Saturday, November 22, 2008

Bah Humbug

Since he will be gone for the holidays, I only wanted to decorate the inside of the house with two items, a Christmas tree and stockings.

We set out today to try and accomplish this feat.

I wanted to find the perfect tree, the perfect stockings, start the perfect tradition, make memories together...blah, blah, blah. I did realize one thing today, fake trees are expensive!

Shopping overwhelmed me. I did not find a tree or the stockings.

I gave up and gave him the pouty lip in our 4th store. I finally found a $2 miniature snowman. It cheered me up. And if you walk into our house, it is our only Christmas decoration.

Hurry up December 26th so I can buy cheap decorations for next year!

Tonight while cleaning the house and listening to Christmas music, we both kind of laughed at our snowman on top of the fireplace mantle.

And what do you know, we made our 1st Christmas memory living together...

Friday, November 21, 2008

Second Class Citizen?

It all started this morning.

He passed Pathfinder and the graduation ceremony was going to take place this morning. I told him last night I wanted to go with him onto post, since I am still a civilian in their eyes.

He said I should be fine.

Now as we approach on deployment, I am worrying about getting onto post, getting information, etc. He is my best friend and I tell him everything, but I never told him this.

I drive to Gate 4 to get my guest pass and notice the line is out the door. Here I thought 40 minutes would be plenty of time to get my guest pass. Well with people cutting in front of me and the ladies behind the counter goofing off and looking at cell phone pictures, I ended up being 10 minutes late.



The poor guy at the gate who inspects the car just let me go and told me I would be OK. I could not stop crying, I just let it all out.

I stopped when I walked up to the building. He walked out and I just lost it. I started crying and swearing. To sum up my conversation I just said, "After 8 and a half years of dealing with crap, I am nobody to the Army so I might as well be nobody to you. Why am I living in an Army town and am a nobody". Luckily he was the only one to notice my breakdown.

I missed his graduation. I missed the pinning and to put icing on the cake, he informed me he was the honor grad in his class. I wanted to be there so bad.

I just continued to cry and cry. He was incredibly sweet. I eventually calmed down after we arrived home and he made me lunch. I have no idea why I cried. I am usually strong and make cracks when it comes to our situation.

Sometimes it just gets to me after all these years, I feel like a second class citizen.

The worst part, my eyes hurt so bad, still after 7+ hours.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Rollerblade Diaster Take 1

I knew it was only a matter of time.

Good ol' Newton once said that those in motion should stay in motion. This is how I describe my daily outings with my puppies on the roller blades.

Due to the weather, I am bundled up with my i-pod, gloves, hat, sweatshirt etc. so my athleticism (ha) is lacking.

We just started out and typically it takes awhile to get them going. I go about a block and Dakota becomes fixated on a Chihuahua. I know my subdivision like the back of my hand. I've seen every dog, car, kid, etc. And I have not seen this dog.

Here is a side note. One of my pet peeves involves electric fences in the front yard. I am slowly getting over this as we know the 3 dogs in the area who jump off the front porch and dart for the street after my puppies. Daisy and Dakota know to keep going or else.

Back to the Chihuahua.

I see it in the front yard and it begins chasing after us. Now, here I assume it is another front yard electric fence.

No dice.

The dog continues to chase after us (WHERE ARE HIS PARENTS?!). Daisy, my big baby, never goes after dogs, however, she realizes, "Hey, I am bigger than THIS dog". As my dogs continue to tangle me up, I stop (HUGE mistake) and am ready to put the smack down on them. The Chihuahua finally notices the fight is 2 v 1, scares a little and dashes in front of car. The car stops.

I worry about the Chihuahua and as I worry, I loose Daisy's leash! She takes off after the dog. Dakota wants to chase too pulls me SMACK into the stopped car. The poor driver hears a big ol' thud on the side of his car. Somehow, through all of this, I still manage to hold onto to Dakota.

But not for long.

Daisy chased the dog across the street. Dakota wants to help and when she has her mind set on something, by golly, she is going to get it. So my wonderful dog pulls me into a yard through a HUGE 5 foot bush, where a couple peacefully works on their landscape.

I finally let go and tumble right at the feet of the lady who so kindly offered her help. Thank goodness for all the padding I wore. Sweet Daisy notices mommy is down and comes to my rescue. Dakota is going in circles after this dog 5 houses down. The lady grabbed Daisy's leash and luckily when I call Dakota, she comes.

The couple told me that I impress them everyday with 2 puppies on roller blades. I said nothing like this has happened, but I knew it was only a matter of time.

Once we got going again, all was well.

Daisy and Dakota are both passed out on the kitchen floor.

Today's life lessons:

1) Listen to Newton's Law of Motion
2) Neighbors should REALLY know the location of their dogs


Also, my subject is Take 1 because let's face it, I am sure I will be sharing more stories like this in the near future.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Your eyes are the size of the moon.

He bought Rockband 2 last weekend and we have played almost every night since.

If you can picture me singing Panic at the Disco, The Who, and Modest Mouse, you will realize my amusement as I glance over and watch him rock out on the drums.

Losers?

Probably.

Fun?

Absolutely.

He probably should be studying for the massive amounts of work provided by Pathfinder, but he chooses video games with me instead.

Monday, November 17, 2008

And its a beautiful life...

My recent selection of television shows have convinced me that I want a large family.

Extreme Home Makeover showed a family of 13. I was kind of jealous. Not to mention I am uber excited for the Jon & Kate Plus Eight renowal of vows tonight and last night TBS aired "Cheaper By The Dozen" .

Daisy and Dakota convince me everyday as well...

I absolutely love a clean house. I grew up in a household where we HAD to make our bed everyday. I guess this is why I use to hate dog hair so much and thought 2 children max.

Tonight as Daisy decided to race past me and run inside with the dirty bone she buried in the backyard to jump on the couch, I realized something. I attempted to grab her and tried yelling then I said, "I give up". I really have given up. I'll take a semi-messy (let's face it, I still vaccum and mop everyday) for these guys anyday.

I love chaos. There are 4 years between my sister, brother, and I. Chaos suits me well.

Now I just have to convince the "daddy". Tonight he told me he wanted 2 kids...Sigh.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Gut Check

Ryan moved in with us about a week after we moved into this house. He needed a place to stay before he deployed at the end of this year. With a 4 bedroom house for just the two of us, we welcomed him with open arms.

Today when he got home from work, we were talking and he reminded me that his block leave starts today. By the time we get home from our block leave, he will already be on his way over.

He left at 4pm and I hugged him good-bye. He is tremondous with the dogs and I feel I can talk to him about anything. I'm really going to miss him.

We're having people over for dinner tonight so I decided to clean his bathroom/side of the house. I walked into his room...completely empty. My stomach sank just a little.

Its beginning.

Thursday

I woke up early this morning to use the washroom and noticed a much larger man in be my bed. McSteamy was sleeping next to me.

I immediately woke from my dream. I am more of a McDreamy kind of girl anyways.

I realized tonight is Thursday and Grey's Anatomy is on TV. Kind of weird? Yes, very...


He also noticed last night during Daisy's puppy class that she listens a lot more to me.

NO KIDDING!

People always assume Dave will be the disciplinarian if we have kids since he is the disciplined, calm one and I am more of a free spirit. I laugh when I hear this since I picture my kids running to daddy to escape from "mean mommy".

I guess nothing bothers me more than kids who lack discipline.