As I said on facebook...
Dear 2008,
Don't let the door hit you where the Lord split you.
We went bowling tonight for the New Years Eve party here on post. It was fun, but a little pricey, and we had to share a lane with a father and his teenage daughter (which was undoubtedly more frustrating for them than for us). I actually had a really nice time and the boys were so good!!! I wanted to lay the smack down on some other people for not watching their own kids, but that's another story...
But the boys were beat by 10:30 so we left around 11 and came home and they were all asleep by 11:30. David had said he wanted us to wake him up for the new year, so we did (Man, that boy goes out HARD!) and we went across the street to our neighbor's to light sparklers with them.
As the New Year dawned, I stepped in a pile of dog crap. I hope that's not a sign. 2008 was bad enough.
Then Nathan, as we were toasting our sparkling cranberry juice, loving looked at me and said, "Happy Poo Year."
Indeed.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Uh-oh.
Yes, I am one of *those* people. Here's some little cakes I made. It's Snape and Granger. I wrote a super silly story to go along with it (I giggled like mad whilst writing it) but you'd probably want to vomit.
Anywho... it's a good example of my growing love for fondant...
Anywho... it's a good example of my growing love for fondant...
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Our big splurge...
Okay, so most of our furniture predates the personal computer.... or my husband's birth. Yes, we could use a new couch... I'm not even sure where the one we have came from. And I have to keep in stock my sofa covers cause the things is really questionable. Anyways... it's old. We need a new one. But why buy one when our kids are just gonna funk it up anyhow. We need a bedroom set. I'd at least like to have a new dresser, seeing as the one we have came from DI and cost us $2. It is missing a drawer and we have to shove the drawers shut to fit all our stuff inside, and we still have plastic shelving in the bedroom covered in clothes. Short of it... I would LOVE a bed with an actual headboard and footboard and a place to put my clothes. But we'll get to that eventually, in fact I fell in love with a real rustic looking set at the place we went and bought our first BIG purchase in a very long time. But it'll have to wait, cause for now.... *drumroll* we bought the boys a bunk bed! They love it! I love it! We just haven't gotten a full size mattress for the bottom bunk yet so Ike Ike is on his crib mattress still, surrounded by blankets and animals. They have been on it since we got it put together. Even Sammy has mounted it a few times. Yikes. We haven't got the safety boards on the tops yet though, so let's all hope David doesn't fall out. It didn't have any predrilled holes for them and our drill takes a day to charge and some dummy (points at self) left it unplugged so it was dead. He sure is a mover in his sleep so I'm a little worried. Oh well, what's a broken arm, right? Oi... *goes to gather more blankets for a soft landing*...
Monday, December 29, 2008
Christmas
So rather than make the longest post of pictures ever, I made a slideshow... hopefully it'll work in the right order. *shrugs*
If you click on the 4 little arrows in the bottom right hand corner of the screen, it'll make it bigger. And if you click on "show info" at the top right of the big screen, it'll give you captions. ((hugs))
If you click on the 4 little arrows in the bottom right hand corner of the screen, it'll make it bigger. And if you click on "show info" at the top right of the big screen, it'll give you captions. ((hugs))
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Eeeeep....
And I live in a place where this probably won't show in theatres! Argh!!!!!!!! This looks really good... and I love Viggo, Jason, and Mark! Eeep!!!
Monday, December 22, 2008
A day...
There's something... macabre?... morbid?... depressing.... about getting 9 holiday cards in the mail... and a large yellow envelope containing your mother's death certificate.
I felt all at once loved, cared about, and like I wanted to break something...
I felt all at once loved, cared about, and like I wanted to break something...
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Here goes...
I'm sure you've all been wondering when I would finally break down and type THE RANT. I have been doing okay. Not great, but okay. I feel like I am going through this alone right now, as regards to ... I should stop. I wouldn't want anyone here to think me an ungrateful friend. It would just be nice to have a shoulder to cry on... But I don't want pity friendship either. Why is that all the people who seem to care either don't know me very well, or are too far away to get an actual hug from...
THIS IS HARD!!!! I might let on that it is fine, but inside I wanna SCREAM and break something!!!!!!!
So here goes my day/week in a nutshell...
Why do I have to have my breakdowns in public? Well, I think I figured it out. I'm okay on my own, but apparently I am surrounded by people who have no thought for others at all.
Went to the post office last week and had a breakdown there... told them they were full of shit and etc etc... effing etc etc... It was lovely, one of my more graceful moments... long story I won't go into detail...
And then I had a minor breakdown at the commissary last week when the 'go to that line there' person told me to go to the Express lane and I had more than 20 items. I went there but I got some nasty looks from people, hence the breakdown...
And today... Today Seals It.
I never thought I didn't like living here, always seemed like a nice place, but I am officially over it. I went to the commissary with my 2 smallest this morning, just got back actually, couldn't contain it anymore, have to vent... anyways... Sammy is a bit of a handful. Sweet as anything, but he lives up to his 21 months. We call him Sammity Calamity or The DestructiKon around the house. Anyways, the whole time we were there he's doing this high pitched thing where he does the indian call with his hand on his mouth only instead of doing it in a regular voice, he's doing it kind of shrill. I am TRYING to make him stop. I can ignore it, I'm used to it, but I am still concerned about other people's hearing, so I am trying to make him stop even going so far as to give him the binky to make him stop, candy, whatever, he doesn't want to stop, he's having fun. I even put my hands over his mouth and tried to get him to stop... doesn't help that it's nap time.
Anywho, we are in line to be told which line to go to, and this "woman" behind me bellows... BELLOWS "KNOCK IT OFF!!!" I was stunned, I turned around to look at her, to see if she had ACTUALLY just yelled at my son. I just looked at her, gobsmacked. She says "Don't look at me, lady. He's in my space too." I murmured, still gobsmacked, "He's just a baby."
Her: "I shouldn't have to listen to it!!"
Me: "You don't yell at other people's children!"
Her: "Well, then control your child!!"
That was it. THAT WAS IT!!! I "said", "I have been trying to since I got in this damn place!!!"
She rolled her eyes and waved her hand dismissing me.
Me: "Don't yell at my child!!!" And cue the tears...
You just don't know what's going on in other peoples lives. If everyone could just stop, slow down, and think about the other person first, this world would be a happier place.
Today my friend across the street had her visiting teachers come over. They don't visit me, but they still brought me a beautiful cookie jar filled with Christmas cookies... so people aren't complete s**ts... just the ones who...
*stopping*
Update:
And you know, I realize my children aren't perfect. I'm not blind! I DO try to discipline them...
And maybe that woman was having a crummy week herself... *grumbles* still shoulda handled it better...
Anyways... I don't have a problem with other people telling my kids to be quiet or whatever, sometimes it's nice to have reinforcements... but don't yell at them and then tell me I'm not doing my job.
THIS IS HARD!!!! I might let on that it is fine, but inside I wanna SCREAM and break something!!!!!!!
So here goes my day/week in a nutshell...
Why do I have to have my breakdowns in public? Well, I think I figured it out. I'm okay on my own, but apparently I am surrounded by people who have no thought for others at all.
Went to the post office last week and had a breakdown there... told them they were full of shit and etc etc... effing etc etc... It was lovely, one of my more graceful moments... long story I won't go into detail...
And then I had a minor breakdown at the commissary last week when the 'go to that line there' person told me to go to the Express lane and I had more than 20 items. I went there but I got some nasty looks from people, hence the breakdown...
And today... Today Seals It.
I never thought I didn't like living here, always seemed like a nice place, but I am officially over it. I went to the commissary with my 2 smallest this morning, just got back actually, couldn't contain it anymore, have to vent... anyways... Sammy is a bit of a handful. Sweet as anything, but he lives up to his 21 months. We call him Sammity Calamity or The DestructiKon around the house. Anyways, the whole time we were there he's doing this high pitched thing where he does the indian call with his hand on his mouth only instead of doing it in a regular voice, he's doing it kind of shrill. I am TRYING to make him stop. I can ignore it, I'm used to it, but I am still concerned about other people's hearing, so I am trying to make him stop even going so far as to give him the binky to make him stop, candy, whatever, he doesn't want to stop, he's having fun. I even put my hands over his mouth and tried to get him to stop... doesn't help that it's nap time.
Anywho, we are in line to be told which line to go to, and this "woman" behind me bellows... BELLOWS "KNOCK IT OFF!!!" I was stunned, I turned around to look at her, to see if she had ACTUALLY just yelled at my son. I just looked at her, gobsmacked. She says "Don't look at me, lady. He's in my space too." I murmured, still gobsmacked, "He's just a baby."
Her: "I shouldn't have to listen to it!!"
Me: "You don't yell at other people's children!"
Her: "Well, then control your child!!"
That was it. THAT WAS IT!!! I "said", "I have been trying to since I got in this damn place!!!"
She rolled her eyes and waved her hand dismissing me.
Me: "Don't yell at my child!!!" And cue the tears...
You just don't know what's going on in other peoples lives. If everyone could just stop, slow down, and think about the other person first, this world would be a happier place.
Today my friend across the street had her visiting teachers come over. They don't visit me, but they still brought me a beautiful cookie jar filled with Christmas cookies... so people aren't complete s**ts... just the ones who...
*stopping*
Update:
And you know, I realize my children aren't perfect. I'm not blind! I DO try to discipline them...
And maybe that woman was having a crummy week herself... *grumbles* still shoulda handled it better...
Anyways... I don't have a problem with other people telling my kids to be quiet or whatever, sometimes it's nice to have reinforcements... but don't yell at them and then tell me I'm not doing my job.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Argh.
Anyone have any old Shark Boy and Lava Girl McDonalds Happy Meal toys buried somewhere in a box? I can't seem to win them on Ebay... I was SO close!!! (And no, I don't really want to spend over $20.00 for someone's old MCDs toys...)
Apparently the only SB and LG figures made were for happy meals...
Hence my building of SB and LG puppets for Christmas... (Shhhhh, don't tell David). Thank goodness for hair... otherwise they'd both look like the kermit the frog with elephantitis...
I'll post pics when SB is done. LG is done and she's... uh... smokin'.
:D
Apparently the only SB and LG figures made were for happy meals...
Hence my building of SB and LG puppets for Christmas... (Shhhhh, don't tell David). Thank goodness for hair... otherwise they'd both look like the kermit the frog with elephantitis...
I'll post pics when SB is done. LG is done and she's... uh... smokin'.
:D
Monday, December 15, 2008
Another Cake...
I made one like this for the same lady last spring. But this one has a christmas theme! :)
I really would like to do this more... oh well, maybe after we move, I can get down to bidness...
Friday, December 12, 2008
MyFaceLOL
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Huh. If you get the weird black and blue faces, you may have to try refreshing the page... weird. Where'd mah boyz go?
Thursday, December 11, 2008
What I would give to go HERE!!
http://www.spitalfieldsmusic.org.uk/index.php?pfid=2&cid=10&eid=7
Yep, just me. Just a roundtrip for me, just for a week. *sigh* Someday...
Yep, just me. Just a roundtrip for me, just for a week. *sigh* Someday...
Subject: Merger Bulletin From The Wailing Wall Street Daily
Continuing the current trend of large-scale mergers and acquisitions, it was announced today at a press conference that Christmas and Hanukkah will merge. An industry source said that the deal had been in the works about 1300 years.
While details were not available at press time, it is believed that the overhead cost of having twelve days of Christmas and eight days of Hanukkah was becoming prohibitive for both sides. By combining forces, we're told, the world will be able to enjoy consistently high-quality service during the Fifteen Days of Chrismukah, as the new holiday is being called.
Massive layoffs are expected, with lords a-leaping and maids a-milking being the hardest hit.
As part of the conditions of the agreement, the letters on the dreydl, currently in Hebrew, will be replaced by Latin, thus becoming unintelligible to a wider audience.
Also, instead of translating to "A great miracle happened there," the message on the dreydl will be the more generic "Miraculous stuff happens."
In exchange, it is believed that Jews will be allowed to use Santa Claus and his vast merchandising resources for buying and delivering their gifts.
One of the sticking points holding up the agreement for at least three hundred years was the question of whether Jewish children could leave milk and cookies for Santa even after having eaten meat for dinner.
A breakthrough came last year, when Oreos were finally declared to be Kosher. All sides appeared happy about this.
A spokesman for Christmas, Inc., declined to say whether a takeover of Kwanzaa might not be in the works as well. He merely pointed out that, were it not for the independent existence of Kwanzaa, the merger between Christmas and Chanukah might indeed be seen as an unfair cornering of the holiday market.
Fortunately for all concerned, he said, Kwanzaa will help to maintain the competitive balance. He then closed the press conference by leading all present in a rousing rendition of
"Oy Vey, All Ye Faithful."
While details were not available at press time, it is believed that the overhead cost of having twelve days of Christmas and eight days of Hanukkah was becoming prohibitive for both sides. By combining forces, we're told, the world will be able to enjoy consistently high-quality service during the Fifteen Days of Chrismukah, as the new holiday is being called.
Massive layoffs are expected, with lords a-leaping and maids a-milking being the hardest hit.
As part of the conditions of the agreement, the letters on the dreydl, currently in Hebrew, will be replaced by Latin, thus becoming unintelligible to a wider audience.
Also, instead of translating to "A great miracle happened there," the message on the dreydl will be the more generic "Miraculous stuff happens."
In exchange, it is believed that Jews will be allowed to use Santa Claus and his vast merchandising resources for buying and delivering their gifts.
One of the sticking points holding up the agreement for at least three hundred years was the question of whether Jewish children could leave milk and cookies for Santa even after having eaten meat for dinner.
A breakthrough came last year, when Oreos were finally declared to be Kosher. All sides appeared happy about this.
A spokesman for Christmas, Inc., declined to say whether a takeover of Kwanzaa might not be in the works as well. He merely pointed out that, were it not for the independent existence of Kwanzaa, the merger between Christmas and Chanukah might indeed be seen as an unfair cornering of the holiday market.
Fortunately for all concerned, he said, Kwanzaa will help to maintain the competitive balance. He then closed the press conference by leading all present in a rousing rendition of
"Oy Vey, All Ye Faithful."
Monday, December 8, 2008
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Another tradition down...
So we finished the gingerbread house today. Well, I finished mine and the boys finished theirs. Huh, I haven't taken any pics of theirs yet... will have to do that... I'll call it the shrieking outhouse... you'll see...
So yes, this year, I decided to make the shrieking shack. Funny how you measure something to come out crooked and it comes out straight... isn't it usually the other way around? Hm.
Yeah, the little black thing in the back is Snape crawling through the tunnel outside the whomping willow.... :D Hee hee!!
Yeah, and my dough was screwy!! I made two batches of the same dough and one batch came out great and the other one... spread or something. And I followed them both the same. Weird. And a pain in the butt when trying to fit the pieces...
So yes, this year, I decided to make the shrieking shack. Funny how you measure something to come out crooked and it comes out straight... isn't it usually the other way around? Hm.
Yeah, the little black thing in the back is Snape crawling through the tunnel outside the whomping willow.... :D Hee hee!!
Yeah, and my dough was screwy!! I made two batches of the same dough and one batch came out great and the other one... spread or something. And I followed them both the same. Weird. And a pain in the butt when trying to fit the pieces...
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Home again, Home again...
So I'm home. I left yesterday, after much running around, about 10:30 and got home about 9:30-10 last night. Looooooong drive. I've taken longer drives that haven't felt as long as this. Fussy kids, etc. The nice thing was gas was cheap. (Man... something in my office stinks....)
Anyhow, I was surprised I got as much into the car as I did. And I came home to a house that had been lived in for almost 4 weeks by a ... father and his 6 year old son... yippee for me!
So I sent today doing laundry and cleaning, then tonight we went to the on-post tree lighting, where David's cub scouts handed out programs, then we came home and did our own tree and decorations...
Here's a few pics of before I left. Monday Isaac said we should go to the zoo, and since we didn't have too much else to be done, we did!
Sammy spent the whole time at the zoo leaning forward in the stroller like, "Dude, what is That!?!"
Went out to the gravesite Wednesday morning before I left. I was thrilled to see that the flowers we had stuck in the ground were still poking up. The heads of the roses were dropping though so I pulled the petals off and sprinkled them around. AND I was super thrilled to see that her wildflowers seed had already sprouted!!!! :D
The tree lighting... the one is of Nathan and the boys in line for Santa... I love what Sammy is doing. It sums him up so perfectly... little stinker. He ran around the place like a nut job the whole time we were there...
Anyhow, I was surprised I got as much into the car as I did. And I came home to a house that had been lived in for almost 4 weeks by a ... father and his 6 year old son... yippee for me!
So I sent today doing laundry and cleaning, then tonight we went to the on-post tree lighting, where David's cub scouts handed out programs, then we came home and did our own tree and decorations...
Here's a few pics of before I left. Monday Isaac said we should go to the zoo, and since we didn't have too much else to be done, we did!
Sammy spent the whole time at the zoo leaning forward in the stroller like, "Dude, what is That!?!"
Went out to the gravesite Wednesday morning before I left. I was thrilled to see that the flowers we had stuck in the ground were still poking up. The heads of the roses were dropping though so I pulled the petals off and sprinkled them around. AND I was super thrilled to see that her wildflowers seed had already sprouted!!!! :D
The tree lighting... the one is of Nathan and the boys in line for Santa... I love what Sammy is doing. It sums him up so perfectly... little stinker. He ran around the place like a nut job the whole time we were there...
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Have I mentioned that this week has SUCKED????
Oh, wait... I'm sure I have.
Yeah, so today I finished packing almost everything into the car, ready to go as soon as I can. I don't know. I am just anxious to get home. I am anxious to be at my house, with my family, with my own bed, and my kids' own beds, and get ready for christmas, and get out of this apartment, and get things done. I'm not a patient person. I've never claimed to be one.
But I've had two EXTREMELY frustrating events happen in the last 2 weeks (one of course doesn't even come CLOSE to the other, but it's still very heartbreaking nonetheless). Mom, and my silly ring. I am so frustrated about the ring!!!! I have no CLUE where it could be, I've scoured everything. Looked everywhere. And I'm going back over to my friends' house tomorrow to look again. And today I tried to order minutes for my phone online. I did, they took my money just fine, but the dang minutes wouldn't show up on my phone so I called and of course the guy's an IDIOT and my minutes run out cause he's screwing around and then I have no way of taking care of it cause my phone is DEAD!!!! So I call Nathan from a payphone and tell him to take care of it and he can't till I can talk to him but I can't freakin talk to him cause I have no phone!!! So I get on I-chat (thank goodness for I-chat) and he calls the idiots and we finally get that taken care of, but I was waiting for the stupid laser engraver to tell me the headstone was done, but he never called, so I called him and he said THURSDAY!!!!! WTH happened to Tuesday?!?!?!?!?! So now do I stay or do I go!?!?!? I want to go home so bad. I want to go home!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's not that I don't have friends here or that I want to put this behind me that quickly... I just need to go home. *cries* I want to go home! *stomps foot and pouts* Damn them for making me miss out on seeing her headstone, oh I know, if I wanted to bad enough I'd stick around... right? Guilt guilt guilt...
And I know there's still things I need to do. I hate leaving things undone, but some I can't even do till I get teh death cert in the mail, and it goes to AL. UUURGH. I still have several things I have to go do in the a.m. before I can leave. I'm just ... I really wanted to have the headstone done before I left.
Am I a bad daughter for not sticking around to see it done?
Probably.
Yeah, so today I finished packing almost everything into the car, ready to go as soon as I can. I don't know. I am just anxious to get home. I am anxious to be at my house, with my family, with my own bed, and my kids' own beds, and get ready for christmas, and get out of this apartment, and get things done. I'm not a patient person. I've never claimed to be one.
But I've had two EXTREMELY frustrating events happen in the last 2 weeks (one of course doesn't even come CLOSE to the other, but it's still very heartbreaking nonetheless). Mom, and my silly ring. I am so frustrated about the ring!!!! I have no CLUE where it could be, I've scoured everything. Looked everywhere. And I'm going back over to my friends' house tomorrow to look again. And today I tried to order minutes for my phone online. I did, they took my money just fine, but the dang minutes wouldn't show up on my phone so I called and of course the guy's an IDIOT and my minutes run out cause he's screwing around and then I have no way of taking care of it cause my phone is DEAD!!!! So I call Nathan from a payphone and tell him to take care of it and he can't till I can talk to him but I can't freakin talk to him cause I have no phone!!! So I get on I-chat (thank goodness for I-chat) and he calls the idiots and we finally get that taken care of, but I was waiting for the stupid laser engraver to tell me the headstone was done, but he never called, so I called him and he said THURSDAY!!!!! WTH happened to Tuesday?!?!?!?!?! So now do I stay or do I go!?!?!? I want to go home so bad. I want to go home!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's not that I don't have friends here or that I want to put this behind me that quickly... I just need to go home. *cries* I want to go home! *stomps foot and pouts* Damn them for making me miss out on seeing her headstone, oh I know, if I wanted to bad enough I'd stick around... right? Guilt guilt guilt...
And I know there's still things I need to do. I hate leaving things undone, but some I can't even do till I get teh death cert in the mail, and it goes to AL. UUURGH. I still have several things I have to go do in the a.m. before I can leave. I'm just ... I really wanted to have the headstone done before I left.
Am I a bad daughter for not sticking around to see it done?
Probably.
Monday, December 1, 2008
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