Monday, February 21, 2011

Something to crow about...

At last! Something worth putting down in.... uh, cyberspace. My niece is the TN State Wrestling Champion in the 105lb weight class!!! She rocks! I was told she pinned the first girl in 34 seconds and the second girl in 41 seconds. Yeah, she's got superpowers.

Valentine's Day was nice. Even though Bruce and I weren't together, it was still pretty romantic. He manages to pull all this off from so many miles away, too. Roses, which are still beautiful a week later, a gift certificate for a massage, and even one more package is on it's way. He said he mailed it a week and a half ago so it's got to be here any day now.

I've started a new list of things to do. My projects this week are: Start on the passports (mine is a hassle) and go by the education center on base. Going out with Alyssa lately has been a challenge, though. I can now completely understand what my brother meant when he said he didn't take the kids out til they were about 8. Makes sense to me now. Y'see... I like to avoid drama... oh yes, it's true... I'm not real big on any loud scenes in public. I can't say the same for Alyssa, though. She's been acting like a real drama queen. She actually got the best of me the other day. To put it simply... I was defeated by a two year old. Reduced to tears. After ten hours of tantrums, fits, moods, frustrations, tears, and pouty lips I was crying on Skype to my husband that "She's just SO MEAN TO ME" sob, sob, sob. And I know in all reality this will never completely stop. Girls, by nature, give their mothers hell. Oh, and there was also the phone call to my mom that same day with more sobbing "I JUST WISH you lived here so I could JUST LEAVE her with you for a few hours" followed by more sobbing. I only admit to this defeat because I swear it'll never happen again. Mark my words. Seriously. I mean it. I'll be tougher next time. I am a smart and edu-ma-cated woman! Surely I can outsmart a two year old?

Friday, February 4, 2011

Two months down

With only 10 months to go, I think this thing is gonna be easy!.... Not.

Obviously, I haven't been posting in the last few days. I just don't have the heart to try to be funny, witty, or  even attempt to put interesting thoughts together. I'll be ok, though. My poor little heart is just sad.

I have been keeping busy, though. I've just finished reading Twilight, which seemed to get better and better which each page I turned. I didn't really expect to like it that much, but by the end of the book I was hooked. My girlfriend, Heather, loaned the book to me, and I can't wait to start the next one.

Kimberly and I have started a book club. It's just me and her right now, but I have a feeling all the cool people will ended up wanting to be part of our "club". Our first book that we're going to discuss is Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother. I read a review about it in Town & Country and it seems it will be interesting.

One fun thing that I've done in the last week was my bedroom. I ordered a new comforter and bought some really great pillows and sheets at Ross. I lucked out with the sheets, too. I had found some sheets that would have looked great with the set, but they weren't in stock. So, I went up to Ross to find some high thread count sheets, and LOW AND BEHOLD.... they had the sheets!!! One set. Size Queen. AND, they were $20 cheaper than online! It was one of those moments that I couldn't believe my luck.


After it was all washed, ironed and put together, I think the final product looks good. It only took two hours to iron all that! At least I managed to do it without burning myself, lol...

Alyssa had her speech evaluation. I really liked the doctor that we saw, too. She was great with Alyssa and didn't make me feel like I'm a bad parent.... lots of Dr.'s manage to do this, y'know. So, anyhoo... we'll be going back next week. She said there was a small delay, but nothing to worry about. I think she's right, too. When we were in Ross the other day, Alyssa got frustrated and actually said "Look at da baby!" That was music to my ears. I'm noticing more and more words in her vocabulary each and every day.

No big plans for this weekend. Kimberly was supposed to visit, but now she has to work, so we rescheduled the visit in a couple of weeks. Heather's coming over tonight with wine. It will be a good girl's night, I just know it.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

You probably think this blog is about you...

On a good day, of which I discovered I have had more than my fair share, I don't fall into other people's drama. Their problems are not my problems, and I can't put a cape on and rescue them, so their drama stays somewhat distant to me. Not that I'm not empathetic to a person's situation or plight, but I just can't help them other than to listen. Lately, though, I realize I have surpassed my capacity for being the "sounding board" for anyone. I've discovered that some people can really be so self-absorbed sometimes. They call me and complain on a regular basis with no regard to my feelings. I guess to give them some leeway, they might think I don't have any issues, but I don't appreciate being taken for granted. It doesn't make them "bad" people, but sometimes I need to vent, too. I have to recognize my limits, and I've drawn the line. Don't bother me, don't call me, find someone else to vent to, change your life if it's that bad 'cause no one else can do it for you, and life really IS too short, so don't waste it. I barely have the stamina to get through my own challenges right now. I can hardly resolve my anger over some things that normally would not even register with me. My situation has changed, and there's no shame in saying...... I need some space.

On a sidenote... I would rather be separated from the one I love for an entire year, than to spend every day with someone I would be miserable with. I really miss my husband. It's hard right now. I know this is just a stage, and there will be a light at the end of this long tunnel, but I'm sad. My heart is stretched.

..:: Carly Simon's "You're so vain" playing in the background::...

Saturday, January 15, 2011

I'll burn that bridge over troubled waters after I cross it.

Two days ago, I burned my jawline when the curling iron was real good and hot. Felt the sizzle, too. Then, when I wasn't thinking, I scratched it this morning and made it much worse. Add to that my fall last night, and I think it's time to invest in a little more life insurance. It seems I can drive in the snow through Atlanta without wrecking, but I can't make it from the front door to the trashcan without seriously wiping out. I really cut the top of my foot up, too. It took three butterfly and balloon band aids just to cover the cuts.

Alyssa and I took our trip to TN. We had fun with family and friends, but there wasn't enough time for visiting everyone because we were snowed in one day. My dad had to get his tractor out and clear the snow and grade the driveway just so I could get my Jeep out the next day. Getting out was one thing, but coming back in we got stuck. Had to call my dad to come and rescue us. He walked up the driveway, which is pretty long, got in the Jeep, threw it in reverse, hit about 30mph, put it back in drive, and then proceeded to show the bats still remaining in hell how it's really done. I increased my lung capacity exponentially from holding my breath so long during this incident. At least I stayed out of his flower beds, though. I can't say the same about others. No names needed... T.O.M.

I've got to get back to my projects now that we're home. Normal chores and errands to be done, plus I have to get all the closets cleaned out for Goodwill. I already have about 100 hangers on my guest bed from what I've done so far. If only those little starving pygmies could eat hangers, I think I could cure world hunger.

For those of you who may not be aware of it, there are stages of emotions during deployments and unaccompanied tours. I hit a new one yesterday. The grumpy one. Thankfully, my husband is possibly the most understanding and patient person I know. Everything I threw at him, he just rolled with it. He let me pout and rant, then reminded me how much he loved me. He told me how if he were home, he'd be babying all my boo-boos. God, I miss him. Yesterday was just one of those days that I really could've used his comforting arms around me. From everything that happened, it seemed that me missing him just made it all harder. I had a guy rip me off of $45 for a repair on my gun. (And to you, you old man... you're a prick for charging me, and your little buddy flat-out lied when he said he wouldn't charge me.) I should've said that in the store, but I knew I was too close to the edge. I knew if I wasn't nice about it, I was going to be really nasty. So, I just kept a smile on my face, paid, and when he said "Nowa, listen heara... when you get a new sight from that there Taurus, you just bring it on back in here, and I'll be more than happy to put it on for ya".... I said, still smiling... "Don't worry, I won't be back. I'll get it done right this time". Smiled again, and walked out.

Even though it's not always a bed of roses... I AM getting skinny. I now can get back into my size 8 Gap jeans. They look awesome, too, if I say so myself . I was really surprised when I tried them on. I didn't think they'd fit, but they couldn't have fit better. So, that's a total of 15 pounds that I've lost so far since Bruce has been gone. I'm actually skinnier than when I met Bruce!!!!!! This makes me feel fabulous!

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Can I offer you a cup of....

Not in the mood. Just not even in da mood. Some days are better than others. I acknowledge this. Some days are ordinary and we quickly forget. Some days are so wonderful that we never forget. Then there are the days we wish we could forget. While I'm at it, how about the last 5? Just go ahead and wipe my brain of all of it. This year is off to a wobbly start and if it weren't for my wonderful husband and my friend, Linda.... I'd be over the edge. There's that glimmer of "crazy" everytime I catch my reflection in the mirror. I guess it could be lack of sleep, lack of patience, lack of sex, or lack of food. With all those "lacks", it's no damn wonder I'm feeling evil.

One particular bit of wisdom that always applies, and that a Wicked Woman should never forget, is one should be careful where one puts one's expectations. It's perfectly alright to have them, just practice caution when applying them to certain people or events.

Oh, and just to put it out there in the Universe: To the lady at Wal Mart... I really don't care what you think is 'different'. Next time, have a nice warm cup of "Shut-the-Fuck-Up" with your breakfast. It'll do you good.

Friday, December 31, 2010

Happy New Year!!!

I have been so busy this week that I haven't had time to write. I have done almost every project on my to do list. Of the few that I have left to accomplish, painting is next. I bought some Kilnz yesterday to primer the baseboards in my bathroom. We had a leak about a year ago, and there are some water stains that I don't think just paint alone will cover. That'll probably take about two hours. Then on to doing the touch up paint throughout the whole house, which is a project that can only be started once Alyssa is in bed.

I mailed two care packages off to Bruce on the 22nd, and just got one of them back. I'm just sick about it. He says the address is correct, so I'm going back to the Post Office to find out the deal. It's about $15 a pop to mail a package, so if it comes back, that's just $15 gone for nothin'. I don't like that one bit.

I'm gettin' my hair did today!!!!  I'm about three weeks overdue according to my roots, and I can not wait!!! Between my new hair soon, and the fact that I've lost almost 15 pounds already, I'm feeling like a new person. My jeans that fit before I had Alyssa fit again. As a matter of fact, they even have some "eatin' room" in them. Oh! I recognize that girl in the mirror! She's been gone a while, but she's back, now. Since I have reached my first weight goal (which I thought would be impossible), I'm completely ready to go on to my next goal of 11 more pounds. That's it! It's my last goal... I'll be 140lbs, 5'8", and a size 4 or 6.

Tonight's New Years! It's the anniversary of the night that Bruce and I met. If there is one day in my life that determined the path that I'm on now, it's that night. Initially, I wasn't even going to go out that night. My buddy, Jesse, had invited me to go out to the Hard Rock Cafe in Baltimore, twice, but I said "No" both times. The third time he asked, he said "I know you... you're not doing anything but sitting around in your apartment. You need to get out and have some fun. Come with us!" So, I caved and showed up at his house around 7. Bruce was there when I got there. We took a limo into Baltimore and I found myself chatting about String Theory and Stephen Hawking with him, drinking the punch...lol, and being the only ones on the dance floor. It will always be a night I remember and laugh about. Fast forward several years, and here we are. Well, technically he's in South Korea and I'm here, but you know what I mean. I wouldn't trade him for the world, either. I can't believe how time has gone by so quickly with him. I guess the old saying of "Time flies when you're having fun" can apply to years, and not just days.

Well, tonight is going to be very low key here. I still have to get up with the two year old in the morning, so the only excitement here will be me watching a Nora Roberts movie on Lifetime that I recorded a few days ago. See you all in 2011! Please be safe, have a designated driver, and remember: there is no shame sleeping on someone's floor if you don't have a ride.

Sunday, December 26, 2010

Snow flakes and sneezes

It's snowing here! Not much is sticking, but it's beautiful to watch. Alyssa's getting a kick out of it, too, and keeps saying " No? "... which if you're wearing your decoder ring, that means "snow".

We had a lot of fun yesterday. We skyped with Bruce in the morning while we opened her Christmas gifts. Then we skyped later last night and celebrated her birthday. She loved the pizza for dinner, and the chocolate cake was a big hit.

I'm still sick. When I woke up yesterday, it was bad. Today is not much better, but I'm taking some medicine for it. It doesn't seem to be helping with the constant sneezing, though. When I put Alyssa down for her nap today, I just climbed into bed to sleep. I was able to sleep about an hour, which is better than nothing, but this is one of those times that I really miss having Bruce here. If he were here, he would play with Alyssa and let me rest. Oh well, this cold will pass. I mean really, how long can it stick around??? All I can do is wait til I put her to bed and then draw a really hot bath to soak in. This is a new habit since Bruce has been gone, and I love it. It's sad in a way that it took him going away for me to lose weight and take better care of myself and my skin, but I keep reminding myself just how fabulous I will be the next time he sees me in person! Not to say I lacked fabulousness before, mind you.

Friday, December 24, 2010

No Grinches here.

Two years ago, today, I thought I had gas. Yep... gas. Oh, how my stomach hurt. I was eating antacids, massaging my tummy, and even resorted to rolling my stomach around on the big exercise ball. All to no avail. It was Christmas Eve. Isn't there some unwritten rule that you're not allowed to be sick or feel bad right at Christmas? Well, everything was hurting. My hips, my back, my big extended belly, and if I remember correctly... even my big toe hurt. Turns out, it wasn't gas. After hours of increasing 'gas pains', I realized I was in labor. It took a little convincing for Bruce. He was trying to tell me it was just Braxton Hicks. HA. He came very close to having his eyeball poked out. So, anyway, we made the trip up to the hospital (which is a very funny story within itself, but for another time). When we got there, they laughed and told me I was not ready. They said to "just go home and it might take two more days". TWO MORE DAYS? It was when I heard these words that I changed my mind. I wasn't 'even in da mood' for two days of that. What choice did I have though?

They were sweet enough to give me a morphine shot to dull the pain before they sent me home... which made me horribly sick. We came home, and while I writhed around and moaned in our bed every two to four minutes, Bruce peacefully slept beside me. After about two and half hours, I was yelling from the bathroom (in between uncontrollable moaning ) that I didn't give a damn what that nurse said TAKE ME BACK TO THE HOSPITAL! By the time we got back to the hospital, the nurses seemed to be rather surprised that I had moved along so quickly. Then I met the anesthesiologist. Bless his heart. That man had to leave his family on Christmas morning to come give me an epidural. There will always be a special place in my heart for him. Anyone who can relieve severe pain such as that so quickly deserves that much.

So, the 8.6 pound little girl I had that day will be two tomorrow. As if Christmas isn't wonderful enough, it will now always mean so much more to me. We are celebrating with Bruce, and other family members, via Skype tomorrow. I wish we were all together, but it is what it is. I've got a cute cake, chocolate ice cream, a banner, matching birthday plates and napkins, and lots of presents for both her birthday and Christmas. We are currently watching as many animated Christmas movies as we can cram into today and tomorrow. If you're going to do it, do it right!

I'd like to send birthday wishes to two of my other friends whose birthdays fall so close to Christmas.
Kim: you are the best friend anyone could ever, ever ask for. After almost 22 years of friendship, I have some of the most amazing memories. Thanks! I hope the 28th is a fabulous day for you.
Judi: I hope your birthday yesterday was wonderful. I'm so glad I happened to meet you that day in Indianapolis. You are such an amazing woman and I can't wait until we get together again. Even though we don't talk very frequently, you've had a big impact on my life. Also, thank you for putting Alyssa's name on your birthday cake. You are too sweet.

The wrapping of gifts, and consuming of wine, did not happen last night. I'll be doing that tonight.

OH! and one more awesome thing: I've hit one of my weight goals!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! On to the last 10 pounds!! Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh huh, uh huh! ..::shaking smaller booty::.. oh yeah, oh yeah, uh huh, uh huh!

Merry Christmas Eve everyone!

Thursday, December 23, 2010

No, it's not Elmer Fudd... It's Rudolph.

Ugh. After not 'aving a cold for over 2 and 'alf years, I 'ave one. My eyes/forehead are itchy, my nose is running, and I'd give Rudolph a run for 'is money with my red nose. I'd give my little pinky toe to just go take a nap for a couple of hours. Lol, maybe next year.

Things are going good. I'm excited about Alyssa seeing all her Christmas presents from "Santa", and also her birthday presents. I think she's getting the idea of Santa now. We'll be celebrating Christmas that morning with Bruce via Skype, then we'll celebrate her birthday that night. Even though Alyssa and I will be the only ones eating cake, I went all out for the birthday plates, napkins, and banner. All I have to do now is pick up a birthday cake tomorrow and wrap all the presents (lol... with a glass/bottle of wine). I think it'll be an ice cream cake. The night of wrapping will include the glass/bottle of Merlot.

I love my husband. He is truly the sweetest man. I opened the gift that came last week and was so surprised. Like I wrote before, he said this was not a Christmas gift... it was just late. Turns out it was jewelry. An absolutely gorgeous eternity ring! I luuuuv it and smile every time I look down at it. It seems to wink back at me and say "bling, sparkle, bling". It's fabulous, just like me... and I'm so glad he thought the same thing ..::wink, wink::..

We're going to be watching as many Christmas movies as possible over the next few days, and to hell with what the pediatrician says about only two hours of TV a day! It's almost Christmas! Oh, the fun of a full day of "A Christmas Story."

I hope all of you and yours have a wonderful and warm Christmas! May you enjoy the day with all it's quirks and craziness. ;)

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Tuesday is such a random day.

Have you ever given it any thought? Everyone loves each day of the weekend. Mondays are looked upon with dread. Even Wednesday is acknowledged as it's own day with the term "hump day". But Tuesday? It's just so random. At least Thursday is 'the day before Friday' and everyone feels good when it's Thursday... only Tuesday gets jipped of personality. It's just "Tuesday". Oh well. It's only that with all the discussion on the DADT repeal, I feel as if all the injustices in the world are rising to the surface. It's always either the homosexuals, heterosexuals, or Tuesday being oppressed.

I've been working on two care packages for Bruce. I'll be sending them out tomorrow morning once I have his complete address. Lol... it's been a challenge just getting bits of it at a time. I decorated the inside of the boxes just for the fun of it. There's a cartoon collage on one of them, with lots of pop art, and then Christmas clippings on the other. There were some cool black and white, random Xmas photos on that one. Neither will make it there before Christmas, but I still wanted to send one box that was related to the holidays.

Alyssa and I both woke up with something this morning. My ears and throat are bothering me, and she's coughing and sneezing. I hope it just goes away, and doesn't develop into anything more for either one of us. I think a big dose of Vitamin C is in my near future. How do I know this? Because I'm not just Claire.... I'm clairvoyant! Lol... oh, yeah, I went there.

I'm running out of projects to work on, and I'm about to have to resort to some heavy duty cleaning to keep myself busy. I guess I'll start with the floors. Ho hum. Maybe the garage will keep me busy for a couple of weeks. I've got several things I need to list on Craig's List, one of which is the Jeep Wrangler. If I sell it, then we'll be down to only one Jeep. It just doesn't seem right to me. But, Bruce has already started thinking about the new Jeep we'll buy after SK. If any of you haven't seen the new Jeep... it's something else. Truly a work of art and craftsmanship. I honestly get misty-eyed, and feel very patriotic, when I see the new commercial.

I'm off now. Someone is insisting that I sit on the couch and help her color. Life is hard... especially when you have to keep all the colors inside the lines.