It's New Years Eve. And I am sitting at home in my pj's. Yep, ladies and gentlemen, I am old and have no life!
Really, J and I chose this boring night. We really just didn't have it in us to be social and all that goodness tonight. I am still suffering from the no-sleep-at-all syndrome, and J is naturally antisocial. So we will be ringing in the new year as a couple - which really means I will probably be sleeping. Or at least trying to!
I am not a big "OMG it's New Years eve, lets party!" person. Sure, for a few years I was. But that just didn't do it for me. I just started the new year with nasty breath and was tired. Now, the only thing that really changes is I have to find a new calender, I write the wrong year on my checks for a couple months, and that's about it.
So on to another topic - I just watched "The Happening" for the first time. I am so not a fan of M. Night Shamalan or however you spell his name. I am not a fan of scary/creepy movies. J is though. So his mother sent him the above mentioned movie for Christmas. So he made me watch it tonight. I have to say, I was proud of myself for not complaining, not falling asleep, not telling him to pick another movie, etc.
And holy crap that movie was horrible. Really. The acting was horrendous. I have decided that J now has to ask plant life for their opinion. If you have never seen the movie that makes no sense, I know. But the movie was so horrible I cannot in good conscience tell you to watch it.
Now I am off to read my book, and hopefully fall asleep! I hope everyone has a happy and safe night.
Happy New Year!
Friday, December 31, 2010
Thursday, December 30, 2010
#31
I think I have established that I am not a fan of the cold or the snow. Yet, for some strange reason, I found myself sledding today in the freezing cold snow...
My friend G has a daughter about my girls' age; we met at play morning. My friend E runs play morning, and has a little boy that is 3. The 3 mommies talk, a lot. Well, E and I were complaining about not finding sleds and wanting our kids to experience sledding. G mentioned they go and her kids love it. Short version of the long, multi-part conversation is that we got the three families together today to sled.
J is not a social person. Actually, he is very uncomfortable around people. He likes the snow, though, and loves his daughters. So I got him to agree. We went to G's house, chatted it up, let the kids play, ate. Then we got around to the outside stuff. I think you get the point that it was cold. But just in case you don't, it was so cold my face was numb. The girls were bundled up like that kid on "The Christmas Story". And it was a steep hill.
P and K are not chickens. But they kind of are. They don't like things right away; well, most of the time they don't. Also, they have never been fans of snow. So I wasn't that surprised when they weren't crazy about flying down a snow covered hill on a piece of plastic. I didn't go down the hill at all.
From the warmth and comfort of my home, I am wondering if P and K would have enjoyed sledding more if I had enjoyed it more. You know the whole psychological thing, if you act scared, your child will be scared. Blah blah blah. I wasn't scared of sledding, I am not a chicken. I just had no desire to sled. Cold, snow, and exercise - 3 things I despise! But maybe the girls were picking up on my dislike?
Or maybe they just didn't want to deal with that today. They don't have to like the snow. And I don't have to question my every move as a mother.
The girls enjoyed playing with their friends. They had a great time at G's house. J didn't say much one way or the other, but I think he had a good time, a better time than he thought he would. Though I know he wasn't as comfortable as I wish he had been. And I had a pretty good time. I got to talk to adults. These two women are really great, as are their husbands, and I really enjoyed the company.
But in the back of my mind, I seem to find myself observing all the ways I don't fit it... Why do I do that lately?? That is not me. I am the 'I don't care what you think of me' girl. And damn it, I had a good time today!
My friend G has a daughter about my girls' age; we met at play morning. My friend E runs play morning, and has a little boy that is 3. The 3 mommies talk, a lot. Well, E and I were complaining about not finding sleds and wanting our kids to experience sledding. G mentioned they go and her kids love it. Short version of the long, multi-part conversation is that we got the three families together today to sled.
J is not a social person. Actually, he is very uncomfortable around people. He likes the snow, though, and loves his daughters. So I got him to agree. We went to G's house, chatted it up, let the kids play, ate. Then we got around to the outside stuff. I think you get the point that it was cold. But just in case you don't, it was so cold my face was numb. The girls were bundled up like that kid on "The Christmas Story". And it was a steep hill.
P and K are not chickens. But they kind of are. They don't like things right away; well, most of the time they don't. Also, they have never been fans of snow. So I wasn't that surprised when they weren't crazy about flying down a snow covered hill on a piece of plastic. I didn't go down the hill at all.
From the warmth and comfort of my home, I am wondering if P and K would have enjoyed sledding more if I had enjoyed it more. You know the whole psychological thing, if you act scared, your child will be scared. Blah blah blah. I wasn't scared of sledding, I am not a chicken. I just had no desire to sled. Cold, snow, and exercise - 3 things I despise! But maybe the girls were picking up on my dislike?
Or maybe they just didn't want to deal with that today. They don't have to like the snow. And I don't have to question my every move as a mother.
The girls enjoyed playing with their friends. They had a great time at G's house. J didn't say much one way or the other, but I think he had a good time, a better time than he thought he would. Though I know he wasn't as comfortable as I wish he had been. And I had a pretty good time. I got to talk to adults. These two women are really great, as are their husbands, and I really enjoyed the company.
But in the back of my mind, I seem to find myself observing all the ways I don't fit it... Why do I do that lately?? That is not me. I am the 'I don't care what you think of me' girl. And damn it, I had a good time today!
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
#30
Thirty days, holy goodness!
Hm, maybe this writing every day is paying off. I got the idea for a story. Though I think I can blame it on the crazy dreams as well. Speaking of which... :)
I have been having thee hardest time sleeping the last few nights. I can't seem to fall asleep. I obviously do, though, because I proceed to have the craziest dream. Which lead me to wake up and wonder what the hell is going on in my subconscious. Really, it is a wacko place. But then I struggle to fall asleep again, and the whole process repeats itself. I bet I am getting about 4 hours of interrupted sleep, for the last few nights at least. Which does not make me jump for joy. I love sleep, it makes me happy.
But, as I said, the crazy dreams are giving me story ideas! Last night, one dream featured me at a high school basketball game (Not a stretch, hs bf played) but I was there with a friend from a different high school, we were watching a girls' game, and oh yeah, my friend's leg was stainless steel. I am sure this all has meaning to those crazy dream readers. To me, it just sounds ludicrous, and really effects me sleeping!
Here's hoping tonight I get to sleep at a decent time and dream of nothing but the Pacific rolling toward the beautiful Golden Gate...
Hm, maybe this writing every day is paying off. I got the idea for a story. Though I think I can blame it on the crazy dreams as well. Speaking of which... :)
I have been having thee hardest time sleeping the last few nights. I can't seem to fall asleep. I obviously do, though, because I proceed to have the craziest dream. Which lead me to wake up and wonder what the hell is going on in my subconscious. Really, it is a wacko place. But then I struggle to fall asleep again, and the whole process repeats itself. I bet I am getting about 4 hours of interrupted sleep, for the last few nights at least. Which does not make me jump for joy. I love sleep, it makes me happy.
But, as I said, the crazy dreams are giving me story ideas! Last night, one dream featured me at a high school basketball game (Not a stretch, hs bf played) but I was there with a friend from a different high school, we were watching a girls' game, and oh yeah, my friend's leg was stainless steel. I am sure this all has meaning to those crazy dream readers. To me, it just sounds ludicrous, and really effects me sleeping!
Here's hoping tonight I get to sleep at a decent time and dream of nothing but the Pacific rolling toward the beautiful Golden Gate...
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
#29
I love to give things to other people.
I have been lucky enough to have friends pass on their daughters' clothes to me for my girls. I have appreciated it so much. Some of the clothes were not my favorite, or weren't the right sizes, or were the wrong season. But it was so great to have people that thought of me and my girls. And some of the stuff was so flippin cute!
So as my girls outgrow their clothes, and believe me that is about every other day, I try to pass them on. Today, a friend came over and went through two huge bags of girl clothes for her daughter. I was so happy to be rid of it, and she was so happy to receive it. In case you didn't know, that is what one could call a 'win-win situation'.
Another thing that makes this 'passing of the clothes' thing so great is the amount of use each article of clothing is getting. I am not really a 'green' person, even though that is my favorite color! However, I am trying to be more eco-friendly. I have big plans for my family when we get back to the states: buying as many USA products as possible, membership to a co-op, etc. But right now, I am not doing as much as I should to save my planet and all that good stuff. So passing on clothes, and receiving clothes that are being passed to me, is my personal recycling 'thing' for now.
I have been lucky enough to have friends pass on their daughters' clothes to me for my girls. I have appreciated it so much. Some of the clothes were not my favorite, or weren't the right sizes, or were the wrong season. But it was so great to have people that thought of me and my girls. And some of the stuff was so flippin cute!
So as my girls outgrow their clothes, and believe me that is about every other day, I try to pass them on. Today, a friend came over and went through two huge bags of girl clothes for her daughter. I was so happy to be rid of it, and she was so happy to receive it. In case you didn't know, that is what one could call a 'win-win situation'.
Another thing that makes this 'passing of the clothes' thing so great is the amount of use each article of clothing is getting. I am not really a 'green' person, even though that is my favorite color! However, I am trying to be more eco-friendly. I have big plans for my family when we get back to the states: buying as many USA products as possible, membership to a co-op, etc. But right now, I am not doing as much as I should to save my planet and all that good stuff. So passing on clothes, and receiving clothes that are being passed to me, is my personal recycling 'thing' for now.
Monday, December 27, 2010
#28
Who wants to go swimming when it is fa-reezing and snowing like a mo-fo?! I do!
One awesome thing about Germany is their schwimmbads, a.k.a. swimming pools. They are super nice, with multiple swimming areas inside and out, including a kiddie pool and an indoor slide. Well, the pools I have been to in Germany have been that way, at least! They are nice.
So the family went today. I don't get to go that often, because I just don't want the hassle of taking my two year old twins there by myself. And the husband is not a fan of swimming. So going as a fam is a pain in the butt. Big huge cycle of crazy, huh?!
Sadly, because of the crazy cycle mentioned above, P and K are not quite comfortable in the pool. They take a while to get used to the pool and are nowhere near learning to swim. This all makes me, a fish, very sad. I wish we could go swimming every other day! Maybe I will brave a trip without the husband soon...
We had fun though. The girls did better than they have before. Sure it took them a while to lose the death cling, but they did. And toward the end of our time, P and K were going down the kiddie slide alone and having a blast. Which makes me want to go back tomorrow so they get that love for swimming!
While the girls napped, I took down the tree. Boxed everything up. Put it in the basement. And I found myself wondering when I will take it out again. This year was the first time J and I decorated since 2005. Deployments, neborn twins, and a trip to my family in CA are to blame. But who knows what will happen next year, or the year after that. heck, who knows what state we will be in for Christmas, or is J will be with us and not TDY or deployed. We shall see!
One awesome thing about Germany is their schwimmbads, a.k.a. swimming pools. They are super nice, with multiple swimming areas inside and out, including a kiddie pool and an indoor slide. Well, the pools I have been to in Germany have been that way, at least! They are nice.
So the family went today. I don't get to go that often, because I just don't want the hassle of taking my two year old twins there by myself. And the husband is not a fan of swimming. So going as a fam is a pain in the butt. Big huge cycle of crazy, huh?!
Sadly, because of the crazy cycle mentioned above, P and K are not quite comfortable in the pool. They take a while to get used to the pool and are nowhere near learning to swim. This all makes me, a fish, very sad. I wish we could go swimming every other day! Maybe I will brave a trip without the husband soon...
We had fun though. The girls did better than they have before. Sure it took them a while to lose the death cling, but they did. And toward the end of our time, P and K were going down the kiddie slide alone and having a blast. Which makes me want to go back tomorrow so they get that love for swimming!
While the girls napped, I took down the tree. Boxed everything up. Put it in the basement. And I found myself wondering when I will take it out again. This year was the first time J and I decorated since 2005. Deployments, neborn twins, and a trip to my family in CA are to blame. But who knows what will happen next year, or the year after that. heck, who knows what state we will be in for Christmas, or is J will be with us and not TDY or deployed. We shall see!
Sunday, December 26, 2010
#27
When J and I met, I was in the process of joining the Army. I really wanted to join. I love my country, and I was already immersed in the army life (living on post with my sis). I was discovering I loved the Army. So I went to a recruiter and he was awesome, and we started the process. I was going to be a Linguist after basic. Then, I got married and didn't go to basic.
Sometimes, I think about what might have been. Where would I be? Who would I be? How different would Pvt or Spc or Sgt S's life have been from Mrs. B's?? I have always thought the two roads would have been so completely different...
Lately, though, I have been thinking about this life in a whole different light. The Army is directing my moves, as they would have with that other life. And I am still in love with my country, that will never change. And, I am a linguist.
Since marrying my soldier, I have learned to speak 'Army', 'wife', 'baby', a wee bit of German, and lately I have become fluent in 'toddler'.
Sure, the Army might have taught me Arabic and then sent me to another continent. But instead, they let me learn Wife and Love, then sent me to another continent.
My choice may not have been the right one. It may not have been the easy one. But then again, it might have been those two things and so many more...
I found a man to love and one that loves me, all before my 18th birthday. I swallowed my fears and accepted his proposal. And a few years later I became the mommy I never thought I would be. So I kind of think this has been the 'right' choice.
Because Arabic will never be as cool as 'toddler'. How many people know that 'Mommy, want onge ba, peez. Dint u.' means my little girl knows her colors and her manners?
I am a lucky girl.
Sometimes, I think about what might have been. Where would I be? Who would I be? How different would Pvt or Spc or Sgt S's life have been from Mrs. B's?? I have always thought the two roads would have been so completely different...
Lately, though, I have been thinking about this life in a whole different light. The Army is directing my moves, as they would have with that other life. And I am still in love with my country, that will never change. And, I am a linguist.
Since marrying my soldier, I have learned to speak 'Army', 'wife', 'baby', a wee bit of German, and lately I have become fluent in 'toddler'.
Sure, the Army might have taught me Arabic and then sent me to another continent. But instead, they let me learn Wife and Love, then sent me to another continent.
My choice may not have been the right one. It may not have been the easy one. But then again, it might have been those two things and so many more...
I found a man to love and one that loves me, all before my 18th birthday. I swallowed my fears and accepted his proposal. And a few years later I became the mommy I never thought I would be. So I kind of think this has been the 'right' choice.
Because Arabic will never be as cool as 'toddler'. How many people know that 'Mommy, want onge ba, peez. Dint u.' means my little girl knows her colors and her manners?
I am a lucky girl.
Saturday, December 25, 2010
#26
Merry Christmas!
Buon Natale!
Frohe Weihnachten!
Feliz Navidad!
Santa rocks. He brought my girls this awesome toy shelf/organizer/bench from Ikea! And a bunch of other stuff - a drum, harmonica, play-doh, new clothes, movies... the list goes on. Friends and family were amazing and sent some great stuff for the girls, some of which has not arrived yet. They are so spoiled and loved.
My family rocks. For the above mentioned. But also because they love me. My parents and siblings, who think that everyone should be together for every holiday, love me and miss me, and they don't get mad at me for being so far away. And my husband and my daughters, well I cannot even begin to tell you how amazing they are. I thank God for them.
Jesus rocks. Today, I got to celebrate his birth with my family. We went to Mass as a family (which rarely happens, by the way). I got to hear an awesome message from Fr. (whom I adore). One thing he said today that really stuck with me was "Jesus became man so that man could become divine" It is a general Catholic belief, yes. But hearing it in those words on the day of Jesus' birth was pretty powerful for me. Communion was pretty amazing today as well...
Today was not perfect. I didn't have friends and family gathered around. I didn't have the perfect gift wrapped under the tree. My daughters were not angels and my husband didn't do the dishes. But today was pretty great.
Merry Christmas to all!
Buon Natale!
Frohe Weihnachten!
Feliz Navidad!
Santa rocks. He brought my girls this awesome toy shelf/organizer/bench from Ikea! And a bunch of other stuff - a drum, harmonica, play-doh, new clothes, movies... the list goes on. Friends and family were amazing and sent some great stuff for the girls, some of which has not arrived yet. They are so spoiled and loved.
My family rocks. For the above mentioned. But also because they love me. My parents and siblings, who think that everyone should be together for every holiday, love me and miss me, and they don't get mad at me for being so far away. And my husband and my daughters, well I cannot even begin to tell you how amazing they are. I thank God for them.
Jesus rocks. Today, I got to celebrate his birth with my family. We went to Mass as a family (which rarely happens, by the way). I got to hear an awesome message from Fr. (whom I adore). One thing he said today that really stuck with me was "Jesus became man so that man could become divine" It is a general Catholic belief, yes. But hearing it in those words on the day of Jesus' birth was pretty powerful for me. Communion was pretty amazing today as well...
Today was not perfect. I didn't have friends and family gathered around. I didn't have the perfect gift wrapped under the tree. My daughters were not angels and my husband didn't do the dishes. But today was pretty great.
Merry Christmas to all!
Friday, December 24, 2010
#25
Merry Christmas eve!
I am really trying to have the holiday joy. It has been pretty obvious to me that I have not been as joyous as I should be during Advent. But I am trying.
A few moments ago, we read bedtime stories to P and K, like we do most nights. Tonight, it was "Twas the Night Before Christmas" and Luke 2:8-14. That helped with the christmas spirit! Because that is what it is all about. Christ.
A couple thousand years ago, a child was born to die. He died so I could live. And He loved.
So, I am going to put together my daughters presents. I am going to clean my kitchen in preparation for the feast I will make for my family. And I will thank my Lord for giving his Son to this world.
Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward me. Luke 2:14
"For unto us a Son is given"
I am really trying to have the holiday joy. It has been pretty obvious to me that I have not been as joyous as I should be during Advent. But I am trying.
A few moments ago, we read bedtime stories to P and K, like we do most nights. Tonight, it was "Twas the Night Before Christmas" and Luke 2:8-14. That helped with the christmas spirit! Because that is what it is all about. Christ.
A couple thousand years ago, a child was born to die. He died so I could live. And He loved.
So, I am going to put together my daughters presents. I am going to clean my kitchen in preparation for the feast I will make for my family. And I will thank my Lord for giving his Son to this world.
Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward me. Luke 2:14
"For unto us a Son is given"
Thursday, December 23, 2010
#24
I found out this afternoon that my Christmas plans have been cancelled. The B crew was planning to eat at the DFAC (that would be Army speak for the cafeteria place, mmhmm). Well, I was informed that they had their 'holiday meal' on Wednesday. Yes, that makes so much sense! Of course they would not have it on Christmas! Because, if they had it on Christmas, people would be able to enjoy a Christmas meal! Why the heck would we want that?!
Yes, I am irritated.
I made the whole Thanksgiving meal a month ago. Turkey, mashed potatoes, homemade gravy, rolls, green beans, pies, cookies. And do you know who came to my house for that dinner? My husband, my daughters, and myself. I spent the whole day cooking, and it was just a regular dinner with my family.
Holidays, to me, are a ton of people, everyone talking at once, running out of stuff because everyone wants 2nds, and just craziness. The thought of having another holiday where I cook all day for my husband and my two year old daughters is, quite frankly, depressing. Which is why we were going to go to the DFAC. A Christmas dinner, made by someone else, someone else would clean, and we wouldn't be alone.
Yep, that plan was squashed.
And the real kicker, I think, is that not a single person that I consider a friend has asked about my plans. We are not celebrating Christmas alone because we want to. We are celebrating alone because we were not included in anyone's plans. I guess the only way we have holidays with friends is if I invite them. Then there is a 50% chance they will come... Ugh...
As you can tell, I am pretty upset about all this. I am really feeling like a loner and I don't like it. I thought I had some good friends here, but I think I might be wrong.
And don't get me wrong. I love my daughers, and I love my husband. But my holidays growing up, we were surrounded by so many aunts, uncles, and cousins. So just my hubby and kids, where there is no reason to leave the house and no one comes by... Well it just doesn't feel like a holiday to me.
But it looks like that is what we will have this year.
Yes, I am irritated.
I made the whole Thanksgiving meal a month ago. Turkey, mashed potatoes, homemade gravy, rolls, green beans, pies, cookies. And do you know who came to my house for that dinner? My husband, my daughters, and myself. I spent the whole day cooking, and it was just a regular dinner with my family.
Holidays, to me, are a ton of people, everyone talking at once, running out of stuff because everyone wants 2nds, and just craziness. The thought of having another holiday where I cook all day for my husband and my two year old daughters is, quite frankly, depressing. Which is why we were going to go to the DFAC. A Christmas dinner, made by someone else, someone else would clean, and we wouldn't be alone.
Yep, that plan was squashed.
And the real kicker, I think, is that not a single person that I consider a friend has asked about my plans. We are not celebrating Christmas alone because we want to. We are celebrating alone because we were not included in anyone's plans. I guess the only way we have holidays with friends is if I invite them. Then there is a 50% chance they will come... Ugh...
As you can tell, I am pretty upset about all this. I am really feeling like a loner and I don't like it. I thought I had some good friends here, but I think I might be wrong.
And don't get me wrong. I love my daughers, and I love my husband. But my holidays growing up, we were surrounded by so many aunts, uncles, and cousins. So just my hubby and kids, where there is no reason to leave the house and no one comes by... Well it just doesn't feel like a holiday to me.
But it looks like that is what we will have this year.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
#23
I am glad this day is coming to an end. Nothing bad happened. Nothing good happened.
I was in a foul mood most of the day, or so my husband says. I did laundry, washed dishes, and ran a couple of errands. Well, I tried to run a couple errands. I checked the mail, went to the craft store but they didn't have what I needed. I went to the library and got some movies. My gas light turned on, but the gas station is on the same post as the mail room. So I went to the German store to get the stuff I had needed from the craft store. Yeah, it was 13 Euro for less than 1/2 gallon of paint. No, thank you. I got gas, then came back home. Cooked dinner, ate. Baked some cookies. Put the girls to bed.
I felt out of sorts, I think that is the best way I can describe it. I have been feeling this way a lot lately... There is probably a few reasons why, none of which I want to get in to tonight. So I will sign off now, and get back to this topic at a later date...
I was in a foul mood most of the day, or so my husband says. I did laundry, washed dishes, and ran a couple of errands. Well, I tried to run a couple errands. I checked the mail, went to the craft store but they didn't have what I needed. I went to the library and got some movies. My gas light turned on, but the gas station is on the same post as the mail room. So I went to the German store to get the stuff I had needed from the craft store. Yeah, it was 13 Euro for less than 1/2 gallon of paint. No, thank you. I got gas, then came back home. Cooked dinner, ate. Baked some cookies. Put the girls to bed.
I felt out of sorts, I think that is the best way I can describe it. I have been feeling this way a lot lately... There is probably a few reasons why, none of which I want to get in to tonight. So I will sign off now, and get back to this topic at a later date...
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
#22
Last night, when we got home from Erfurt, I searched high and low for my camera's battery charger. I could not find it. Had a talk with St Anthony. Still lost. I was so upset. I even had dreams about finding that stupid thing. Horrible night sleep, let me tell you. Woke up this morning, and I just knew I was going to find it. Looked here, there, everywhere. 1300 (that's 1PM), that stupid charger was still MIA. I finally make a desperate plea on Facebook, asking if anyone has a spare camera. And not even 5 minutes later, I find the dang charger! I was so stinking excited I literally jumped for joy. Thanked St Anthony. Then charged my dead battery!
P and K made their first 'Gingerbread' houses today. Actually, the houses were made out of graham crackers, and J and I assembled the houses during naptime. So really, P and K decorated their first graham cracker houses today! Whatever you want to call it, they did an aweesome job. The houses look amazing, best ever! Yes, that is mommy-bias, deal with it.
Of course, there was plenty of snacking on the gum drops and Reece's pieces during the decorating... So dinner wasn't really a big deal. Last week, as I was planning meals before I went shopping, J asked me to make Spagetti. Huge cringe. I am not a fan. Probably because we ate it so often growing up. But I figured, I had gone almost 6 years without making it for the husband, so I should suck it up. I did. I made 'Pasgetti' (as every kid calls it). And I had cereal for dinner.
And, before I crawl to bed, I have to say how proud I am of myself! I made each of the girls their own 'crayon rolls'. I found the pattern on some website (really wish I could remember where...). They turned out pretty cute! It's 3 pieces of fabric - front, back, and pocket- with a ribbon. Each crayon has its own pocket, and it all rolls up and gets tied with the ribbon. Super fun, right? I made P's and K's out of old receiving blankets, so the only real cost was the box of crayons. And they are cute! I am about 99% sure K is a lefty, so I placed her ribbon on the left, and P's on the right... It's the little differences that matter!
So happy my camera battery was charged enough to handle today's awesome experience!
P and K made their first 'Gingerbread' houses today. Actually, the houses were made out of graham crackers, and J and I assembled the houses during naptime. So really, P and K decorated their first graham cracker houses today! Whatever you want to call it, they did an aweesome job. The houses look amazing, best ever! Yes, that is mommy-bias, deal with it.
Of course, there was plenty of snacking on the gum drops and Reece's pieces during the decorating... So dinner wasn't really a big deal. Last week, as I was planning meals before I went shopping, J asked me to make Spagetti. Huge cringe. I am not a fan. Probably because we ate it so often growing up. But I figured, I had gone almost 6 years without making it for the husband, so I should suck it up. I did. I made 'Pasgetti' (as every kid calls it). And I had cereal for dinner.
And, before I crawl to bed, I have to say how proud I am of myself! I made each of the girls their own 'crayon rolls'. I found the pattern on some website (really wish I could remember where...). They turned out pretty cute! It's 3 pieces of fabric - front, back, and pocket- with a ribbon. Each crayon has its own pocket, and it all rolls up and gets tied with the ribbon. Super fun, right? I made P's and K's out of old receiving blankets, so the only real cost was the box of crayons. And they are cute! I am about 99% sure K is a lefty, so I placed her ribbon on the left, and P's on the right... It's the little differences that matter!
So happy my camera battery was charged enough to handle today's awesome experience!
Monday, December 20, 2010
#21
Oh, what a day!
We went to IKEA in Erfurt, followe by the Erfurt Christmas market. Fun times!
Let me say, I am not really a fan of IKEA. Yes, it is nice. Yes, they have useful stuff. No, it is not fun to be herded along like cattle. No, it is not fun having to walk through the whole store to see what you want, then walking through the whole warehouse to get the stuff you want.
With that said, I started a step stool search a few weeks ago. I went to just about every store I could think of, and still could not find one. I needed a two step, and one that was preferrably not industrial looking. Oh yeah, and there is not the abundance of stores here in Germany, like there is in the States. So IKEA was my last stand. And we figured we could grab some type of toy organizer while we were there. Thanks grandparents that sent money for P and K! You got them step stools and shelves/buckets. You rock.
Then, yay, we went to the 'weihnachtsmarkt' - that would be one way a christmas market is referred to here in Deutschland. Erfurt came highly reccommended by friends. We have been to the Nurnberg, Rothenburg, Schweinfurt, and Wurzburg markets in previous years. So, we took the 1.5 hr drive and checked out Erfurt.
It was pretty cool!
And freezing!
Highlight - we rode the ferris wheel! Yes, my baby girls' first ride on a ferris wheel! it was pretty. Oh, and another highlight, J didn't get irritated on the drive up/looking for parking. I swear that is a first... :)
We went to IKEA in Erfurt, followe by the Erfurt Christmas market. Fun times!
Let me say, I am not really a fan of IKEA. Yes, it is nice. Yes, they have useful stuff. No, it is not fun to be herded along like cattle. No, it is not fun having to walk through the whole store to see what you want, then walking through the whole warehouse to get the stuff you want.
With that said, I started a step stool search a few weeks ago. I went to just about every store I could think of, and still could not find one. I needed a two step, and one that was preferrably not industrial looking. Oh yeah, and there is not the abundance of stores here in Germany, like there is in the States. So IKEA was my last stand. And we figured we could grab some type of toy organizer while we were there. Thanks grandparents that sent money for P and K! You got them step stools and shelves/buckets. You rock.
Then, yay, we went to the 'weihnachtsmarkt' - that would be one way a christmas market is referred to here in Deutschland. Erfurt came highly reccommended by friends. We have been to the Nurnberg, Rothenburg, Schweinfurt, and Wurzburg markets in previous years. So, we took the 1.5 hr drive and checked out Erfurt.
It was pretty cool!
And freezing!
Highlight - we rode the ferris wheel! Yes, my baby girls' first ride on a ferris wheel! it was pretty. Oh, and another highlight, J didn't get irritated on the drive up/looking for parking. I swear that is a first... :)
Sunday, December 19, 2010
#20
Is it bedtime yet? I am exhausted, but I have no idea why. I even got to sleep in this morning.
Church was hard this morning. My girls felt the need to act like fools. Jumping around, yelling, trying to walk down the isle... Fun stuff. I really wish my husband went to Mass with us. He is not Catholic, so he doesn't go with us. But man, it sure the heck would be nice to have some help.
After naptime, we took the children outside to play in the snow. I know, a few days ago I said they weren't huge fans. So why torture them? Well, I wanted them to get out of the house and try again. Plus, we just keep getting more snow. And then some more snow. So they went to play. And they didn't dislike it as much as the other day.
I got a few good pictures. Which is really all that matters!
Church was hard this morning. My girls felt the need to act like fools. Jumping around, yelling, trying to walk down the isle... Fun stuff. I really wish my husband went to Mass with us. He is not Catholic, so he doesn't go with us. But man, it sure the heck would be nice to have some help.
After naptime, we took the children outside to play in the snow. I know, a few days ago I said they weren't huge fans. So why torture them? Well, I wanted them to get out of the house and try again. Plus, we just keep getting more snow. And then some more snow. So they went to play. And they didn't dislike it as much as the other day.
I got a few good pictures. Which is really all that matters!
Saturday, December 18, 2010
#19
I am currently reading a book called "Lone Survivor" written by Marcus Luttrell. The book is about Luttrell and his SEAL Team, and the mission that cost more SEAL lives than any other mission. Ever. Luttrell was the only survivor, as the title states.
So far, the book is pretty good. Come on, it was written by a squid so it's not perfect! Just kidding, I love the men and women that serve our country; it doesn't matter if they wear green, white, or blue.
I love that the book is totally real. The guy talks about his training before he became a SEAL, growing up, and his life in the Navy. All with honesty (I think). He just seems like a down to Earth guy that puts his life on the line, and is a professionally trained killer. Pretty cool.
One of the things that I am loving about the book, though, is how right on he is with my person beliefs. I mean, the guy is a patriot above all else. He believes in the USA. He believes in the right to own a gun, understandable. And, he is clearly conservative. Which makes me happy.
I am so a righty. But I also believe our government is far from perfect, no matter who is in office. And this guy just cracks me up with his observations and remarks about/to the government. He calls it like he sees it, which makes me so happy.
This morning, I read his observations on the ROE (rules of engagement). Now, I have had my opinion about these for a while, but I freely admit that I need to educate myself more on this topic. However, Luttrell is quite certain of the ROE, and our stand on them meshed soooooooo well! He essentially said- If the elected guys want to make the rules, they should have to go out there and test them out. Otherwise, let us military guys make our own judgement calls. OK, clearly I am not quoting him, that was the general idea though. And I totally agree.
Those people in Washington are not in the military. They are not in a war zone. They are not risking their lives. So why is it that our servicemembers have to follow rules that these guys set? ROE can really hinder our guys. And the terrorists know that.
All that said, I of course stand behind our government. Rules are rules, and yes they are supposed to be followed. But if the elected officials were wearing combat boots in the sand, I think the ROE would be a wee bit different...
Now, I really need to further educate myself on ROE so I can make sure I am not talking nonsense! If I am, feel free to tell me. And check out the book. About halfway through it, and so far its good.
So far, the book is pretty good. Come on, it was written by a squid so it's not perfect! Just kidding, I love the men and women that serve our country; it doesn't matter if they wear green, white, or blue.
I love that the book is totally real. The guy talks about his training before he became a SEAL, growing up, and his life in the Navy. All with honesty (I think). He just seems like a down to Earth guy that puts his life on the line, and is a professionally trained killer. Pretty cool.
One of the things that I am loving about the book, though, is how right on he is with my person beliefs. I mean, the guy is a patriot above all else. He believes in the USA. He believes in the right to own a gun, understandable. And, he is clearly conservative. Which makes me happy.
I am so a righty. But I also believe our government is far from perfect, no matter who is in office. And this guy just cracks me up with his observations and remarks about/to the government. He calls it like he sees it, which makes me so happy.
This morning, I read his observations on the ROE (rules of engagement). Now, I have had my opinion about these for a while, but I freely admit that I need to educate myself more on this topic. However, Luttrell is quite certain of the ROE, and our stand on them meshed soooooooo well! He essentially said- If the elected guys want to make the rules, they should have to go out there and test them out. Otherwise, let us military guys make our own judgement calls. OK, clearly I am not quoting him, that was the general idea though. And I totally agree.
Those people in Washington are not in the military. They are not in a war zone. They are not risking their lives. So why is it that our servicemembers have to follow rules that these guys set? ROE can really hinder our guys. And the terrorists know that.
All that said, I of course stand behind our government. Rules are rules, and yes they are supposed to be followed. But if the elected officials were wearing combat boots in the sand, I think the ROE would be a wee bit different...
Now, I really need to further educate myself on ROE so I can make sure I am not talking nonsense! If I am, feel free to tell me. And check out the book. About halfway through it, and so far its good.
Friday, December 17, 2010
#18
I took P and K outside to play in the snow. They really don't love the snow. Last year, they completely hated the snow. We took them outside a couple times, and each time they screamed. This year is better than last year. But they are not jumping for joy either. I actually had to ask them if tthey wanted to go play multiple times before they agreed. Crazy kids.
I started watching 'Glee' yesterday. Lord, help me! I have watched it all day today. My brain might be fried.
I started watching 'Glee' yesterday. Lord, help me! I have watched it all day today. My brain might be fried.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
#17
My head hurts.
I went to bed last night with a crazy headache. And I woke up this morning with a crazy headache. I don't like that. So I was dragging this morning, big time. However, I got myself and the girls out of bed, got their breakfast, made some eggs for me and the husband. Then, as the girls are playing 'phone' with my ipod and cell phone, my cell rings. I answer.
It's my friend S. Wondering where I am. I was supposed to go to Rothenburg with her and her kids (and the rest of the people that were going with ACS). My head was pounding so happily, though, that I completely forgot. Talk about feeling like a total jerk. And then when I was reminded of my plans, I was so sad I wouldn't be going. Stupid head.
K and P colored pictures for Grandpa tonight. That made me happy. I wish we lived closer to family. Sometimes, that is. It would be nice if my daughters knew their grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins... I told them to color pictures for Grandpa (my dad), but they have no idea who he is. Makes me sad.
I went to bed last night with a crazy headache. And I woke up this morning with a crazy headache. I don't like that. So I was dragging this morning, big time. However, I got myself and the girls out of bed, got their breakfast, made some eggs for me and the husband. Then, as the girls are playing 'phone' with my ipod and cell phone, my cell rings. I answer.
It's my friend S. Wondering where I am. I was supposed to go to Rothenburg with her and her kids (and the rest of the people that were going with ACS). My head was pounding so happily, though, that I completely forgot. Talk about feeling like a total jerk. And then when I was reminded of my plans, I was so sad I wouldn't be going. Stupid head.
K and P colored pictures for Grandpa tonight. That made me happy. I wish we lived closer to family. Sometimes, that is. It would be nice if my daughters knew their grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins... I told them to color pictures for Grandpa (my dad), but they have no idea who he is. Makes me sad.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
#16
Today has been a day...
It's Wednesday, which means PWOC. And that also means that there is a 99% chance that my husband will need to do 5001 things that all make me late. Really, every flippin Wednesday, there is something. I know it is not his fault, I do. But that does nothing to ease the frustration. So yeah, I was late again. Oh well.
During PWOC I got mad at myself. I just really don't like showing strong emotions in front of people... But the simple enough question brought up a lot of stuff for me. Gr. I mean, yes, bible study is supposed to touch you on a spiritual and emotional level. I just don't like it to touch me in that way...
The rest of my afternoon was a mess as well. J got off early, because the company was having a Christmas thing. So I picked him up. We were going to go to the Christmas market to finally get gifts for his family (because he refused to do this earlier, and I was tired of waiting for him, and I needed to mail stuff out but refused to go to the post office multiple times...). But he didn't want to.
So nap time found the girls not sleeping, J playing his stupid freakin computer game, and me running around like a chicken with my head cut off. I took glass and cans to the recycle center (I loathe Germany sometimes. Really, if recycling is mandatory, you should pick up the cans and glass at the curb. Geez). I was still dumping stuff when they were supposed to be closing. Sorry, guy.
Fast forward to the commissary. I just needed to grab WIC stuff and a couple extras, like a baguette, eggs, butter. I forgot the bread. And I almost fell. And I dropped my butter twice before I paid for it.
Next, I went to the post office. And I think the best way to describe that debacle is a good old "Are you serious?". I had to mail things to 5 different people. That is 5 boxes to tape, 5 address labels, 5 customs forms. 5 pains in the ass. Oh, and the P.O. only carries priority boxes and envelopes. So expensive pains in the ass. And the guy that works there, who is usually nice, was a total jackass. I know you have to ask if I am sending explosives, perishables or liquids. everything I go in there you ask me. Most times, I answer BEFORE you ask me. But today you had to be a jerk about it. Thank guy, because I was having such a wonderful day.
I get home and the husband is still being a jerk. Wait, lets be fair. The husband and I are not being nice to one another. We are on each others nerves and the slightest thing is a big deal. Both of us are to blame. But this is my blog, dang it. So I am mad at him because he is being a jerk.
We didn't go to the Christmas party. J is antisocial and because of that, the girls missed out. That makes me a little mad. A lot mad. Not a big deal in the grand scheme of things, but I feel like the Christmas spirit is dying here and a little party would have helped. But nope. Maybe next year.
The highlight was my time at the German grocery. I ran in to grab a baguette, and was hoping to get a bottle of gluhwein as well. All they had left was a yucky gluhwein. So I grabbed a couple sodas (in glass bottles), my bread, and a couple other things that caught my eye. I stand in line, the slowest one, of course. As I am putting my purchases on the conveyor belt, you guessed it, I dropped one of the glass soda bottles. It crashed to the floor, glass shatters, soda splashes, everyone turns to look. Yep, that just made my day.
It's Wednesday, which means PWOC. And that also means that there is a 99% chance that my husband will need to do 5001 things that all make me late. Really, every flippin Wednesday, there is something. I know it is not his fault, I do. But that does nothing to ease the frustration. So yeah, I was late again. Oh well.
During PWOC I got mad at myself. I just really don't like showing strong emotions in front of people... But the simple enough question brought up a lot of stuff for me. Gr. I mean, yes, bible study is supposed to touch you on a spiritual and emotional level. I just don't like it to touch me in that way...
The rest of my afternoon was a mess as well. J got off early, because the company was having a Christmas thing. So I picked him up. We were going to go to the Christmas market to finally get gifts for his family (because he refused to do this earlier, and I was tired of waiting for him, and I needed to mail stuff out but refused to go to the post office multiple times...). But he didn't want to.
So nap time found the girls not sleeping, J playing his stupid freakin computer game, and me running around like a chicken with my head cut off. I took glass and cans to the recycle center (I loathe Germany sometimes. Really, if recycling is mandatory, you should pick up the cans and glass at the curb. Geez). I was still dumping stuff when they were supposed to be closing. Sorry, guy.
Fast forward to the commissary. I just needed to grab WIC stuff and a couple extras, like a baguette, eggs, butter. I forgot the bread. And I almost fell. And I dropped my butter twice before I paid for it.
Next, I went to the post office. And I think the best way to describe that debacle is a good old "Are you serious?". I had to mail things to 5 different people. That is 5 boxes to tape, 5 address labels, 5 customs forms. 5 pains in the ass. Oh, and the P.O. only carries priority boxes and envelopes. So expensive pains in the ass. And the guy that works there, who is usually nice, was a total jackass. I know you have to ask if I am sending explosives, perishables or liquids. everything I go in there you ask me. Most times, I answer BEFORE you ask me. But today you had to be a jerk about it. Thank guy, because I was having such a wonderful day.
I get home and the husband is still being a jerk. Wait, lets be fair. The husband and I are not being nice to one another. We are on each others nerves and the slightest thing is a big deal. Both of us are to blame. But this is my blog, dang it. So I am mad at him because he is being a jerk.
We didn't go to the Christmas party. J is antisocial and because of that, the girls missed out. That makes me a little mad. A lot mad. Not a big deal in the grand scheme of things, but I feel like the Christmas spirit is dying here and a little party would have helped. But nope. Maybe next year.
The highlight was my time at the German grocery. I ran in to grab a baguette, and was hoping to get a bottle of gluhwein as well. All they had left was a yucky gluhwein. So I grabbed a couple sodas (in glass bottles), my bread, and a couple other things that caught my eye. I stand in line, the slowest one, of course. As I am putting my purchases on the conveyor belt, you guessed it, I dropped one of the glass soda bottles. It crashed to the floor, glass shatters, soda splashes, everyone turns to look. Yep, that just made my day.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
#15
I am so agitated today.
The husband is on my nerves.
My daughters are driving me crazy.
The dogs are constantly in my way.
Money is tight.
The holidays are not a bright shiny light.
I am just plain agitated.
The husband is on my nerves.
My daughters are driving me crazy.
The dogs are constantly in my way.
Money is tight.
The holidays are not a bright shiny light.
I am just plain agitated.
Monday, December 13, 2010
#14
Today we had our first Santa experience. On post there was a 'Winterfest'. It was inside the gym, with crazy loud music and a bunch of jumpy houses. There was face painting and a clown making balloon animals and such. And Santa.
P and K went into one of the jumpy things adn had a little bit of fun. Then J showed up and we went to see the big guy. I had told the girls we were going to see Santa and take a picture. So for the last 30 minutes they had been talking about him, though they really had no idea who Santa was. We get in line, and were talking about him, letting the girls see him...
Then it was our turn. Yep, you guessed it. They didn't want to sit on his lap. So we have a 'Family Santa' picture. Mommy and Daddy are smiling, and P and K look bored, or scared. And this is the reason we didn't even try Santa pics last year. But Santa gave them candy afterwards. Hey, next year, give the candy first, ok?!
After that funness, the girls each got a balloon flower. When we told them they had to give us their candy so they could hold their flower and our hands, the girls decided they would rather give up their flower! Smart kids.
P and K went into one of the jumpy things adn had a little bit of fun. Then J showed up and we went to see the big guy. I had told the girls we were going to see Santa and take a picture. So for the last 30 minutes they had been talking about him, though they really had no idea who Santa was. We get in line, and were talking about him, letting the girls see him...
Then it was our turn. Yep, you guessed it. They didn't want to sit on his lap. So we have a 'Family Santa' picture. Mommy and Daddy are smiling, and P and K look bored, or scared. And this is the reason we didn't even try Santa pics last year. But Santa gave them candy afterwards. Hey, next year, give the candy first, ok?!
After that funness, the girls each got a balloon flower. When we told them they had to give us their candy so they could hold their flower and our hands, the girls decided they would rather give up their flower! Smart kids.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
#13
Hmm, I guess it's a good thing I am overly superstitious! You know, 13... yeah ok.
Today was just another take it easy Sunday. I went to Mass with the amazing P and K girls. Some Sundays, it is a struggle to get them to behave. Today, thankfully, was not one of those days. They were pretty great. I needed that.
After Mass, I was a total lazy bum. I sat on my couch, then I sat on my couch some more. I relaxed and watched a movie and I didn't even feel guilty. I didn't go to the commissary for groceries. I didn't do laundry. I actually observed 'The Day of Rest'. I needed that, too.
Our five star dinner consisted of pancakes, sausage, and a fruit smoothie. Really, it was even better than it sounds. And, I got to make all this while the kitchen door was shut and my iPod was rocking out. Lovely.
We read bedtime stories, for this awesome book the girls got for their birthday, "365 stories for girls'. Tonight, one that we read was 'The Princess and The Pea'. I gotta say, not a big fan of that story! I never have been. The princess sounds like a snob to me! But, I so enjoyed reading stories with my girls and the husband.
Now I get more lazy time on the couch. With a heating pad. Yeah!
Today was just another take it easy Sunday. I went to Mass with the amazing P and K girls. Some Sundays, it is a struggle to get them to behave. Today, thankfully, was not one of those days. They were pretty great. I needed that.
After Mass, I was a total lazy bum. I sat on my couch, then I sat on my couch some more. I relaxed and watched a movie and I didn't even feel guilty. I didn't go to the commissary for groceries. I didn't do laundry. I actually observed 'The Day of Rest'. I needed that, too.
Our five star dinner consisted of pancakes, sausage, and a fruit smoothie. Really, it was even better than it sounds. And, I got to make all this while the kitchen door was shut and my iPod was rocking out. Lovely.
We read bedtime stories, for this awesome book the girls got for their birthday, "365 stories for girls'. Tonight, one that we read was 'The Princess and The Pea'. I gotta say, not a big fan of that story! I never have been. The princess sounds like a snob to me! But, I so enjoyed reading stories with my girls and the husband.
Now I get more lazy time on the couch. With a heating pad. Yeah!
Saturday, December 11, 2010
#12
I watched Harry Potter!
Yes, I am that excited. I love Harry, he is my buddy. We go way back. I am also in love with Ron, and and falling in love with Fred and George more and more every day.
Ah! Still so excited! And I cannot wait to see the final HP in July!! Not only will I see the gang, but I will also see my bestest friend. My real friend, not a fictional character. I haven't seen M since 2008, and she loves HP as much as I do. So we already have a date - Me, her, and HP. It's going to be great!
The rest of my day? Well, I spent a few million hours driving all over this God-forsaken country trying to find a step stool for my girls. Ok, exaggeration... But I for real couldn't find one. The chicks are too short to climb up to the potty, and too short to wash their own hands in the sink. So I was going to get a cutie girly stool for them for Christmas. Yes, I know. So exciting. But really, they would love it. Too bad, doesn't matter. I for real can't find one. I checked about 6 stores... Ugh.
I tried to stay occupied today, so I didn't get sad. We were supposed to go to Bastogne today for the Battle Of The Bulge anniversary march. But, J had to work last night. So, we didn't get to go and I am super sad. I am going to try to go in the next couple weeks though. I am a history nerd, and I know the battle went on for quite a while. So in 2 weeks it will still be the anniversary!
Oh, and I think I hurt my back, or something... My sciatic nerve is soooo hurting. You know, that sharp pain in your ass, literally. And my leg has been going numb. Too bad my favoorite massage therapists are in Texas and I am here.
Yes, I am that excited. I love Harry, he is my buddy. We go way back. I am also in love with Ron, and and falling in love with Fred and George more and more every day.
Ah! Still so excited! And I cannot wait to see the final HP in July!! Not only will I see the gang, but I will also see my bestest friend. My real friend, not a fictional character. I haven't seen M since 2008, and she loves HP as much as I do. So we already have a date - Me, her, and HP. It's going to be great!
The rest of my day? Well, I spent a few million hours driving all over this God-forsaken country trying to find a step stool for my girls. Ok, exaggeration... But I for real couldn't find one. The chicks are too short to climb up to the potty, and too short to wash their own hands in the sink. So I was going to get a cutie girly stool for them for Christmas. Yes, I know. So exciting. But really, they would love it. Too bad, doesn't matter. I for real can't find one. I checked about 6 stores... Ugh.
I tried to stay occupied today, so I didn't get sad. We were supposed to go to Bastogne today for the Battle Of The Bulge anniversary march. But, J had to work last night. So, we didn't get to go and I am super sad. I am going to try to go in the next couple weeks though. I am a history nerd, and I know the battle went on for quite a while. So in 2 weeks it will still be the anniversary!
Oh, and I think I hurt my back, or something... My sciatic nerve is soooo hurting. You know, that sharp pain in your ass, literally. And my leg has been going numb. Too bad my favoorite massage therapists are in Texas and I am here.
Friday, December 10, 2010
#11
Awe, Christmas!
Tonight, I took P and K to the Christmas play here on post. It was so stinking cute! Think 'A Christmas Carol remix'. Loved it! They all did a great job. Lets face it, P and K are 2, so they didn't get too much out of good ole Charley. But I had a good time, and we all loved the music.
Of course, the husband is at work (CQ). I swear, my husband is always at work late, has CQ, is in the field, is TDY... For you civies out there, those are all just ways of saying he is gone. And that is the story of my life... But like I said, the girls and I had fun. Trying to get out of the house on time was not fun, but the end result was worth it!
Oh, and did I mention the snow? J woke me up at 0630 to tell me 'Hunny, come look outside!' I am not a morning person. I am not a snow person (though I am trying to change that, remember). I get out of my warm and comfy bed. I drag my half asleep butt into the living room. I look out the window.
Holy crap! There has to be a freakin foot of snow! Seriously!
No, there was not a foot of snow, I was reassured. But there was a lot! So my Upstate Yankee was happy, but sad because he would be inside, behind a desk, for the next 24 hrs.
I will now be curling up on my couch with a mug of gluhwein (German spiced wine, served warm) and Harry Potter. J and I are going to see HP7P1 tomorrow, so I am having a marathon tonight and tomorrow morning!
And, in preparation for tomorrow...
GO ARMY!!!!!! BEAT NAVY!!!!!!!!!!
Tonight, I took P and K to the Christmas play here on post. It was so stinking cute! Think 'A Christmas Carol remix'. Loved it! They all did a great job. Lets face it, P and K are 2, so they didn't get too much out of good ole Charley. But I had a good time, and we all loved the music.
Of course, the husband is at work (CQ). I swear, my husband is always at work late, has CQ, is in the field, is TDY... For you civies out there, those are all just ways of saying he is gone. And that is the story of my life... But like I said, the girls and I had fun. Trying to get out of the house on time was not fun, but the end result was worth it!
Oh, and did I mention the snow? J woke me up at 0630 to tell me 'Hunny, come look outside!' I am not a morning person. I am not a snow person (though I am trying to change that, remember). I get out of my warm and comfy bed. I drag my half asleep butt into the living room. I look out the window.
Holy crap! There has to be a freakin foot of snow! Seriously!
No, there was not a foot of snow, I was reassured. But there was a lot! So my Upstate Yankee was happy, but sad because he would be inside, behind a desk, for the next 24 hrs.
I will now be curling up on my couch with a mug of gluhwein (German spiced wine, served warm) and Harry Potter. J and I are going to see HP7P1 tomorrow, so I am having a marathon tonight and tomorrow morning!
And, in preparation for tomorrow...
GO ARMY!!!!!! BEAT NAVY!!!!!!!!!!
Thursday, December 9, 2010
#10
I made Hummus!
I am not a huge fan of hummus, but I like it. And tonight I loved it, because I have made it myself! And let me tell you, so completely cheap to make. Also, I made peppermint bark! Again, super cheap and it tasted so yummy because I made it myself.
Both of these were spur of the moment things. I have been trying to plan out my menu for the week, and shop accordingly - only buying things we need, and using a lot of things that are already on hand. Well, I had everything for hummus and peppermint bark already in the house, so they were a fun and easy addition.
No, that is not what we had for dinner! Dinner was turkey smoked sausage, sauted with zuccini and bell pepper, served with french bread. Super easy, super yummy, really just a good basic dinner.
But yeah, I am quite happy with myself. And my kitchen is clean!
Spent time at playgroup and the grocery store. Other than that, my day was just another day. While I was cleaning, I was rocking out to my iPod. I am not an amazing singer, I do not suffer from that illusion. But I don't think I am horrible. And I love to sing. So while I was sweeping and cooking and cleaning, I was singing my heart out. Me and Bobby McGee, American Honey, Vindicated... Whatever shuffle threw at me, I was dancing and singing to. It felt good.
I am not a huge fan of hummus, but I like it. And tonight I loved it, because I have made it myself! And let me tell you, so completely cheap to make. Also, I made peppermint bark! Again, super cheap and it tasted so yummy because I made it myself.
Both of these were spur of the moment things. I have been trying to plan out my menu for the week, and shop accordingly - only buying things we need, and using a lot of things that are already on hand. Well, I had everything for hummus and peppermint bark already in the house, so they were a fun and easy addition.
No, that is not what we had for dinner! Dinner was turkey smoked sausage, sauted with zuccini and bell pepper, served with french bread. Super easy, super yummy, really just a good basic dinner.
But yeah, I am quite happy with myself. And my kitchen is clean!
Spent time at playgroup and the grocery store. Other than that, my day was just another day. While I was cleaning, I was rocking out to my iPod. I am not an amazing singer, I do not suffer from that illusion. But I don't think I am horrible. And I love to sing. So while I was sweeping and cooking and cleaning, I was singing my heart out. Me and Bobby McGee, American Honey, Vindicated... Whatever shuffle threw at me, I was dancing and singing to. It felt good.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
#9
On Wednesday morning, I find myself surrounded by amazing women that lift my spirits. They share their lives with me. And together we share our love for God. PWOC (Protestant Women of the Chapel) Wednesdays are so special to me.
This week, I felt so complete to be there. The last month has been crazy; either we did not have a meeting, or we did meet but I stayed home with sick kids. So this morning felt like a return after a long absence. And it felt good.
The chapel was decorated for Christmas. The alter was sporting the beautiful purple of Advent. Praise and Worship was one Christmas song after another. I had time to chat with friends. Then we dug into our current study and the Word. I love this time.
And yes, I am aware of how weird it is. I love my Protestant bible study, and I love my Catholic faith. The two are not that different! But I guess I should tell you how this all came about...
When I moved to Germany, I was in a real funk. I had a pretty hard time adjusting to life in a foreign country, and the idea of being a mother (I was 8 weeks pregnant with twins when I moved here, though I didn't find out until I was here.). Then, a spouse of a soldier in J's platoon invited me to PWOC. She said religion didn't matter, just come check it out. I did, and I fell in love. Ok, not right away. It took me a while to get comfortable around the women, and around the bible study. But I did, and when I moved to another post in Germany, I jumped right into that PWOC.
Yes, there is a Catholic women's bible study on post. But I do not attend it because they do not offer childcare. My daughters are with me during Mass on Sunday mornings, so I feel that I need time for 'me and God' and PWOC is that time.
So that was my morning. A typical Wednesday morning in my life. The afternoon was quite typical as well. I went home, ate lunch, put the girls down for their nap. While they slept I tried to accomplish something. And when they woke up, my patience and sense of peace were short-lived. I lost my temper all to quickly and didn't hold that feeling of love as long as I hoped...
Tomorrow I will try to do better... Again...
This week, I felt so complete to be there. The last month has been crazy; either we did not have a meeting, or we did meet but I stayed home with sick kids. So this morning felt like a return after a long absence. And it felt good.
The chapel was decorated for Christmas. The alter was sporting the beautiful purple of Advent. Praise and Worship was one Christmas song after another. I had time to chat with friends. Then we dug into our current study and the Word. I love this time.
And yes, I am aware of how weird it is. I love my Protestant bible study, and I love my Catholic faith. The two are not that different! But I guess I should tell you how this all came about...
When I moved to Germany, I was in a real funk. I had a pretty hard time adjusting to life in a foreign country, and the idea of being a mother (I was 8 weeks pregnant with twins when I moved here, though I didn't find out until I was here.). Then, a spouse of a soldier in J's platoon invited me to PWOC. She said religion didn't matter, just come check it out. I did, and I fell in love. Ok, not right away. It took me a while to get comfortable around the women, and around the bible study. But I did, and when I moved to another post in Germany, I jumped right into that PWOC.
Yes, there is a Catholic women's bible study on post. But I do not attend it because they do not offer childcare. My daughters are with me during Mass on Sunday mornings, so I feel that I need time for 'me and God' and PWOC is that time.
So that was my morning. A typical Wednesday morning in my life. The afternoon was quite typical as well. I went home, ate lunch, put the girls down for their nap. While they slept I tried to accomplish something. And when they woke up, my patience and sense of peace were short-lived. I lost my temper all to quickly and didn't hold that feeling of love as long as I hoped...
Tomorrow I will try to do better... Again...
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
#8
"December 7, 1941 - a day which will live in infamy - the United States of America and suddenly and deliberately attacked by naval and air forces of the Empire of Japan." FDR said this on Dec 8, 1941.
69 years ago on that fateful day, on a clear morning, 2,335 servicemen took their last breaths. 2,335 men paid the ultimate price for our freedom.
I remember learning about Pearl Harbor and thinking, "Wow, wouldn't that have been something? To be there and to see what had happened..." I thought that there was nothing in my time that would be as defining a moment as Dec 7. Just saying that date could bring up images of the day, for people that have lived it.
Then, my generation had it's 'infamy' date, and I had a whole different view. I changed my mind, I didn't want a date to forever after churn up images. I guess that is how so many people have felt about this date for the past 69 years. The 2,335 families that didn't get to say goodbye to their soldier or sailor could probably do without the mental image of the Japanese attack that day...
And that is what is rubbing me the wrong way today. People are forgetting. People no longer hear December 7th and think of a peaceful morning in Hawaii that turned into Hell. People just think of it as another shopping day in December. Come on! You cannot take a few minutes out of your day to say a prayer for the men that never left the island, that never left their ship?? Well, I guess you can't if you don't know what happened that day. Do teachers no longer talk about this day to their students? Do people no longer feel it is a significant day for our country??
I do.
It's no secret, I am a patriot. I believe my country is the greatest in the world. I love my military like there is no tomorrow; for so many of my military family, there really is no tomorrow. I am also a nerd that loves history. I love to learn about the things my country has had to endure, the things we have done for ourselves, and the things we have done for others. So maybe that all adds up to a girl that will not let this day become something less than it should be.
My day? It was just another day. I took my girls to playmorning where I had a chance to chat with some friends. I did laundry, read a book, played with my girls and husband. Nothing spectacular.
But it was a day I got to share with my soldier and my daughters. That makes it a good day. It was also a day I got to educate my girls. Yes, my two year old daughters got a mini history lesson, including FDR's speech to Congress. That is my insurance that someone will honor this day.
69 years ago on that fateful day, on a clear morning, 2,335 servicemen took their last breaths. 2,335 men paid the ultimate price for our freedom.
I remember learning about Pearl Harbor and thinking, "Wow, wouldn't that have been something? To be there and to see what had happened..." I thought that there was nothing in my time that would be as defining a moment as Dec 7. Just saying that date could bring up images of the day, for people that have lived it.
Then, my generation had it's 'infamy' date, and I had a whole different view. I changed my mind, I didn't want a date to forever after churn up images. I guess that is how so many people have felt about this date for the past 69 years. The 2,335 families that didn't get to say goodbye to their soldier or sailor could probably do without the mental image of the Japanese attack that day...
And that is what is rubbing me the wrong way today. People are forgetting. People no longer hear December 7th and think of a peaceful morning in Hawaii that turned into Hell. People just think of it as another shopping day in December. Come on! You cannot take a few minutes out of your day to say a prayer for the men that never left the island, that never left their ship?? Well, I guess you can't if you don't know what happened that day. Do teachers no longer talk about this day to their students? Do people no longer feel it is a significant day for our country??
I do.
It's no secret, I am a patriot. I believe my country is the greatest in the world. I love my military like there is no tomorrow; for so many of my military family, there really is no tomorrow. I am also a nerd that loves history. I love to learn about the things my country has had to endure, the things we have done for ourselves, and the things we have done for others. So maybe that all adds up to a girl that will not let this day become something less than it should be.
My day? It was just another day. I took my girls to playmorning where I had a chance to chat with some friends. I did laundry, read a book, played with my girls and husband. Nothing spectacular.
But it was a day I got to share with my soldier and my daughters. That makes it a good day. It was also a day I got to educate my girls. Yes, my two year old daughters got a mini history lesson, including FDR's speech to Congress. That is my insurance that someone will honor this day.
Monday, December 6, 2010
#7
Today didn't feel like a Monday at all. The husband was home, which always throws me off! But it worked out wonderfully. I had a Christmas party to attend, one that I was happy to go to. I am on the board for my bible study, PWOC (Protestant Women of the Chapel- yes, the Catholic girl goes to a Protestant bible study...) and our lovely president invited us to her home to have a relaxing Christmas get together. So P and K had some more time with Daddy this weekend.
The party was nice. It was a few friends who just happen to be be pretty great. We got to relax and chat and exchange white elephant gifts. Some of them were pretty unique, and I will leave it at that!
I also got a chance to go to the library by myself! I love that place, as do my girls. We go there and they get to pick out books and it is fun. But when I take them with me, I end up getting weird books. Sometimes they are good, more often they are not. So when the opportunity presented itself, I all but ran to the library and spent almost an hour there! Yay! I now have four books that I cannot wait to read and a few documentaries to watch.
One thing I got was a History Channel episode about the Statue of Liberty. I am such a nerd, I know. But I was so excited to watch it that the husband and I turned it on as soon as the girls went to bed. The production quality and the narrator left a lot to be desired. But the facts were the facts, which is all that matters. I love to learn about my country. Learning more about such an inspiring image of my country was fun. And I gotta say, it left me with a feeling of pride. As the credits began to roll, and a patriotic song began to play, I felt that feeling in my soul that I am blessed to be an American...
One more great thing about today before I sign off - My dad is awesome! He sent me a bday card and a one pound bag of Red Vines!!! I love Red Vines and cannot get them here in Germany. And for those that think Red Vines and Twislers are the same thing, you are absolutely mad. And so clearly not from California (where red Vines are made!). So my dad rocks today.
The party was nice. It was a few friends who just happen to be be pretty great. We got to relax and chat and exchange white elephant gifts. Some of them were pretty unique, and I will leave it at that!
I also got a chance to go to the library by myself! I love that place, as do my girls. We go there and they get to pick out books and it is fun. But when I take them with me, I end up getting weird books. Sometimes they are good, more often they are not. So when the opportunity presented itself, I all but ran to the library and spent almost an hour there! Yay! I now have four books that I cannot wait to read and a few documentaries to watch.
One thing I got was a History Channel episode about the Statue of Liberty. I am such a nerd, I know. But I was so excited to watch it that the husband and I turned it on as soon as the girls went to bed. The production quality and the narrator left a lot to be desired. But the facts were the facts, which is all that matters. I love to learn about my country. Learning more about such an inspiring image of my country was fun. And I gotta say, it left me with a feeling of pride. As the credits began to roll, and a patriotic song began to play, I felt that feeling in my soul that I am blessed to be an American...
One more great thing about today before I sign off - My dad is awesome! He sent me a bday card and a one pound bag of Red Vines!!! I love Red Vines and cannot get them here in Germany. And for those that think Red Vines and Twislers are the same thing, you are absolutely mad. And so clearly not from California (where red Vines are made!). So my dad rocks today.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
#6
And, I am back home.
Poland was so much fun! Ok, really SHOPPING in Poland was so much fun! I didn't really see anything Polish but the pottery. And you know, I am ok with that. That was exactly what I wanted this trip to be. Shopping, Polish food and a Polish beer. Check, check, and check.
So I am so in love with the zloty (their currency). I bought sooooooo much and didn't spend that much at all. Really, I got 7 coffee mugs, 4 regular sized bowls, a teapot, 2 square serving dishes (prob about 8 in) a HUGE bowl, a covered casserole dish, a big bowl with handles, and a couple other serving dishes. I also got a couple little Christmas gifts for friends, and the mom and MIL a gift. Oh yeah, and I got both of my girls a mini tea set! I found that at the last store and fell in love. J wants to put them up though, so the girls can have them when they are older and not break them all...
But yeah, I got ALL that and spent way less than 200 Euro!! How amazing is that! It is the real deal, Polish pottery made, painted, and bought in Poland. It is not crappy looking or anything. It is so great. And I got a ton of different patterns. I didn't want it all to be matchy-matchy. It is funky and fun and can you tell I am in love?!
When I got home, I unwrapped everything and let J and the girls look. J was really impressed and liked everything. His fav piece was something I almost didn't get! It was the very traditional style, with the spots... I figured I should get one piece that was traditional. And of course that was his fav. Worked out great, huh?
When I got home, the girls were pretty happy to see me, which made me feel good. We got to talk and cuddle and be together. Happy mommy. After dinner, I made 'mexican hot chocolate' with mexican chocolate that my awesome mommy mailed to me a few weeks ago. The girls loved it, and I got to use one of my new mugs! Win, win.
The weekend has been awesome. I am so thankful that I have 1) a great husband who agreed to the trip and watched the girls, 2) an amazing friend who traveled and shopped with me, and 3) the monetary and physical ability to take this trip.
Poland was so much fun! Ok, really SHOPPING in Poland was so much fun! I didn't really see anything Polish but the pottery. And you know, I am ok with that. That was exactly what I wanted this trip to be. Shopping, Polish food and a Polish beer. Check, check, and check.
So I am so in love with the zloty (their currency). I bought sooooooo much and didn't spend that much at all. Really, I got 7 coffee mugs, 4 regular sized bowls, a teapot, 2 square serving dishes (prob about 8 in) a HUGE bowl, a covered casserole dish, a big bowl with handles, and a couple other serving dishes. I also got a couple little Christmas gifts for friends, and the mom and MIL a gift. Oh yeah, and I got both of my girls a mini tea set! I found that at the last store and fell in love. J wants to put them up though, so the girls can have them when they are older and not break them all...
But yeah, I got ALL that and spent way less than 200 Euro!! How amazing is that! It is the real deal, Polish pottery made, painted, and bought in Poland. It is not crappy looking or anything. It is so great. And I got a ton of different patterns. I didn't want it all to be matchy-matchy. It is funky and fun and can you tell I am in love?!
When I got home, I unwrapped everything and let J and the girls look. J was really impressed and liked everything. His fav piece was something I almost didn't get! It was the very traditional style, with the spots... I figured I should get one piece that was traditional. And of course that was his fav. Worked out great, huh?
When I got home, the girls were pretty happy to see me, which made me feel good. We got to talk and cuddle and be together. Happy mommy. After dinner, I made 'mexican hot chocolate' with mexican chocolate that my awesome mommy mailed to me a few weeks ago. The girls loved it, and I got to use one of my new mugs! Win, win.
The weekend has been awesome. I am so thankful that I have 1) a great husband who agreed to the trip and watched the girls, 2) an amazing friend who traveled and shopped with me, and 3) the monetary and physical ability to take this trip.
#5 (12/4/10)
(((I wrote this on Dec 4 about Dec 4, and am just posting it a day late since I didn't have a computer last night)))
I am in Poland!
The place we are staying at is so cute- a refurbished barn owned by a couple of Brits. Loving it!
Let me back up! I have been awake for way too long. We got on the road at 0630, and it was 17 degrees. Cold. The drive was not bad at all, and the company was great. P is such an amazing woman, so it was great to have so much time to talk.
We got to Boleslawiec around noon and headed straight to the shops. We went to three different 'skleps' (shops in polish) and found some really great stuff. I am a huge cheap-o but was able to let mysekf buy without looking at the prices. And I still spent less than I thought I would!
It was getting way past lunchtime and we were starving. So we picked a restuarant and went it. Ohmygoodness! It was so awesome! It was cute and comfy. I loved the waitress' uniforms - white cardigans with a cute apron/skirt. And the food! Beef with gravy, fried potatoes, and a local polish beer. Simple enough, right? It was one of the best meals ever, the beer was great, and it was super cheap!
After eating we finally found our hotel, checked in, and then headed out for some more shopping. At store #4 I bought more stuff and spent a good chunk of Euro! But the stuff is just so pretty... :)
It was dark and cold so we headed back to ouur hotel where we are a lovely dinner and got to chat some more - that is all we have been doing all day. It has been great!
At the first store, I fell in love with these cute teapots. But I didn't get one, because I figured i would find some at another place and I didn't want to buy a ton of stuff at the first store... Well, I didn't find another one that I loved as much. So tomorrow the mission is to find a teapot!
J, P, and K are doing fine without me. It is crazy how much I miss my baby girls when I am away... But I am so thankful I have had this experience.
Poland is different. A few times today I felt like I was on the set of a Cold War movie! The buildings, cars, people... That is the best way for me to describe it. The people seem pretty friendly overall. This place seems to be a poor state, and in someplaces downright ghetto! The Russian influence is interesting to see...
Ok, eyelids are getting heavy. I will be writing more about Poland tomorrow, as I experience more. But let me tell you, this has been a great day!
I am in Poland!
The place we are staying at is so cute- a refurbished barn owned by a couple of Brits. Loving it!
Let me back up! I have been awake for way too long. We got on the road at 0630, and it was 17 degrees. Cold. The drive was not bad at all, and the company was great. P is such an amazing woman, so it was great to have so much time to talk.
We got to Boleslawiec around noon and headed straight to the shops. We went to three different 'skleps' (shops in polish) and found some really great stuff. I am a huge cheap-o but was able to let mysekf buy without looking at the prices. And I still spent less than I thought I would!
It was getting way past lunchtime and we were starving. So we picked a restuarant and went it. Ohmygoodness! It was so awesome! It was cute and comfy. I loved the waitress' uniforms - white cardigans with a cute apron/skirt. And the food! Beef with gravy, fried potatoes, and a local polish beer. Simple enough, right? It was one of the best meals ever, the beer was great, and it was super cheap!
After eating we finally found our hotel, checked in, and then headed out for some more shopping. At store #4 I bought more stuff and spent a good chunk of Euro! But the stuff is just so pretty... :)
It was dark and cold so we headed back to ouur hotel where we are a lovely dinner and got to chat some more - that is all we have been doing all day. It has been great!
At the first store, I fell in love with these cute teapots. But I didn't get one, because I figured i would find some at another place and I didn't want to buy a ton of stuff at the first store... Well, I didn't find another one that I loved as much. So tomorrow the mission is to find a teapot!
J, P, and K are doing fine without me. It is crazy how much I miss my baby girls when I am away... But I am so thankful I have had this experience.
Poland is different. A few times today I felt like I was on the set of a Cold War movie! The buildings, cars, people... That is the best way for me to describe it. The people seem pretty friendly overall. This place seems to be a poor state, and in someplaces downright ghetto! The Russian influence is interesting to see...
Ok, eyelids are getting heavy. I will be writing more about Poland tomorrow, as I experience more. But let me tell you, this has been a great day!
Friday, December 3, 2010
#4
"This is how we do it, it's Friday night and I feel alright. The party's here on the West side..."
Oh, memories... :)
Tonight was J's company's 'adult' Christmas party. We had planned on skipping it and just attending the family party. Well, surprise surprise. J came home from work yesterday and told me it was mandatory for him to attend. If I was going to go, I needed to find a babysitter. So I asked a couple friends, but with the late notice and it being a Friday night!! People were busy. But, I was not off the hook that easy. J found out there would be childcare at the function. Ok, lets get pretty then.
Somehow, my husband's 'nice pants and shoes' are nowhere to be found... I swear, he used to have slacks. And I swear he does not come home without pants. Yet, we found ourselves at the PX 90 minutes before the party started, buying pants. And he somehow ended up with pleated pants. Really, J???
Rush home, throw on 'pretty' clothes, attempt to do make-up while P and K run around the house, make PB & J's for the girls, cut up an apple, find the elusive cups, search for keys, get in the car.
We get there, and cannot find the 'childcare that will be provided'. There was about 10 kids there, and no one to watch them. Fun for us. After sitting around and doing nothing for a while, the appetizers were put out. Not even 5 minutes later, the buffet dinner was put out. And all that food was gone before most people had a chance to get some. Seriously, I got some grapes and a couple cheese cubes. Classy. I'm starving.
As I am giving my husband 'the eye' (as in, 'the I am ready to leave and if you don't chug that beer you will be leaving it behind eye'), a friend asks, "Can the guys go out tonight?" Really????? I have two kids that will need help getting out of the car and in the house. My feet hurt. I wanted to actually spend time with my husband before I leave for two days (more on that in a sec). And the real reason I wanted to kick him... We are trying to save money, damn it!! But yes, he went out and I am here in front of the computer. Ugh. Great night!
OK, so tomorrow, I will be going to Poland. Yay!! This weekend was supposed to be my birthday present to myself. A friend and I will be driving about 4.5 hrs to this cool town, shopping, eating, and thats about it! We are going to stay the night, wake up Sunday, and possibly shop some more?! Who knows. Either way, we will be home some time on Sunday. I have jokingly said that I really don't care about Poland at all for this trip, I just care about the pottery. Which is so funny because that is not really me... But for this weekend, it is.
Tomorrow night I will not be posting about my day. I will write about my day though, and post it on Sunday.
Now I am going to find some food. Goodnight, all.
Oh, memories... :)
Tonight was J's company's 'adult' Christmas party. We had planned on skipping it and just attending the family party. Well, surprise surprise. J came home from work yesterday and told me it was mandatory for him to attend. If I was going to go, I needed to find a babysitter. So I asked a couple friends, but with the late notice and it being a Friday night!! People were busy. But, I was not off the hook that easy. J found out there would be childcare at the function. Ok, lets get pretty then.
Somehow, my husband's 'nice pants and shoes' are nowhere to be found... I swear, he used to have slacks. And I swear he does not come home without pants. Yet, we found ourselves at the PX 90 minutes before the party started, buying pants. And he somehow ended up with pleated pants. Really, J???
Rush home, throw on 'pretty' clothes, attempt to do make-up while P and K run around the house, make PB & J's for the girls, cut up an apple, find the elusive cups, search for keys, get in the car.
We get there, and cannot find the 'childcare that will be provided'. There was about 10 kids there, and no one to watch them. Fun for us. After sitting around and doing nothing for a while, the appetizers were put out. Not even 5 minutes later, the buffet dinner was put out. And all that food was gone before most people had a chance to get some. Seriously, I got some grapes and a couple cheese cubes. Classy. I'm starving.
As I am giving my husband 'the eye' (as in, 'the I am ready to leave and if you don't chug that beer you will be leaving it behind eye'), a friend asks, "Can the guys go out tonight?" Really????? I have two kids that will need help getting out of the car and in the house. My feet hurt. I wanted to actually spend time with my husband before I leave for two days (more on that in a sec). And the real reason I wanted to kick him... We are trying to save money, damn it!! But yes, he went out and I am here in front of the computer. Ugh. Great night!
OK, so tomorrow, I will be going to Poland. Yay!! This weekend was supposed to be my birthday present to myself. A friend and I will be driving about 4.5 hrs to this cool town, shopping, eating, and thats about it! We are going to stay the night, wake up Sunday, and possibly shop some more?! Who knows. Either way, we will be home some time on Sunday. I have jokingly said that I really don't care about Poland at all for this trip, I just care about the pottery. Which is so funny because that is not really me... But for this weekend, it is.
Tomorrow night I will not be posting about my day. I will write about my day though, and post it on Sunday.
Now I am going to find some food. Goodnight, all.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
#3
K sounds horrible still. After breakfast, J was trying to teach her how to clear her throat. Did you know how hard it is to teach a two year old that little trick?! Well, it's hard.
We had a WIC appointment. I love WIC. Really, who doesn't love free food? Especially when your husband is a soldier and might as well get paid in pennies... The thing I don't love about WIC is the way they tell me that my daughter is too short, and she weighs too much for her height. Seriously, not cool.
Following that funness, we went to the commisary. Because I love torture. I all but sprinted up and down the necessary isles to get my milk, cheese, juice, etc and then got back in the car and drove home. All through this K was coughing and whining for Daddy. And it was snowing.
The highlight of 'Day 3' was my dinner. I made Chili and cornbread. MMM! It was soooo good! I don't know why, but my chili was per-fect tonight! Sadly, I am already looking forward to the leftovers for lunch tomorrow.
Don't you wish your life was as exciting as mine?!
We had a WIC appointment. I love WIC. Really, who doesn't love free food? Especially when your husband is a soldier and might as well get paid in pennies... The thing I don't love about WIC is the way they tell me that my daughter is too short, and she weighs too much for her height. Seriously, not cool.
Following that funness, we went to the commisary. Because I love torture. I all but sprinted up and down the necessary isles to get my milk, cheese, juice, etc and then got back in the car and drove home. All through this K was coughing and whining for Daddy. And it was snowing.
The highlight of 'Day 3' was my dinner. I made Chili and cornbread. MMM! It was soooo good! I don't know why, but my chili was per-fect tonight! Sadly, I am already looking forward to the leftovers for lunch tomorrow.
Don't you wish your life was as exciting as mine?!
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
#2
Last night before bed, I ran some hot water to do something. But the water never got hot. It never got warm. This morning, it still wouldn't get warm. Of course, the day my water heater messes up is also the day that my husband's plt sgt drops by to do an 'inspection'. Honestly, for us that means he comes in and we talk about our tv shows for a few minutes. But it would have been nice to be able to shower before that, right? Two calls to DPW and 6.5 hrs later, I had hot water once again.
The chicks are still sick. K is still sporting an impressive fever and she sounds so pathetic. At bedtime (a few minutes ago) she was reading 103 degrees. That does not make me a happy mommy. P is getting back to normal in the attitude dept! But she still has that nasty cough... Hopefully all will be well soon...
The snow is really coming down today. I am not a fan of the snow. I am not a fan of the cold. But I am sincerely trying to have a better attitude about the two. God is in control of the weather, and I am sure He has his reasons for covering my German town in that crazy white powder. I guess it is a 'need to know' thing! So I will just try to appreciate the beauty of it all. And pray I do not get snowed in with a terribly sick child!
The chicks are still sick. K is still sporting an impressive fever and she sounds so pathetic. At bedtime (a few minutes ago) she was reading 103 degrees. That does not make me a happy mommy. P is getting back to normal in the attitude dept! But she still has that nasty cough... Hopefully all will be well soon...
The snow is really coming down today. I am not a fan of the snow. I am not a fan of the cold. But I am sincerely trying to have a better attitude about the two. God is in control of the weather, and I am sure He has his reasons for covering my German town in that crazy white powder. I guess it is a 'need to know' thing! So I will just try to appreciate the beauty of it all. And pray I do not get snowed in with a terribly sick child!
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
#1
Happy birthday to me!
Now can this day be over?
This morning was spent at the clinic with P and K. Last night it sounded like there were a couple seals in my house. They sound that bad. Those seals were showing off with impressive fevers. I don't have sick kids. Really, I don't. Two months ago they had no idea what the 'pink stuff' was. But, for the last two months we have considered renting our own exam room. The last two months we have been living on amoxicillin. Today they were 'diagnosed' with a nasty virus. So yay, no meds. But boo, we have to wait for it to clear up on its own - which might possibly take for-ev-er.
So Sicker Sickly 1 and 2 didn't take a nap. Instead they coughed and sneezed and cried. Then they spent the afternoon being the crankiest kids on the planet. So I didn't get time to do the laundry and dishes and sweeping and blah blah blah.
Not to be a total Debbie Downer... I have some pretty awesome friends. Besides the 54295734958q3458 Facebook birthday wishes, I got the cutest e-card from one of my oldest and bestest friends. Another bestest friend sent me these yummy Scentsy things, love her and love the gifts. And J (the husband) made me a yummy cake on Sunday. Good thing he thought ahead to make it on Sunday since he didn't get home until 1900! Oh, and the gate guard told me Happy Birthday! Sometimes the gate guards here can be real abrasive. So for the old guy to notice it was my birthday and to wish me a happy one was pretty cool!
The husband just got home a few minutes ago and the girls are going to bed in a few minutes. I will be heating up a mug of gluhwein and finally getting time to relax. The laundy and dishes and blah can just stay undone until tomorrow.
Now can this day be over?
This morning was spent at the clinic with P and K. Last night it sounded like there were a couple seals in my house. They sound that bad. Those seals were showing off with impressive fevers. I don't have sick kids. Really, I don't. Two months ago they had no idea what the 'pink stuff' was. But, for the last two months we have considered renting our own exam room. The last two months we have been living on amoxicillin. Today they were 'diagnosed' with a nasty virus. So yay, no meds. But boo, we have to wait for it to clear up on its own - which might possibly take for-ev-er.
So Sicker Sickly 1 and 2 didn't take a nap. Instead they coughed and sneezed and cried. Then they spent the afternoon being the crankiest kids on the planet. So I didn't get time to do the laundry and dishes and sweeping and blah blah blah.
Not to be a total Debbie Downer... I have some pretty awesome friends. Besides the 54295734958q3458 Facebook birthday wishes, I got the cutest e-card from one of my oldest and bestest friends. Another bestest friend sent me these yummy Scentsy things, love her and love the gifts. And J (the husband) made me a yummy cake on Sunday. Good thing he thought ahead to make it on Sunday since he didn't get home until 1900! Oh, and the gate guard told me Happy Birthday! Sometimes the gate guards here can be real abrasive. So for the old guy to notice it was my birthday and to wish me a happy one was pretty cool!
The husband just got home a few minutes ago and the girls are going to bed in a few minutes. I will be heating up a mug of gluhwein and finally getting time to relax. The laundy and dishes and blah can just stay undone until tomorrow.
Friday, November 26, 2010
T-4 Days (intro)
I am not going to cheat and use up Day One on introductions. Day One will be mi vida loca in all it's glory. So lets start with the basics.
Hi, my name is Holly. I am J's wife and P and K's mom. I am an All-American girl that currently lives in Germany. The husband is a soldier and the daughters are twins; those two things add whole new levels of crazy in my life. I am a stay at home mom and most days I love that. The dogs of the house are Oz and Max. They are...well, they are special. Max is a momma's boy and Oz would be willing to eat me if I didn't feed him. They both weigh in around 90-ish lbs and are 8 years old. Yeah.
I love my life most days; everything I have/am is because of God. I don't say that to sound corny or flash my faith. I say that because I truly believe it. I don't know where I would be if I didn't have Jesus in my life. I am one of those 'crazy Catholics' and I love it.
But what you really want to know...The reason for this craziness? Well, I dream about being a writer when I grow up. Lately, though, I am having issues with the creativity. I blame it on the children. So this will at least get me writing every day. Also, I am starting this blog on my 24th birthday. The 25th year of my life on this earth will be documented right here. In the next year I will be moving across the ocean (back to my homeland, yeah!). I will be raising my two-year-old daughters. I will be experience my sixth wedding anniversary and everything that goes along with being married for six years to a soldier. I hope I will grow as a person, mother, wife, Christian... We shall see about that together!
I can't promise it will always be funny, or serious, or intellectual. Heck, I can't even promise that I will follow through with this for a whole year! But I will try, damn it.
The next time I see you we will be starting this crazy project. It all starts on Tuesday, November 30th. See you all then.
Hi, my name is Holly. I am J's wife and P and K's mom. I am an All-American girl that currently lives in Germany. The husband is a soldier and the daughters are twins; those two things add whole new levels of crazy in my life. I am a stay at home mom and most days I love that. The dogs of the house are Oz and Max. They are...well, they are special. Max is a momma's boy and Oz would be willing to eat me if I didn't feed him. They both weigh in around 90-ish lbs and are 8 years old. Yeah.
I love my life most days; everything I have/am is because of God. I don't say that to sound corny or flash my faith. I say that because I truly believe it. I don't know where I would be if I didn't have Jesus in my life. I am one of those 'crazy Catholics' and I love it.
But what you really want to know...The reason for this craziness? Well, I dream about being a writer when I grow up. Lately, though, I am having issues with the creativity. I blame it on the children. So this will at least get me writing every day. Also, I am starting this blog on my 24th birthday. The 25th year of my life on this earth will be documented right here. In the next year I will be moving across the ocean (back to my homeland, yeah!). I will be raising my two-year-old daughters. I will be experience my sixth wedding anniversary and everything that goes along with being married for six years to a soldier. I hope I will grow as a person, mother, wife, Christian... We shall see about that together!
I can't promise it will always be funny, or serious, or intellectual. Heck, I can't even promise that I will follow through with this for a whole year! But I will try, damn it.
The next time I see you we will be starting this crazy project. It all starts on Tuesday, November 30th. See you all then.
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