I tried...

I really tried to give you one last chance blogger, but seriously you suck. Big time. I hate you blogger. I am off to wordpress.

Weirdo

He loves this stuff. He is so weird, weird, weird! And he loves olives too! And carrots and tomatoes, and even peas and green beans!



Did I mention he also likes to pick his toe ick too?

Happy Birthday Mariah!

Mariah is 9 years old now! She is such a special little girl, unique and beautiful. She wanted pink streaks in her hair for her birthday, I let her have two of them. You can see them a tiny bit in the pic. She got her n*intendo ds, a girly pink one, and tons of other stuff then we took her to dinner. She had a great birthday, despite daddy being gone. She was a tiny bit bummed because the following day Tia Linda was going back home to Arizona. I told her that this summer if she and Ashley were up to the task of flying home, they could go and visit together. We shall see what they decide.

I miss my sister too, she was such a big help and it kept me from being so lonely. But, I suppose I will put on my "big girl panties" and roll with it. What doesn't kill us makes us stronger right?

"Focus on the family Light"

I was on Coffee Talk the other night (one of my favorite sites) and she asked all us democrats to tell her a bit about John Edwards, and all I knew about the guy was his wife and her ordeal. Why don't I know more about this guy? Hmpf.
I asked one of my friends and she said "Well, he's kinda like Focus on the Family Light"....I am off to research.

BTW- Booyah, I used the elliptical tonight for a whole three minutes (zip it, I know very SAD!), but by the end of the month I plan on having my big ol' butt on that thing for a good half hour with no stops.

Mariah's birthday is on Friday, I am taking a cake and per school policy it must be store bought and no dark colored icing. Thank goodness! I am going to be on the prowl for a pretty cake with yellow icing. Yellow is pretty!

Good night daddy....

He recorded stories for them before he left, I am glad he did.

Although it is very sad. It's starting to get crappy, real fast. Ughhh.

Wowza.....

Yeah, I am starting to get crows feet, and I see more wrinkles. It is really bothering me, like alot. I need to go buy some good stuff so I'm not looking all haggard. Anyone have any suggestions?

Miss you...

Missing him like crazy, about time. I was beginning to think something was wrong with me, or us. I feel much better now that I am miserable. Weird, I know.


My brain is all jumbled and confused.

You know what Carson is mom?

So, Mariah informs me that her little brother Carson is:

"You know mom, that donkey, except he's the bad word donkey, you know the one that is spelled J-A-C-K-A-S-S, I have to spell it for you mom, because it's a bad word and you'll get mad".

She says this after he refuses to say "hi" to daddy on a video we are sending him.


The alleged you know...donkey.


Well, I suppose I will look on the bright side and be happy that her spelling is improving.

Getting back into the swing of things

Christmas is over, New Year has begun, I can now get on with this damn year. Tomorrow I have a meeting and the rest of the week I am a busy girl. I need to stay busy, not too busy though. I have meetings, luncheons, play dates, and even some gym time. I was contemplating finishing up some classes this year, but I have decided to put it off. I will do it when the man is home. The kids need one parent here, while he is in Iraq, I can't fathom being too busy for them.

It snowed today, so the kids went sledding. Devon bit it, and he cried and cried, but he's a toughie so he got over it quickly. We did get it on video though! (Which he later erased after watching it a million times)I was webcamming with David at the time, so I played it for him, it was too funny we all laughed...even Devon.



He and Ashley climbing the hill, there was barely any snow on the ground and they still managed to go sledding! Weirdos!



My picture really sucks, proof that just because you go out and buy a canon, does not mean your pictures will kick ass. I need some photography skills and to read my manual.

Things I don't understand...

I don't understand how men can leave their children. Emotionally, financially, at all. How do they do that?

I don't understand how a woman could love and support a man that refuses to support his own children. I don't get it. I also don't understand how a man can go on to raise "some" of his children. What is he teaching his children? That you can pick and choose the offspring you love? What kind of men in turn do they raise?

This post is not about my children. I was blessed with a wonderful father for my children, a man that would do anything for them, for us. If my husband had any other children besides our children, I would make damn sure he was a part of their lives in every way. It wouldn't be an issue though, I know what kind of a man he is. I would be ashamed to be married to a man that wasn't a part of his children's lives.

I was not so blessed, I am over it. I thank God that my father didn't have any sons.

But, it breaks my heart to see other kids experience it.

I know women do it too, leave I mean. But, not nearly as often as men.

Merry Christmas from Sunny AZ!!

I said I wasn't going home. I lied. We are in Sunny AZ for Christmas! And, I LOVE it. Christmas should be tolerable, and you should not be freezing your ass off.

I can't wait until we leave Colorado.

Cause I needed the laugh....

Can't sleep & cause I know you are dying to KNOW!

Christmas Cheer and all that good mushy love stuff.......

1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? Total bag girl, I was not blessed with the good wrapping skills. I have NONE. Even when I try really hard, it looks like my kid wrapped it.

2. Real tree or artificial? Artificial..It's just so much easier, not as heavy. PLUS...I have no man around this year to help with a big ol' tree.

3. When do you put up the tree? Whenever I feel in the spirit, usually when they start playing Christmas movies on TV.

4. When do you take the tree down? New Years or After.


5. Do you like egg nog? BLEH! No. Hells no.


6. Favorite gift received as a child? A doll, I only remember because I have a picture of it. I do remember loving that doll though.

7. Do you have a nativity scene? Yes, but sadly it isn't up yet...I am not sure why?

8. Hardest person to buy for? My in-laws.

9. Easiest person to buy for? David, he is always grateful.

10. Worst Christmas gift you ever received? Probably some canned tuna from Jenny the Cat. Yes, my sister's cat gives out gifts.

11. Mail or e-mail Christmas cards? Mail, and I am so bad about getting them out.

12. Favorite Christmas Movie? It's A Wonderful Life and Scrooged. I love both of those!

13. When do you start shopping for Christmas? I am always shopping, I love a good deal! But, I did do Black Friday this year! It was awesome!

14. Have you ever recycled a Christmas present? Ummmmm YES!

15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? Ham!! or Tamales...I love me some Tamales.

16. Clear lights or colored on the tree? Clear white lights, I am not crazy about the color.

17. Favorite Christmas song? I know I blogged about this: Joy to the World.


18. Travel at Christmas or stay home? Depends. The last three years have been at home.

19. Can you name all of Santa's reindeer? NO. Santa has other reindeer besides Rudolph?


20. Angel on the tree top or a star? Nothing at the moment. I suck this year. Deployments really put a damper on the Christmas Spirit.

21. Open the presents Christmas Eve or morning? We do both. One on Christmas eve, the rest in the morning. Growing up....we did them all on Christmas Eve.

22. Most annoying thing about this time of year? Iraq and deployments.


23. What I love most about Christmas? All the pretty lights....

Wake me up this time next year.....

I wish that was how I felt...Today was total crap, how much could possibly go wrong? I hate these kind of days.

1. BOTH girls missed the bus, had to take them to school.

2. Devon decides to BARF during dinner and later in the evening too, I guess that was a bonus, and now I think he has a bug of some sort. Ughhh.

3. I felt like a haggard ass hooker....ALL day long.

4. David finally webcammed and we couldn't hear him. He is still in Kuwait dammit! The connection should be decent. He looked tired and sad. Devon kept saying "Daddy in Imack" it was sad, he misses him so much. He totally lit up when he saw him.

5. Went grocery shopping and had to pry every single non-perishable out of Carson's nasty little paws....apparently he wanted to eat everything (in the store).

6. It's 11:30 and both of my Children of the Corn are still awake, like crackhead awake.

7. Today is just one of those days I hope we survive. I know we will, but I'm kinda drama like that. So humor me, K?

Tomorrow starts day number 14 of 455, whiphee fucking hoo.

Newport Wench

This summer we vacationed in Arizona and California. In California we went to San Diego and Irvine. I have family in both locations. We had a blast, and I can't wait to go back. However, I came across a woman that I just wanted to cut, yes like gangster cut. I wanted to shank the bitch. Really. So, here goes my story....

We were getting gas and a suburbanite from Newport was gassing up next to us, in her cute little SUV Lexus, with her perfect hair and perfect clothes. So, someone next to her pulls up with plates from Alaska and she says to the lady "Wow, you are far from home!" the woman tells her, "Oh, we live here, we are from Alaska" the suburbanite says "The cops don't get you for having Alaska plates?" the very patient lady replies back "My husband is in the military, we don't have to get them changed, we are stationed here". And, you know what the Newport suburbanite wench says? "Ahh, special treatment for the military? That's not fair!" I thought to myself, oh my goodness that woman is gonna get her ass beat, seriously. I was scared for her for like a split second. The military wife just looked at her as if she knew already knew how clueless this woman was, and left.

I was waiting for the wench to go on about the all expense vacations the military gives to their soldiers too. You know those 15 months they get to spend in shit hole Iraq, cause they get special treatment and all.

Some kids suck.....

My baby girl Mariah, she's autistic, high functioning, but autistic. She has her quirks, she is a teeny odd, but we all are. She just started the third grade and the girls in her class are awful, I hate it. I don't know what to do. They are the meanest bunch of little girls I have ever met, not accepting at all. I'm not sure what I am trying to say, I just needed to write it out.

I wish kids were nicer.

Weather Issues

Dear Big Man aka God:

Please let this be a nice winter. Please. I can't bear to stay in my home all winter because of stupid blizzards. Seriously, Please? I will go absolutely nuts if I am stuck in a house all day with my kids. Thanks.

It's a sappy one....

Anyone who knows me pretty well, knows that my sister rocks. She ALWAYS thinks about the kids, she always thinks about us. Carson got this in the mail from her today. I almost cried.

My sister was a second grade teacher for three years, got her masters, decided she wanted to be a Librarian, so she went back to school. The scholarship she was awarded is at a school two hours from her home. So, she has a mortgage and utilities, along with a whole other apartment she is taking care of elsewhere. She is so strapped right now, and she still sent the Lover Carson some cash for his birthday. Not to mention she is so super busy right now. She remembered him. I love her. Things like this are what reminds me not to sweat the small stuff.

So, things are pretty good over here. Nothing can get me down, I wont let it. I only have little bit of time left with my hubby and I wont let anything mess up that time. I will have a whole fifteen months to be miserable.

They are both two for the next three weeks!

Numero Dos, TWO! He's two!

He's so darn big!