Yet another night I am up til wee hours in the morning. Or I should I say WE are up. Finally I have the "Honey" to address the 3 mile long "honey-do-list". Our Christmas was great. Max's Mom drove up from Podunk, KY to spend the weekend with us. Ok so maybe she's not from Podunk...but she's done been there long enough to talk like them. I made my very first ham. So I didn't make it per say, I wrapped it in foil and warmed it up in the oven. Not bad, not bad. We ended Christmas night with a roller and paint brush. With me and the mother in law cuttin' in, Max was left rollin' it out. What an experience. Now all we have left in that area are touch ups...that's what we get for painting in the dark, huh?
Sorry I have been so, um, not blogging daily...but once things get unpacked and situated I will be back to the daily blogging routine.
Happy New year to all and PLEASE don't drink in drive...better yet DON'T DRINK!!!
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Saturday, December 22, 2007
T'was 4 days before Christmas...
......and about 15,000 pounds of HHG's to unpack!
I bought a Christmas tree on Tuesday...of course that was before finding out my shipment arrived here locally. Prior to taking my brother to the airport, we went into Lowe's to get a tree because they were marked 50% off. I found a 7ft pre-lit...everyone knows this lazy Momma don't wanna deal with stringing lights on a tree...it may turn into a stringing sister and Mommy on a tree knowing this little boy. This Bargain Betty got 75% off because it was the last one and was missing the original box. I know, who keeps original boxes anyway? Um, er, uh...WE DO! Heck for as much as we move we might as well not unpack our crap. Tomorrow he'll come home "Honey, I talked to the detailer today and we got orders...to France" Huh? France? I didn't know there was a base in France?! I don't think there is...but they have an embassy. It just sounded good because it's an unlikely place to PCS to. By the way PCS basically means 'move' in normal peoples language. So back to my tree story. I put the tree together. It was real hard without directions. I had a base and 3 pieces...now that's my kind of tree. Didn't even need to Google the 'how to', it just fell into place. While I was bragging about my awesome tree deal on the phone my kids were up to something. I walked in the living room to find the only toys they had here to play with doubled as tree decor. Balls, cards, the whole Cars set that Uncle gave them for Christmas, baby doll clothes, tea set, flashlight, stuffed animals ans finger puppets filled the tree. I must say it almost put me in tears. They were so proud of themselves and I was even more proud to know that these 2 little Navy children improvised. WOW! This will be a story I will never forget.
On another note, we have our 'stuff'. I was in the Commissary on Wednesday pushing a cart with one hand, dragging a stroller with the left foot (because he fell asleep in the car) convincing Kalee she did not need 12 different bags of pretzels and answered the phone call asking if they could deliver our goods Friday the 21st (today). ABSOLUTELY! I should of asked if they would paint and hang curtains too. So I had the educational cartoon babysitting Kalee, and a marker entertaining Bear. I glanced up at him to discover he wanted a mustache...or the washable marker smelled one of the two. He had black all up in his nostrils. If that wasn't bad enough he has a slight runny nose and the evidence lasted most of the day. Most kids have clear, yellow or greenish snot...not mine. No, his was black!
Time to call the Hubby. He's making his way back from Rhode Island via car on the second most traveled day of the year...just in time to unpack. A 10 hour trip is turning into about 13 courtesy of the stupid George Washington bridge (yes the one that tripped me out because my girls were bouncing when we were at a complete stop) and the Jersey Turnpike. I believe Grandmother called them Jersey jerks, that is too appropriate.
I bought a Christmas tree on Tuesday...of course that was before finding out my shipment arrived here locally. Prior to taking my brother to the airport, we went into Lowe's to get a tree because they were marked 50% off. I found a 7ft pre-lit...everyone knows this lazy Momma don't wanna deal with stringing lights on a tree...it may turn into a stringing sister and Mommy on a tree knowing this little boy. This Bargain Betty got 75% off because it was the last one and was missing the original box. I know, who keeps original boxes anyway? Um, er, uh...WE DO! Heck for as much as we move we might as well not unpack our crap. Tomorrow he'll come home "Honey, I talked to the detailer today and we got orders...to France" Huh? France? I didn't know there was a base in France?! I don't think there is...but they have an embassy. It just sounded good because it's an unlikely place to PCS to. By the way PCS basically means 'move' in normal peoples language. So back to my tree story. I put the tree together. It was real hard without directions. I had a base and 3 pieces...now that's my kind of tree. Didn't even need to Google the 'how to', it just fell into place. While I was bragging about my awesome tree deal on the phone my kids were up to something. I walked in the living room to find the only toys they had here to play with doubled as tree decor. Balls, cards, the whole Cars set that Uncle gave them for Christmas, baby doll clothes, tea set, flashlight, stuffed animals ans finger puppets filled the tree. I must say it almost put me in tears. They were so proud of themselves and I was even more proud to know that these 2 little Navy children improvised. WOW! This will be a story I will never forget.
On another note, we have our 'stuff'. I was in the Commissary on Wednesday pushing a cart with one hand, dragging a stroller with the left foot (because he fell asleep in the car) convincing Kalee she did not need 12 different bags of pretzels and answered the phone call asking if they could deliver our goods Friday the 21st (today). ABSOLUTELY! I should of asked if they would paint and hang curtains too. So I had the educational cartoon babysitting Kalee, and a marker entertaining Bear. I glanced up at him to discover he wanted a mustache...or the washable marker smelled one of the two. He had black all up in his nostrils. If that wasn't bad enough he has a slight runny nose and the evidence lasted most of the day. Most kids have clear, yellow or greenish snot...not mine. No, his was black!
Time to call the Hubby. He's making his way back from Rhode Island via car on the second most traveled day of the year...just in time to unpack. A 10 hour trip is turning into about 13 courtesy of the stupid George Washington bridge (yes the one that tripped me out because my girls were bouncing when we were at a complete stop) and the Jersey Turnpike. I believe Grandmother called them Jersey jerks, that is too appropriate.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Mom's Words of Wisdom!
We finally have cable...and I got to see Live with Regis and Kelly today. My all the shows have changed over the past 3 years. Americable-Japan has got nothing on Direct TV. I have nightly news, music, QVC, HSN, and I was listening to an I Love Lucy show while painting. Even though I have seen just about all the episodes I still laugh while watching it. ...and yes I was painting again. We get the carpet installed upstairs tomorrow and I wanted at least all the baseboards painted. Knowing my reputation with painting I might need supervision form here on out. Good thing I am expecting a SPECIAL GUEST on Friday. Who is she talking about? I read your mind didn't I? Well there is someone I am very close to that I have not seen since we moved to Japan. When I was pregnant with Bear Kalee and I came to the States to visit and he was supposed to pick me up...instead the recruiter picked him up early. Then I came last Spring to visit since I knew my Papa was not doing well. Nope, I didn't see him then either because he was too busy playing in the sandbox...or as Kalee said "shooting the bad guys and saving the world like Daddy". Nearly 3 years later I get to see my little brother. Mom warned me not to call him little since he's probably a toddler taller then me...bit he will always be my lil' Bubby. In fact these are the words of wisdom Mom gave me...funny enough Bub has none.
Only a few days until your brother arrives. Moms words of wisdom...1. Don't try beating him up like you did when he was a kid...he's a Marine now, and he can kill! 2. Don't spit in his food, he figured that one out and he always trades plates. 3. Keep bras off the bathroom floor. Being a Marine, he is sure to figure out another way to use them. 4. Don't call him your little brother, he is nearly 6 foot tall...no longer "little". 5. He is 22, drinks beer and you don't have to promise not to tell Mom. 6. Laugh like you did when you were kids when you were suppose to be sleeping and instead farting and laughing your butts off. 7. Your Mom EXPECTS TO SEE PHOTOS OF THE TWO OF YOU TOGETHER, otherwise she may have to smack you from here to South Coast Plaza...and thats a real place!As for my darling birthday girl...please give her a big hug and kiss for me. I will call prior to going to work and sing to her. Give both of them hugs and kisses for me...Love you!
Kalee's trying to show me her face booger...I better go analyze.
Only a few days until your brother arrives. Moms words of wisdom...1. Don't try beating him up like you did when he was a kid...he's a Marine now, and he can kill! 2. Don't spit in his food, he figured that one out and he always trades plates. 3. Keep bras off the bathroom floor. Being a Marine, he is sure to figure out another way to use them. 4. Don't call him your little brother, he is nearly 6 foot tall...no longer "little". 5. He is 22, drinks beer and you don't have to promise not to tell Mom. 6. Laugh like you did when you were kids when you were suppose to be sleeping and instead farting and laughing your butts off. 7. Your Mom EXPECTS TO SEE PHOTOS OF THE TWO OF YOU TOGETHER, otherwise she may have to smack you from here to South Coast Plaza...and thats a real place!As for my darling birthday girl...please give her a big hug and kiss for me. I will call prior to going to work and sing to her. Give both of them hugs and kisses for me...Love you!
Kalee's trying to show me her face booger...I better go analyze.
Monday, December 10, 2007
5, five, FIVE!!!
Our baby girl turned 5 today! She had a great morning phone call from Daddy that made her grin from ear to ear. Come dinner time I think it sunk in that he was not here to celebrate. It's hard for these kids because they are so close to him...and he's an awesome Daddy. So I asked what she wanted to do on her birthday. This lil' girl wanted to go to the "peanut steakhouse" that Californians know as "Roadhouse Grill" and Virginians know as "Texas Roadhouse" and those residing in Japan know as..."I can't wait to eat American food". I brought a friend (that we knew from when we lived here the first time) kids along. SO it was Me, Bear (2), Gage(4), Kalee(5), and Kailer(6). You should have been sitting next to my car at a light. They would have serenaded you with Jingle Bells about 12 times over. While eating the ice cream with fun toppings after dinner, Bear decided to use a yellow M&M as an earplug. Why? Why would he think of sticking it anywhere other then his mouth? After I plucked it from his ear I didn't 'lose' it quick enough...he insisted to eat it. Boy, ALL BOY! Her birthday last year is when he burned himself...good thing this year we didn't end up in ER over a yellow M&M.
Happy Birthday Baby Girl! Mommy and Daddy love you very much.
Happy Birthday Baby Girl! Mommy and Daddy love you very much.
Sunday, December 9, 2007
Dog-Cicle
What the heck am I doing up this late? Oh, taking a break from playing referee and enjoying the peace and quiet...I forgot.
The kids did decent while I painted today. Bear walked up the stairs and only had paint on his arm hand and calf. Not too bad since his hair was untouched. But what was my son doing with a half eaten frozen corn dog in his hand? I asked him if he wanted me to warm it...he responded "da-sicle". Ok go finish eating you corn dog popsicle there son. If your happy, Mommas happy. For those first time Mom's reading, it was fully cooked....and when did cookie dough ever bother you?
I made it out to Greenbrier Mall today only getting lost once. I was so proud! Mostly because I didn't have to call my mom to Map-quest me directions home. We walked around and came across a Borders book store. I tell ya you'd think it was a toy store for how my kids were freaking out to go in. I can not deny Kalee books to this day. Toys yes, books no. I could easily make another car payment to the book store monthly. I wish I could get a credit card that transferred frequent flyer miles into book bucks. Humm, that's it! That's my invention! OR... *wheels are spinnin'* I can contact Scholastic and see when they are having the next clearance event....or get a job at the bookstore and use the employee discount. Any other suggestions? The library is nice for Kalee's books, but Bear is still learning how pages belong inside the book. Funny how I have only had problems with ones that do not belong to him. All his are in one piece. Stinker.
Time for these hands to turn in. Dang, I have been a Navy wife too long. I'm hoping to try a local church tomorrow and need to get some shut eye before I get the kids up. No worries about being exhausted...I'm a Mom, referee, cook, referee, laundress, painter, dishwasher, and did I mention a referee. I'll be awake.
The kids did decent while I painted today. Bear walked up the stairs and only had paint on his arm hand and calf. Not too bad since his hair was untouched. But what was my son doing with a half eaten frozen corn dog in his hand? I asked him if he wanted me to warm it...he responded "da-sicle". Ok go finish eating you corn dog popsicle there son. If your happy, Mommas happy. For those first time Mom's reading, it was fully cooked....and when did cookie dough ever bother you?
I made it out to Greenbrier Mall today only getting lost once. I was so proud! Mostly because I didn't have to call my mom to Map-quest me directions home. We walked around and came across a Borders book store. I tell ya you'd think it was a toy store for how my kids were freaking out to go in. I can not deny Kalee books to this day. Toys yes, books no. I could easily make another car payment to the book store monthly. I wish I could get a credit card that transferred frequent flyer miles into book bucks. Humm, that's it! That's my invention! OR... *wheels are spinnin'* I can contact Scholastic and see when they are having the next clearance event....or get a job at the bookstore and use the employee discount. Any other suggestions? The library is nice for Kalee's books, but Bear is still learning how pages belong inside the book. Funny how I have only had problems with ones that do not belong to him. All his are in one piece. Stinker.
Time for these hands to turn in. Dang, I have been a Navy wife too long. I'm hoping to try a local church tomorrow and need to get some shut eye before I get the kids up. No worries about being exhausted...I'm a Mom, referee, cook, referee, laundress, painter, dishwasher, and did I mention a referee. I'll be awake.
Friday, December 7, 2007
Hairs Not Hair!
The long bath worked last night. He's light pink now instead of fuscha. I managed to whip through Lowe's so I can continue to paint Kalee's closet this weekend. Yay, paint. Hear...I mean read the enthusiasm? At least now I have an alarm clock so I can rock out. The older generation will appreciate that wording. ;)
Amongst my needed Starbucks fix...hey I have not had one since Max left...I decided to get the kids hairs cut. Yes hairs! Plural. They didn't get "a" hair cut, they got em' all cut. I did something I have never done. I took them to the local beauty school for the trim. Basic enough they shouldn't be able to screw it up, right? Ehhh?!?!?! Kalee's looks great! Her hairs are slightly layered at the bottom so it lays really cute...even when it's stringy. Bear's...let's just say he was a wiggler and she took too long. The gal ended up getting her teacher who used to work on kids all the time. By then Bear was frustrated that his suckers had hair all over it and kept spitting. He has beautiful hair like his Daddy. It's unbelievably silky soft....and you notice EVERY cut...exactly why Mom does not touch it with anything but her hand and a brush. His looks good but one side is noticeably longer then the other so I might take him back...either that or blame it on him being 2!
I managed to squeeze vacuuming my car in the day. It needs washed too but I realized I needed a hose for that task. Max would be impressed becasue I'm not a car washing/vacuuming kinda gal. It's been a month since we have had the car and still haven't addressed wiping the Phelan dust from the door sills. One more thing checked off the list.
Last night I was sooo happy. Why, you may ask? I got in touch with a cousin that I have not talked to in forever....well, over 3 years. She is expecting and I am so happy for them. Whats funny about it is she is one of very few family members that agree and don't laugh at our parenting style. Most of you know I'm a cloth diapering, wipe making, baby food making, extended breastfeeding, homeschooling, anti-childcare, eco-friendly cleaner, natural and organic believing, partial tree hugging...kind-a "Crunchy". We share several similar interests. Kinda neat if ya ask me. It would be awesome if we could pull the family back together for the Holidays kinda like it was before Grandmother passed away 5 years ago.
My next goal is to brainwash Kalee into thinking that vacuuming the house is fun. Think I can do it?
Amongst my needed Starbucks fix...hey I have not had one since Max left...I decided to get the kids hairs cut. Yes hairs! Plural. They didn't get "a" hair cut, they got em' all cut. I did something I have never done. I took them to the local beauty school for the trim. Basic enough they shouldn't be able to screw it up, right? Ehhh?!?!?! Kalee's looks great! Her hairs are slightly layered at the bottom so it lays really cute...even when it's stringy. Bear's...let's just say he was a wiggler and she took too long. The gal ended up getting her teacher who used to work on kids all the time. By then Bear was frustrated that his suckers had hair all over it and kept spitting. He has beautiful hair like his Daddy. It's unbelievably silky soft....and you notice EVERY cut...exactly why Mom does not touch it with anything but her hand and a brush. His looks good but one side is noticeably longer then the other so I might take him back...either that or blame it on him being 2!
I managed to squeeze vacuuming my car in the day. It needs washed too but I realized I needed a hose for that task. Max would be impressed becasue I'm not a car washing/vacuuming kinda gal. It's been a month since we have had the car and still haven't addressed wiping the Phelan dust from the door sills. One more thing checked off the list.
Last night I was sooo happy. Why, you may ask? I got in touch with a cousin that I have not talked to in forever....well, over 3 years. She is expecting and I am so happy for them. Whats funny about it is she is one of very few family members that agree and don't laugh at our parenting style. Most of you know I'm a cloth diapering, wipe making, baby food making, extended breastfeeding, homeschooling, anti-childcare, eco-friendly cleaner, natural and organic believing, partial tree hugging...kind-a "Crunchy". We share several similar interests. Kinda neat if ya ask me. It would be awesome if we could pull the family back together for the Holidays kinda like it was before Grandmother passed away 5 years ago.
My next goal is to brainwash Kalee into thinking that vacuuming the house is fun. Think I can do it?
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