I hate housework. This is not to say I dislike it. I really HATE cleaning. Toilets, tubs, floors, laundry. blech. I hate feeling like a maid. I hate feeling like I'm the only one who cleans up or does the distateful jobs around the house. I also hate to live in a pigsty. I love when my home is clean and sparkling. I like to relax in a well organized home where things are put away and I can have people stop by without fear of embarassment. These two attitudes don't mesh well...

No, this is not a book review. (But if it was, there would be a great deal of rhyme) Actually, I put out some Easter decorations yesterday. I have little tins of plastic eggs, baskets of china eggs and some bunnies here and there. It's not a lot, but it's enough to make my son interested. So as I'm cooking dinner, he pilfered all the blue eggs and decided to "cook" too. He colored a paper plate red so it looks hot to make a stove to cook. He happily spent an hour pretending to bre...

Okay. I have recently realized that my life has not turned out as I thought it would when I was growing up. No big flashy house, 3 of the kids I imagined at age 9 are not around, and my husband is a "fix-it-guy" Growing up, I watched my dad repair everything. I don't ever remember my parents hiring someone to fix anything. Cars, plumbing, even minor construction were comonplace. He didn't always know how to fix things by the book, but he could jury-rig pretty much anything. Someho...

Okay. I have recently realized that my life has not turned out as I thought it would when I was growing up. No big flashy house, 3 of the kids I imagined at age 9 are not around, and my husband is a "fix-it-guy" Growing up, I watched my dad repair everything. I don't ever remember my parents hiring someone to fix anything. Cars, plumbing, even minor construction were comonplace. He didn't always know how to fix things by the book, but he could jury-rig pretty much anything. Someho...

HW likes to give our 3 year old son chem-lites when he comes in from field exercises. This is a big deal for a three year old. He LOVES them. So HW thought he would be funny and toss one of my tampons to my son and say "here's a chem-lite buddy." *Gee thanks* And then he just stood there laughing as I'm wrestling our son. (BTW 3 year old are strong!) Connor is in tears and so is Matt (from laughing so hard) I realized that I had to let him see what it was or he would open up EVERY...

HW likes to give our 3 year old son chem-lites when he comes in from field exercises. This is a big deal for a three year old. He LOVES them. So HW thought he would be funny and toss one of my tampons to my son and say "here's a chem-lite buddy." *Gee thanks* And then he just stood there laughing as I'm wrestling our son. (BTW 3 year old are strong!) Connor is in tears and so is Matt (from laughing so hard) I realized that I had to let him see what it was or he would open up EVERY...

I woke up today miserable. I was miserable before I woke up actually. I was plauged by wierd dreams all night long. Flickers of the past combined with random events strongly influenced by watching Jarhead last night. Quite surreal, yet I was still surprised when i woke up and discovered that it wasn't real. Sigh. I already felt out of touch with the morning. I heard my daughter crying from her room and I tried to ignore it for a few seconds in the hope that HW would get up and deal...

Now that Cancan is done for another year, I'm trying to get organized so that I can get back to one of my other loves.....scrapbooking! i've been doing my chores everyday in an effort to gte caught up and today I sat down and got started on a new page. I even pulled out my new fave item: paints! I had to take a break becuase the carpet cleaning guys showed up, so I thought I'd blog for a sec and share. So what hobbies are you working on?

HW was kind enough to take some photos at Wild West Night. For those in the know, It's a charity fundraiser on Fort Hood. This year was not up to the same standards as before. The prizes were lame and attendance was poor. The band was rude and the dealers....well, they let me cheat, so I suppose it's okay. But (not to blow my own horn) the best part of the evening was the entertainment! The CanCan girls! WoooHooo! That's me in the middle with the red hair....

I am now part of the suburban dream. One of the frenzied crowd of moms driving a minivan full of carseats and kids. Gone are the days of coolness.....welcome to accepting the fact I am an adult. I fought growing up as long as possible and the day has finally arrived. sigh. At least my minivan is cool. I have a 2006 Honda Odyssey EX-L (leather, DVD, Navigation system, voice recognition etc etc.) I have more bells and whistles thank I ever thought possible. HW will have to write t...

So life is always full of ups and downs. Sometimes we are given a choice....will we see the glass as half empty or half full? Are you ready? Here goes.... Last week I embarked on a quest for a new certification. (Les Mills-Body Flow) It's a high intensity training that is not for the faint of heart or body. I worried about my ability to make it through....but I came through with flying colors. Now I just need to submit a video of me teaching and I am good to go... ..but that will...

So I've been waiting around to find out if I got the job at Gold's gym. ( Link ) At first I was a bit frustrated because I felt like I was getting the runaround....but as it turns out, they think I'm great. I really wowed them with the stack o'certifications. That's how they refered to me when I went back "You know, that one girl with the huge pile of certs..." Anyway, that all being said, last night I found out that I was accepted into a Les Mills training in San Antonio....starting F...

"Mom. I need to excercise." "um, okay. What should we do? Jumping jacks?" "no" "Running?" "no" "pushups?" "no....um YES!" *commence said pushups* "Now should we touch our toes, then reach way up to the sky?" "MOM! I can't touch the sky, my arms are too short." Once again, the obvious answer bit me in the butt. Thanks, kid. You really are smart. And girl is catching on too. She was playing in the computer room (a no-kid zone) and I was encouraging her to...

"Mom, I need to go outside and eat a peanut butter and sandwich." (smirk) "Peanut butter and what? Peanut butter and pickle?" "MO-OM." (eyes roll) "A peanut butter and Jewwy Sandwich...I need to eat it outside" "Well, it's a little cold out, I think you should eat inside today." (sigh) "Mom, sometimes a little boy just has to eat his sandwich outside." I am still surprised when you say stuff like this....you sound so grown up for a split second....and you sound like your...