that way...it broke my heart, even though it was swelled with pride. I want to see him in his dress uniform or ACU's, not full kit like he is going into battle. He was right in front of us...litterally 3 ft away...I picked the perfect seats. I finally composed myself enough to take some pictures and by that time he was running off the field. After the ceremony, I run up to him, hit him, and say, "why the hell didn't you give me an idea so I didn't cry like that?!" He just laughed. That is Joe.
He got to spend the rest of the weekend with us. It was wonderful. He ate well, slept well, and got to spend some good quality time with the family and two of his friends that drove down.
Saying goodbye on Sunday night was hard. I started crying again when I went to give him a goodbye hug (Im tearing ip now thinking about it...) but I have solice knowing that he is loving it, that he has found a group of guys like him, that he carries himself with pride now, that he is my same fun loving, crazy little brother, and that he will be a great soldier (his special forces drill sergeant told me so!) he will be home in August for 15 days...he asked me to throw him another party...done. Im excited to see him again.
Will post pictures as soon as I get them back!
Friday was graduation day. I wanted to be to the field early because Joe told me to get a seat up close and just left of the middle...found them! Joe had told me that he had gotten chosen to do a demo during graduation and wouldn't be marching with his platoon...it was a suprise to the rest of the family. Im thinking the demo will de of him showing how to use a weapon or something...not so much. The announcer is telling how the field is sown with grass from all the major conflicts, Normandy, Battle of the Bulge, locations in Korea and Vietnam, Civil War sites...that they will be walking in the footsteps of thier predecessors...pretty cool. Well the field was kinda like a hill and you couldn't see over it. All of a sudden large plumes of smoke start rising from behind the hill, then machine guns start firing and bombs start going off...shockng. Over the hill come a group of 8 soldiers, in full gear, stalking like they would across a battlefield. I instantly pick Joe out and begin bawling....I mean sobs and all. I don't want to picuture my brother that way...it broke my heart, even though it was swelled with pride. I want to see him in his dress uniform or ACU's, not full kit like he is going into battle. He was right in front of us...litterally 3 ft away...I picked the perfect seats. I finally composed myself enough to take some pictures and by that time he was running off the field. After the ceremony, I run up to him, hit him, and say, "why the hell didn't you give me an idea so I didn't cry like that?!" He just laughed. That is Joe.
He got to spend the rest of the weekend with us. It was wonderful. He ate well, slept well, and got to spend some good quality time with the family and two of his friends that drove down.
Saying goodbye on Sunday night was hard. I started crying again when I went to give him a goodbye hug (Im tearing ip now thinking about it...) but I have solice knowing that he is loving it, that he has found a group of guys like him, that he carries himself with pride now, that he is my same fun loving, crazy little brother, and that he will be a great soldier (his special forces drill sergeant told me so!) he will be home in August for 15 days...he asked me to throw him another party...done. Im excited to see him again.
Will post pictures as soon as I get them back!
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Smiling sibs
Im hoping to get a better picture with my brother than this while I am in Georgia...we shall see...he likes to foil my attempts at good pics...unless alcohol is involved.
Plus the army may make him have normal hair for once...I don't think they allow fuzzy chops or poorly done mohawks!
Monday, May 4, 2009
Productivity!
This weekend was very productive, indeed! Friday was our chill-out day at home, after Kevin got off work. We went to my friend's restaurant, ate some yummy chicken parm and talked until Kevin looked like he was ready to pass out.
Saturday I woke up, went to the gym, went and bought flowers for my flowerboxes, went to a friends house for a pampered chef party, went to lunch after with my very good friend that just moved back up here from South Carolina, found a fantastic purple sequined 80's dress for my party, and made it home in the knick of time to clean my toilet before some friends came over for a cookout. My friend's 2 year old daughter managed to pick all the flowers off the newly planted plants in my flowerbox, which I wasn't too thrilled about, and had started attacking my beloved tulips before I finally caughter her and handed her off to her dad and threatened HIM that if any more flower's lost their lives, I would be taking his. (he is newly divorced and seems to think that I should watch his child, while cooking, so he can hang out with my husband....dude, I don't have kids for a reason!)
Kevin and I ended up passing out early (thanks to my lovely rum and cokes) and got up early sunday.
We finished another section of our landscaping sunday...one more section to go. I am so excited to see it coming to compeltion. It truly makes our house look a million times better. My step dad came over and sprayed our yard for us...so in 2 days, we should only have about 10% of our grass left since 90% of it is dandelions and crabgrass...time to reseed! I will be happy when we have a beautiful yard instead of a dandelion field! Although I thought them beautiful as a child, I find them horrific as an adult. How does that work?
Kevin went fishing after our yard work and I got time to relax on the couch and watch my favorite movie (Pride and Prejudice.) It was fantastic as always! Joe text me as well...I am so excited to see him! 3 more days!
Hoping my two days at work go by quickly!!!
Saturday I woke up, went to the gym, went and bought flowers for my flowerboxes, went to a friends house for a pampered chef party, went to lunch after with my very good friend that just moved back up here from South Carolina, found a fantastic purple sequined 80's dress for my party, and made it home in the knick of time to clean my toilet before some friends came over for a cookout. My friend's 2 year old daughter managed to pick all the flowers off the newly planted plants in my flowerbox, which I wasn't too thrilled about, and had started attacking my beloved tulips before I finally caughter her and handed her off to her dad and threatened HIM that if any more flower's lost their lives, I would be taking his. (he is newly divorced and seems to think that I should watch his child, while cooking, so he can hang out with my husband....dude, I don't have kids for a reason!)
Kevin and I ended up passing out early (thanks to my lovely rum and cokes) and got up early sunday.
We finished another section of our landscaping sunday...one more section to go. I am so excited to see it coming to compeltion. It truly makes our house look a million times better. My step dad came over and sprayed our yard for us...so in 2 days, we should only have about 10% of our grass left since 90% of it is dandelions and crabgrass...time to reseed! I will be happy when we have a beautiful yard instead of a dandelion field! Although I thought them beautiful as a child, I find them horrific as an adult. How does that work?
Kevin went fishing after our yard work and I got time to relax on the couch and watch my favorite movie (Pride and Prejudice.) It was fantastic as always! Joe text me as well...I am so excited to see him! 3 more days!
Hoping my two days at work go by quickly!!!
20 Questions
This is from Fidgeting Gidget
1. Peanut butter and jelly or a grilled cheese sandwich? Grilled Cheese for sure!
2. Do you like pickles? Only dill pickles-and lots of them!
3. Why do you think red symbolizes passion? What do you think of when you see the color red? Do you own very many red articles of clothing? I think red symbolizes power, not passion. I think either power or anger when I see it, and yes, I own several pieces of red clothing (tops mainly) I think I look pretty darn good in red
4. What color are your underwear? Today they are pink
5. What's on your mind right now? At lunch and someone else needs to answer the damn phone!
6. Do you bite your nails? I used to...stopped in 7th grade
7. You're stranded on a desert island with one fictional character. Who is it? Duh, Edward from Twilight, or Jareth from Labrinth
8. Do you daydream? All the time
9. How do you like your eggs? Sunny side up with white toast
10. Where did you go for kindergarten? South Main Street school in Clyde
11. Do you like snow? Not so much
12. Do you like blue cheese? I prefer ranch
13. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments? not anymore!
14. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Coffee...lots and lots of coffee
15. Can you do push ups? yes, like a man!
16. Do you own slippers? I prefer to be barefoot!
17. Favorite color? Blue
18. Would you be a pirate?ARRRRRRR matey!
19. What's in your pocket right now? chapstick, my vitamins, and two pens
20. What were you doing 12 AM last night? sleeping...drooling...snoring
1. Peanut butter and jelly or a grilled cheese sandwich? Grilled Cheese for sure!
2. Do you like pickles? Only dill pickles-and lots of them!
3. Why do you think red symbolizes passion? What do you think of when you see the color red? Do you own very many red articles of clothing? I think red symbolizes power, not passion. I think either power or anger when I see it, and yes, I own several pieces of red clothing (tops mainly) I think I look pretty darn good in red
4. What color are your underwear? Today they are pink
5. What's on your mind right now? At lunch and someone else needs to answer the damn phone!
6. Do you bite your nails? I used to...stopped in 7th grade
7. You're stranded on a desert island with one fictional character. Who is it? Duh, Edward from Twilight, or Jareth from Labrinth
8. Do you daydream? All the time
9. How do you like your eggs? Sunny side up with white toast
10. Where did you go for kindergarten? South Main Street school in Clyde
11. Do you like snow? Not so much
12. Do you like blue cheese? I prefer ranch
13. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments? not anymore!
14. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Coffee...lots and lots of coffee
15. Can you do push ups? yes, like a man!
16. Do you own slippers? I prefer to be barefoot!
17. Favorite color? Blue
18. Would you be a pirate?ARRRRRRR matey!
19. What's in your pocket right now? chapstick, my vitamins, and two pens
20. What were you doing 12 AM last night? sleeping...drooling...snoring
Friday, May 1, 2009
Ahh, Friday
I brought in a cd player and my Madonna's Greatest Hits and Duran Duran Greatest Hits CD's. My co workers and I are dancing around the office to Lucky Star, Hungry Like the Wolf, and Get Into the Groove....It makes me happy....
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