Wow, look at what I found when going through my account.

I found this blog I think created by Lollyblue. I had forgotten about this one too. I am going to put forth a challenge to my other two blog authors to get this back up and running. =) I will try as well. Lots of love to everyone!

It's May! Hurray!

I'm not sure if I can ever write a post quite as...ummm...interesting as A's last one, but I never claimed to have an interesting life.

April flew by! I'm not sure what all I did, but I stayed very busy. We had a big picnic with some friends that I meet on the internet. That was a blast! One of my SILs got married and the onther one had her first baby. Money is tight, but DH still has a job, so I can't complain too much. We have been thinking about getting a new house, but we're still in the 'talking' stage.

I've been buying some Christmas presents for Little Man. So that's fun. Have a few more for other people but not many.

We had a yard sale a few weeks ago and made $177.00...so not bad at all. We're hoping to have another one here soon.

May is shaping up to be busy as well. My MIL's bday is coming up soon. And ofcourse Mother's Day (which a friend may-or-maynot be coming). Then we're going to see my BIL later this month.

Ummmm...oh, dinner with my Author friend (she's PUBLISHED!)...and possibly a baby shower AND a birthday party. Whew.

Anyhow, life may not be interesting for some but it's busy!!!

Peace Out!

Because Bad People Should Be Eaten...

I kinda, sorta, almost watched one of the Jurassic Park movies last night and the title of this post was what I wrote down. Yes, it was late at night. But I stand by my theory that bad people should be eaten. Just think, if we cut up bad people and fed them to the poor, there would be no more hunger! The starving people would have a belly full of bad. There would also be less competition for existing resources since I'm guessing over half the population would be gone. And there would be a lot less suffering in the world.

I think we could do it.

Sauteed Son-of-a-B!$#*.
Braised B@#!@^(.
Mashed M-Fer.
Sliced S#!*-for-brains.
Canaped C*%^-sucker.

Wow, I just realized how limited my vocabulary has become regarding, well, cursing.

But, ya know, I'm really not in a bad mood right now. For a change. No matter how this post might read so far.

In fact, I'm doin' good, despite NO AIR CONDITIONING! And the fact that I won't have air conditioning for my ENTIRE VACATION. Which I was hoping would be a time when I could do some major cleaning. But I don't like to sweat that much. Oh, well.

On a brighter note. You'll be happy to know that I have been Rick Rolled twice this week. I had never even heard about Rick Rolling, despite the fact that it's been around for several years. I had to look it up on the geat and wonderful Wiki.

I found a clip on youtube explaining it as well. (It's mislabeled, so ignore the muppets blooper tag. This is how I found the clip in the first place.)




So, now you know.

Also, I think I might have stumbled on a hobby that I might enjoy. It's called letterboxing. I would like to try it. First, though, I have to purchase a few supplies.

I think it would get me out of the house and give me the opportunity to explore SC more. It would give me an excuse to drive over to another town besides window shopping, which, to me, is no excuse at all.

I have a final next week for the Med. Terminology class I am taking. I decided, however, that I would wait to take another class until Fall. Due to financial considerations...and my distaste for long summer classes. Of course, my distaste for all classes leads me to want to drop the whole issue...But, alas, alack.

I actually had a test at the beginning of this week. I had 24 hours to read and study the material. I was sure I was going to fail the exam, or at least get a low grade. I got an A. Go figure.

Btw, M and I need to get together and do something. Like pick-up lunch and take C to Swan Lake and take pictures or something....

Yeah, then I could post the pics on my blog - spice it up a bit. That'd be nice. Ta-Ta.

I'm not kidding, it's April...

Yes, I love April. Except for the incredible amount of pollen that coats everything like an evil miasma which smothers the secondary, disposable character in a horror movie-you know, the funny one who always dies. Seriously, I think the blanket of pollen on my car winked at me yesterday as I stepped in! It was an uncomfortable ride.

But the flowers are out and about. Well, all except my poor azaleas. They're dying, have been for several years, and I don't know why. Not that I've been taking care of them. I have a black thumb. I just don't 'get' gardening. Which is not to say that I don't like doing it, it's just that I don't know how. And as far as I can tell, there are no beginner gardening classes for dummies. I just can't learn from a book.

Ah well, I did go to Ace Hardware yesterday. I had to go to two Ace Hardware stores actually, because they didn't have a replacement knob for my outdoor spigot at the first. I had to wait for help at both stores, but I eventually got what I wanted. I think. I'm about to go out and see if I bought the right product or not. But I did get a little soil test while there, so hopefully I will find out if I can save my poor neglected azaleas. They truly are so pitiful. Especially compared to my neighbors' plants on either side of me. Yes, I'm the neighbor with the 'ugly' yard. Despite my occasional attempts to correct the situation.

I could really use some advice if anyone has any. As far as I can see, there are no pests attacking them.

My roses are dead too...I think. They're not blooming anyway. My brother says that not blooming is the universal sign of death.

He laughed when I said that I'm not so sure of that.

You're kiddin'...it's almost April

I looked at the calendar today and do you know what I noticed?? It's March 21st! Where has the time gone? Didn't we just celebrate New Years? Anyhow, as it IS March 21st, and I haven't posted in, like, forevah...I decided to give ya'll a little update. *cough-cough*

Well, Little Man is growing like a weed! He just cut through teeth # 13 & 14 and he's working on the next 2. He's just a teething monster! He's starting to eat like a monster too, which means a growth spurt. He's finally wearing some 18 months in pants...but more for the reason that 12 months are getting too tight. 18 months still ride really low on his hips. And because of his shoulders, he can wear an 18 month shirt, 24 months/2T shirts, as well as some 3T- depending on the cut. Oh, and can you believe that his tennis shoes are a 6! He can get away with a 5 1/2 in sandles. He loves his blocks and trucks and playing make-believe. He can play in his room by himself for 15 to 20 minutes! I'm so happy...because that gives me a little break to unload the dish washer or sort through bills or just have a glass of water.

With Easter almost here, we have been preparing his basket. He's getting a kite, for sure. He's got this obsession (sp) with birds (also his new word)...so he should really like watching a kite. At least, that's the plans.

Money is getting tight. DH's work is goin' on rolling layoffs and shutting down the plant one week in March and one week in April. We don't know about May and June yet. But the whole corparation shuts down for 2 weeks in July. A great time for a vacation...oh wait...that's right...we don't have enough money. *grumble*

As for me, I'm still lovin' being a SAHM. Never a dull day, that's for sure. We are also in the middle of Spring Cleaning. Oh, happy....not! But it needs to be done. We are planning a yard sale for later in April. My last one (which was planned in 2 days) made me $80.00 - not bad for a half days "work".

Little Man has his first photo/model session in April as well. That should be really fun. I can't wait to see how he acts. Or to see the photos. It's up to me as to what to dress him in, so I guess it depends on if it's 65 or 85 out there.

I'm moving up in the DAR...along with my chairmanships, I was offered an Office this up coming term...but I'll talk more about that if I get approved...in April ;-)

SIL is excited about counting down to her wedding...when? In April...and other SIL is excited about counting down to her due date...lets say it together now... "In April". Yeah, April is gonna be busy-busy!

That's about it for now. Hope to read some more updates soon.

signed ~~ Me

Hospital visits and other fun stuff

I know I havent been very attentive lately, I have been sick again.  I wound up in the hospital for a little while last week and now my hubby and I have decided that maybe the best thing is to take some time off work and get my health in order.  I have numerous appointment over the next week and even more numerous appointments in the lab for getting bloodwork done (freaking vampires they all are, I swear).

On another note, my brother called me tonigth wanting to open lines of communication back up.  I am a little confused, I still have a few hurt feelings, but it would be nice to talk to my brother again.  And I guess hurt feelings are meant to be mended.  It was nice, we talked for like an hour and half.  And I am looking forward to getting to know Little K-man  a little better, since all I know are pictures right now.  And Little Miss T talked to her Uncle for a little bit.  She said Hi alot and mostly giggled, but that is her way, and she tried to share her chicken noodle soup with him.  :)

I guess that is all for now, I dont what to start moaning and groaning about bad health, etc.  That would just be boring.  :)

When the gods wish to punish us....

They answer our prayers. Ok, so, I was unemployed for quite sometime after graduating from college last December. And I was not even getting to the interview (except for that one time when I absolutely bombed and slinked out of the room in shame, but that's another story.) And like any self-respecting desperate person, I found that prayer was a last resort. So, I prayed for a job, ANY job.

My mistake.

I was hired as a store associate in November. I now dread going to work. Not because of the work. Oh, no. And it's not even the people. I like the other associates, and even the managers are tolerable, even likeable.

No, my problem just HAD to be FOOT PAIN. Walking around on a concrete floor, even for a few hours a day, has absolutely killed my feet. I do believe that I may have suffered from stress fractures in my feet at the beginning of this month. I mean I was in tears.

I was even off for five days. (Not vacation, I just work part-time and the schedule is thin.) I got the flu for the ENTIRE stretch. So, of course I was on pain/fever reduction pills. And still, five days after working, my feet still hurt.

But I don't know what to do now. Like I said, I DREAD, with all my being, going into work. But there is a recession on, and in my town, unless you're a nurse or teacher, there are no jobs available. People are getting laid off right and left. In fact, my mother is a nurse who works for a private company and even they are being threatened with layoffs.

Ergo, the theme of this post is ... When the gods wish to punish us, they answer our prayers.


Ok, enough complaints.
It's New Year's Eve. A brand new beginning is at hand.

And you know what that means!!
Time to create those New Year's Resolutions that we are bound to fail to fufill!!

So, I've been thinking about what I wanted to resolve.

1. Clean up and out my bedroom. Donate stuff I never use.
2. Pay my bills off.
3. Find new job. (It would help if the economy would suddenly and drastically improve.)
4. Finally decide which direction in higher learning I want to pursue, and pursue it!
5. Lose weight. Walk 4 miles a week, at least. Eat healthier. Yeah, I know. Every year I make the resolution. But this year I am going to stick with it. (I've heard positive thinking helps!)
6. Feel less envious. (I am currently watching the doc on Envy on the History Channel. Fascinating.)
7. Spend more time with my pets. I sometimes take their affection and attention for granted.
8. Spend more time with my friends. I sometimes take their affection and attention for granted.
9. Be kinder to my family members. Stop taking my frustrations out on them. They rarely deserve it.
10. Finally, I resolve to accept my life as having value despite being unorthodox. Sometimes I look around at other people who have chosen more conventional lives, and I fear that because I am not where I want to be yet (and they are) that I have somehow failed. I haven't. I know that I haven't. After all, everyone is on a different life plan. Whoever said my life had to be like anybody else's life? Still, sometimes that dark shade lingers over my mind.
11. Find a way to marry what brings me joy and happiness with what I am required to do to live and pay my bills.
12. Expect the unexpected. Believe in the impossible.
13.

Anyway, this post was not funny. I apologize. I'm tired, and I have to work tomorrow which just sucks the funny out of me.

My last resolution? -- I will be funny for you next time.

Goodnight, and I wish you all a happy and joyous New Year!!!

It is almost Christmas!!! where has the time gone...

OMG!!!  I cannot believe it is almost Christmas again.  I have all my shopping done, but as usual, I do not have my boxes mailed out yet.  They are going to be late.  Go figure.  I have been so busy with the new job and training upon training upon training.  But I am finally where I want to be.  Now I just have to study and get my A+ certification.  I am working on it.  I have 6 months, and I have a feeling I am going to take all of those 6 months.  Between the baby and Christmas and training, it has been a little rough.  

Anyways, we hve a friend staying with us for Christmas, so we will have a nice big happy household for Christmas, which is one of the things I miss about being closer to family for the holidays.  But home, for now, is where the Air Force sends us.  I do miss my family, but I am also enjoying the new experiences out here.  I would love to bring all my friends out here to visit, and I now they will get around to it eventually.  and there is also us going back to the east coast to visit.  

Oh well, I guess I should get back to work...as that is what I am getting paid for.  :)

Little Man has learned to share...

That's the great news. He'll share his pacifer...his food...his tummy bug. Yeah, that's the bad news. Little Man got sick yesterday and today I think I'm coming down with what he had. Good news...it seems to be only a 24 hour bug. Not sure where he got it from. Nobody in my family is sick or has been sick recently. He hardly slept last night...and when I wasn't sitting up with him I was laying in bed listening for him. So I didn't sleep at ALL last night. But he's sleeping right now (Thank GOD) and I'm praying with every fiber of my being that he sleeps all night. Mama needs sleep...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. I have a busy-busy day tomorrow.

Can you believe that it's December?? And that Little Man will be 11 months on the 7th? Where does the time go? Little Miss T is a year and Little Man is almost a year. And even J's twins are almost a year. And speaking of the twins, they are foing great. Seen them Saturday (which may be where Little Man got his bug from)...H is a little drama queen and M is a funny bunny. She'll give you a big toothless smile in a heartbeat. K was in a bad mood that so I really didn't get to play much with her. They had visitors so they were busy with them.

Anyhow...this didn't waste as much time as I thought it would. Once it reaches 10 I'm heading to bed. But alass it's only 9:30 and there's NOTHING on. Well...maybe...seems like another epi of According to Jim. That's okay I guess.

Okok...nuf of my ramblings.

Okay, okay...it took me a while, but I am here...

Okay, so it took me a while to catch up. Give me a break, I worked almost 60 hours last weeek. Over time kicks awesome patootie!!! Especially when the check comes in..

Anyways, I got my promotion at work(YAY!!! :D)and I have only been working there 2 1/2 months. Little Miss T got a virus at daycare, came home and shared with Daddee and Mommee, and Daddee sat down and explained Pestilence to her. I somehow don't think she exactly grasped it. But I am sure time will tell.

And Little Miss T has taken off running! I think she completely skipped the walking phase. And now she has shown a definate interest in computers...although she is still trying to figure the subtlies of the mouse out....and the whole "doesn't work so well at a distance" thing, but other than that....she well, yeah, no she ain't gotta clue yet, besides if she sits in Mommee's lap, sometimes Baby Einstein comes on. (Thank you built in dvd players).

Miss T's Gramma has been missing her. Every time I talk to my Mother, she says that if I bring the baby, she will babysit.....haha....like that's gonna happen anytime soon. Mayhap if my mother moves out here......hmmmm might start working on that idea, it would be nice to have my mother around....Tempest really needs to spend more time with her Gramma.

I wish I could go back to SC for Yule, but that isn't a possibility. I can't take the time off of work and Daddee doesn't have leave either. But soon, we will go back for a visit. And who knows, maybe next Yule, I can convince two of my best friends that they really DO want to see a Montana Christmas....hint, hint....see Ashley isn't the ONLY one who knows how to drop hints......

Finally got the Army to deliver our stuff from NC. Now I just have all these boxes laying around. But soon, we will have everything unpacked...right before it is time for us to move again.

Oh well, I want to empty one more box before bedtime, and the dishwassher, and the washer machine, and start new loads in each......OMG what have I gotten myself into????

We all live in a Pink Submarine...Pink Submarine...

Ok, I've had several topics in mind for possible posts this past week, but I have the movie that I'm watching right now on my mind. So, guess what? That's right, you're gonna hear my opinion of it.

I just love the 1959 movie Operation Petticoat with Cary Grant and Tony Curtis. I always have, ever since I was a kid. In fact, for many years, watching it was my personal New Year's Eve celebration (since they showed it several years in a row on tv.) However, it's been a few years since I last saw it. And, as can happen if your not attentive, I've gotten older. And wiser. And just a tad more experienced in life.

Usually, if I catch a movie I haven't seen in a few years, I'll remember why I enjoyed it, but my taste and experience will have exceeded the movie.

Operation Petticoat, however, is still tops. So many humorisms that are still fresh today. And some that I never caught before, because, being young, I went for the more obvious jokes.

One that I had always let slip until today:

Scene: Sick bay on WWII sub. Soldiers gussied up, standing in line, and pretending to be ill to spend time with nurses. Captain (Cary Grant) goes in to send everyone back to work.

(paraphrased, 'cause I'm not rewinding it)
Captain to sailor: What are you wearing?!
Sailor: It's called 'Surrender', sir.
Captain stares hard.
Sailor: My mother sent it to me, sir!

I don't know. It just tickles me pink (the same color as the submarine!) to think of a mother of a WWII sailor sending him 'Surrender' cologne! I have to wonder...who was supposed to surrender? the enemy? or the sailor?

Ok, here's something I didn't know: Around the time of the filming of Operation Petticoat, Cary Grant was experimenting with LSD. Under the supervision of a physician. Okay. Hm. Is that doc still around? I'm not certain how I feel about this. I guess this is what happens when you watch and write at the same time. Oh, well. As long as it was prescribed....

I love how TMC gives you info about the movie and actors after ya watch it. I learn a lot. Don't you?

Maya's week in review

I know that you have all been waiting on pins and needles to find out about what I have been up too this week.

Little Man has FINALLY cut his 7th tooth. A premolar. It came through last night. And he's working on the same tooth on the other side. The first 3 days on this week, he was in a sleepy kinda mood. I think he hit a growth sprut. But yesterday he was alot more active. He loved walking through the dried leaves outside. And he really loved seeing his Aunt Ashley. He gave he lots of love and hugs.

We also got belated Halloween cards for Aunt Skyelin and Miss T. Thanks ladies (if they ever decided to stop by and blog).

My Avon buisness is going okay. I got my first order's box yesterday. It was like Christmas going through the boxes.

Umm...what else? Well, my husband didn't buy me a sasuage biscut. LOL. Never mind...it would take too long to explain it. Just know that I'm right....lol.

I'm hungry. I need to go to the bathroom. So I guess I'll go...well, not here but there.

BYE!

Maya's First Post

So, I'm guessin' that since I can post...that means that, well, I can post. Ashley may not know what she's gettin' into. Anyhow, guess what? I placed my first Avon order today! I'm so excited. Deciding to sell Avon was a huge decision for me...it really was. I've been at home for som long...first working on my writing and then raisin' up Little Man, that I've almost (almost) forgotten how to get out there and talk to adults. It's been kinda refreshin'. Even though this is only my first campainge I'm so excited! I really think i can make some money at this. That is, if my friends (cough-cough) would order some things. Thanks Ashley for your order!

But on to other things, have you ever noticed that no matter how much you clean, houses never get clean? Or is it just me? Brings to mind a quote, "Cleaning your house while your children are small, is like shovling snow while it's still coming down." Either you understand that or you don't. I know that cleaning is low on the list these days, but with holidays coming up soon I would like to be able to invite people over and at least have a place for them to sit.

And speaking of the holidays, can you believe that it's only 52 days until Christmas!?! Did I just say 52 days? (looks back and read)...yup, 52 days! Or in other words...1 paycheck (hubby gets paid once a month). Lucky for us, we have a lot of our gifts bought...it might not be a lot, but it's something. It would be easier if Skyelin was coming home for Christmas (hint-hint). Wouldn't it be great to have Miss T and Little Man opening gifts together?

And speaking of Little Man...9 weeks until his first birthday! WOW! That's amazing. 1 whole year. Anybody have any ideas as to where to have a huge party? And I do mean huge!!

This always happen on rainy days...I get on rambles...when I should be cleaning..since Little Man is napping. (looks at time)...Darn it....It's getting close to lunch time. Ummm...what's for lunch? Good question.

Anyhow, thanks Ashley for making this blog. Skyelin...you're next. No excuses.

Testing 123

Ok, this is my first foray into blogging. So, please, blog with me... I mean bare...no, bear with me. (Well, clothing is optional!) I'm Ashley. Nice ta meetcha.

Just to set the bar low, this is going to be a nice, boring blog entry. What can I say? It's late. I'm tired. And for tomorrow, I've got to somehow find the where-with-all to go and stand in line for hours to vote absentee. Personally, I'd prefer to vote Tuesday at my regular polling place down the street rather than the courthouse, which is downtown. But the lines on the news for absentee voters are just alarming. I'm worried that the lines really will be six hours long on Tuesday like my parents keep predicting.

I like McCain. I saw him speak at our local VFW. But, is it just me? Or am I the only one who thinks that Palin looks like that mom at the PTA meeting that you try to avoid? You know, the one with the habit of dumping her committee responsibilities on others and has the rude, spoiled kids? (Not that I'm commenting on her actual kids. Personally, I think too much has been made about her pregnant daughter.) Tangent: I may be Republican, but I'm thinkin' there might have been some pressure put on her daughter to get married. If it were my daughter, I'd be doing backflips to prevent her getting married at such a young age. I just think that very few teenagers are capable of keeping together a marriage formed at such a young age. Notable exception is my dearest friend Wolfy and her husband of a decade, Camaro. However, since I don't have kids, this really isn't a problem for me. (Code names have been used to protect the guilty. Besides, I know Camaro will flip over his code name!)

Speaking of kids....Yeah, I know I said tangent, but...forget it, I'm moving on. (Late night tv will do this to me.) Kids. If you come back, you might see that I'm talking a lot about my friends' kids. Something in the water here caused a rash of unexplained pregnancies a little over a year ago. Aliens were suggested. Elvis was sought. Someone tried to photograph the Lizard Man. But alas, the only proof of anything strange were the sudden appearances of UFOs...Unbelievably Fragile Objects. So, three of my friends and a whole slew of their friends had youngins. And since I'm single and childless, I must live vicariously.

And, just so I can get a ticket into a giveaway, I'm going to mention a great little shop, Always Amy, I found through the Bloggy Giveaways. It has just the cutest (and some of the oddest) jewelry. I love the Naughty Nut Nibbler Squirrel stud earrings, the Chase Away the Rain earrings, and the Whimsical Little Owl pin. If you like a little funk added to your fab, then check out this store!


Ok, I'm going to try and include a photo and link....here goes. *Ashley closes her eyes....and presses the button*

Squirrel earrings.
http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=16315185

Chase Away the Rain earrings

http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=10947967

Always Amy Shop
http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=9514


And if this doesn't work, I shall simply say what I suspect the President of the United States would say if the button on the football didn't work.
"Well, that didn't work. Did anyone check the batteries?"

Goodnight, and good luck.