Oh What A Long Miserable Weekend....

It all started Friday with the Squadron Picnic....you know that thing I busted my arse fundraising for while trying to prepare for the in laws to arrive....was a bust. I mean people showed up but the planning of the actual picnic was kinda poorly done....maybe I should have taken on that task too!

The guys were bored out of there minds....there was nothing for them to do that was "fun" when there should have been because it was a day off to them. So everyone sat around drinking and talking....and drinking an talking.... For the first time I actually felt bad for them!

Little A and Burger became even better friends!! She followed him EVERYWHERE he went so he finally just picked her up and took her with him. A break for me!!!!! YAY!!!!!

Saturday was just all around boring...school work and more school work and then a Uni*som so I could actually get a decent nights sleep. I don't really like the way it makes me feel the next day but man does it work if you don't want to wake up throughout the night or dream or anything....it's like you are dead to the world!

Sunday we spent the day doing searches online for the perfect dog to add to our family. I know we have baby talk going on here but we also have fur baby talk going on too. We found the perfect Little addition....now we are playing the waiting game. She's a one and a half year old Full Blooded Golden Retriever. It was love at first sight on the computer. She was raised around kids but her owners had to put her up for adoption when they moved over seas. The only down side is it is a 3 hour drive to go get her! So hopefully I will be making that drive by Wednesday! Everyone keep your fingers crossed for me! We really really want this little fur baby.

Well, I hope you ladies had a wonderful weekend! But now it is back to that stupid Monday chore list. Dishes, laundry, vacuum, sweep, mop.....oh how I hate Mondays...

Dear So and So,

Dear In Laws,

Thank God you are gone...don't come back.

Peeved,

DIL

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Dear Guy Who Grabbed My Butt At The Gym,

Two words for you mister....How Rude!

Modestly,

Mrs. Nice Butt

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Dear Little A,

I know you had a rough weekend and I just want to make sure you know I love you. So we are going to spend the entire day at the park with a bunch of drunk Airman...Sorry honey.

The Protective one,

Mama

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And I'm Out,

a.l.b.

Oh Hubs...What To Do With Thee?

So I was sitting here minding my own business when my phone rings at 6:57 this morning. It's Hubs...ya know the man who has to be at work at 7:00 every morning.

Well he was calling to inform me that he forgot to shave before he left the house in such a hurry this morning.

I laughed and said "Good for you!"

He asked me very politely to bring his razor up to him.

I say "Ok, be there in a few minutes."

Things I have to do before I can leave the house....put on clothes (that cute nightie I had on would have been a little much to show up in), find said razor, wake Little A up, load everything into car.

Wait...where's the car???????

Cussing and throwing things I pick up the phone and call Hubs to ask him what he did with my car (we only have one...but I like to think it is really mine).

He says, "Oh, I brought it this morning, I didn't feel like walking."

We live on base, so I load Little A up in her stroller and start walking, it's exactly 2.7 miles from my house to his shop....

My phone rings again at 7:08 and it is yet again Hubs asking if I'm almost there....

"No honey, it takes me longer than 6 minutes to walk almost 3 miles."

So I get to the shop at about 7:30 and he is already out on the flight line.

Lucky for me Burger was still inside so I gave him the razor and told him to go get my keys...I was taking my car home!

I am now sitting at my house with my car parked in the driveway...out of spite....and HE can walk home!

Oh, and I also get to see the fruits of my labor tomorrow....all that stuff I did for the Burger Burn Fundraiser will pay off tomorrow. The Squadron picnic is being held (it's an all day event) and as of now they have 6 Kegs and the jumpy bouncy things for the kids. And of course burgers, hot dogs, and chicken. I hope it goes over well, and people actually show up. I think the beer is a bribe really.

And I'm Better Now...Part 3

Let's see....I left off yesterday with us heading to the caverns.

My mommy thoughts are this "It's a 45 minute drive to the caverns that is plenty of time for Little A to get a nap in so she can be rested for the caves." But what do I know about having a kid right....she doesn't need a nap....She's only saying "night night" and rubbing her eyes. But instead the SIL and her girlfriend decide they are going to ride with us and sit in the back seat with her. Hubs's family is loud, their inside voice is the rest of the worlds screaming voice in the middle of Time Square on New Year's Eve...really, they are that loud.

So Little A is sitting in her car seat staring at them. I'm not even sure she blinked. But she never did get to take a nap. When we got there they wanted to get yet another breakfast (these people also need to eat full meals about every hour and a half) so we went to the restaurant they have in the caverns and ordered food. Little A was eating off of Hubs's plate so I thought it was a wonderful time for me to run and use the ladies room while she wasn't paying attention.

WRONG.

Apparently in the 7 minutes it took me to get to the restroom, pee, wash my hands, and get back they finished eating Hubs had gone to use the restroom and the In Laws were trying to get Little A strapped into the hiking back pack. The child ha NEVER been in this thing before and she has 4 people she doesn't like surrounding her trying to put her in a contraption she has never seen before. She was screaming so loud she was purple. I sprinted across the restaurant back to my baby and grabbed her out of the back pack and yelled at the In Laws for being such idiots. I took Little A outside and got her calmed down and put her in the back pack myself. She went right in, with no trouble and then Hubs got her loaded up on his back to begin the journey down through the caves.

Little A fell asleep in the back pack about 5 minutes down the walk way which made the trip down almost enjoyable. Once we got down to the bottom Little A woke up and wanted me...well...I can't wear the back pack because it is just to big for me so I put on her sling and we walked the last 1.5 miles up hill. That was not enjoyable. She was kicking and grabbing and scratching, I was walking as fast as I could to get out of there. The rest of the crew was pissed because I wasn't looking around and taking in all the wonders of the cave. I bite my tongue and just kept walking.

We FINALLY got out of there and decided we should probably head home since it was almost 3:00. I was jumping up and down! HOME!!!!! Sweet home!!! Little did I know it was going to take 5 hours for a 3 hour trip. Only because they had to stop and eat....twice on the way home.

Once we got back to my wonderfully beautiful house I kissed the floor and everything that was right! I got Little A a bath and ready for bed when they decided we needed to eat dinner...again....I told them to go without me I was putting Little A to bed and just sitting for a bit. They threw a fit because that means they didn't get to spend as much time as they wanted with Little A and I very politely told them to get over it! She's still a baby...she still has a bed time...and a schedule that we try to keep because it works for us!

They decided we just just do more fast food but bring it home this time. They stayed here until about 11:30 before going back to the hotel and calling it a night.

Sunday morning they came over before 7:00 and asked why Little A wasn't awake yet....really, are you serious...and they were....so they went and woke her up. My skin was crawling. But they decided they were going to cook breakfast so I offered to run to the store to get everything we needed ( I really just needed an escape). I layed Little A down in her room about 9:30 before I left....I got back 20 minutes later and they had already gotten her back out of bed. She was crying and sitting under my computer desk but no one seemed to care that she was scared....they just kept doing things to scare her even more. I dropped the groceries and swooped up my poor baby.

While the SIL was cooking breakfast she made the biggest mistake of the weekend. Her words quoted for you guys...."a.l.b. I'm just going to say it because we have all discussed it but no one else has the guts to say it to you. You aren't a very good mom....you have to let her cry every now and then. And you kept her from us all weekend."

I went ape shit. No one comes in to my house, scares my kid and then calls me a bad mom. That's just not cool.

Now while I know and completely agree that I have to let Little A cry sometimes there are times I don't. When she gets hurt, when she is scared, and when we are in a public restaurant after 7:00 p.m. (I think it's kinda rude so I am going to do everything in my powers to make sure she is being good.)

After I went off on everyone for coming into MY house and scaring the living hell out of my child they decided it was probably a good idea if they leave that evening instead of he next morning. I didn't speak to them again.

When they left I was the happiest person ever. And then Hubs had the nerve to say "See honey, it wasn't all that bad." AND HE WAS SERIOUS! Now he is talking about taking 2 weeks leave to go back and visit his family....I told him to have fun I'd see him when he got back.

So, that was my weekend with the In Laws, and I never EVER want to have to deal with that again!

Thanks for sticking with my story! I know it was long and just a serious rant.....but I feel better now that I put it out there!

Oh, and after they got home and called to tell us so they also told me that they were going to be monitoring my eating habits because I was to small......I'm sorry....I eat 3 healthy meals a day with two snacks and go to the gym and work out 3 days a week. I can't do the whole eat fast food every couple of hours everyday for 4 days. I was so sick after that!

And I'm Better Now...Part 2

Ok, so where were we...oh yeah...enjoying the pool with Little A.


She was splashing and kicking and laughing and loving every minute of it...until....the FIL decided he wanted to get in with her too (she hates this man...really she does). The logical thing for him to have done was to walk in using the steps like a normal person. But no, he jumps cannon balls into the shallow end of the pool where she is playing. She went bat shit crazy. He splashed water all in her face and scared my poor baby half to death. I did everything in my mommy super powers to calm my child down...but she was done. She didn't want anywhere near that water or that man again.


I got her in her pack n play (which she hates more than life itself, I might add) and sound asleep when there is banging on my door at the hotel, which in turn wakes Little A up. I'm about 2 seconds from throwing someone off the balcony-really I am-but I got up and answered the door to see what in God's name these people wanted.


It was the lovely SIL telling me that they were ordering pizza next door and I needed to come eat once I got Little A to sleep. I gave her a big *F YOU* and shut the door. 2 hours later, around 11:00 p.m., I get Little A back to sleep (and don't ask where Hubs was when all this was going on because your guess is as good as mine) and went next door to get a slice of pizza before I passed out. But was there any pizza left for me when I got there....noooooooo....they ate it all. So for dinner Friday night I had a bag of Sun Chips and a Coke from the Vending machine. This trip was a FABULOUS idea! *insert sarcasm here*


Before everyone went to bed the ever so awesome FIL tells us we need to be downstairs for breakfast at 6:45 so we can leave by 7:15. I, in my very nicest tone of voice told him "I will be down there when Little A wakes up and is ready to go for the day." He did not like that answer...but I'm sorry...if we are going to be hiking all day she is getting whatever amount of sleep she wants before I get her ready for the day.


So I show up at breakfast the next morning at 8:00 with Hubs by my side. Everyone else was done and waiting...I may or may not have taken an extra 45 minutes to get ready on purpose. We, meaning they, decided that instead of going to the caves first thing that morning we would go to the Living Desert Zoo first. Awesome....something Little A might be able to enjoy! We get there at about 8:30 and I go to grab the stroller out of the car...it's a 2 mile hike around this place and I knew she wouldn't go to any one else besides me to carry. The In Laws folded my stroller back up and said we don't need that let's go. I should have listened to my mommy gut....it knows what it is talking about! 5 minutes into the hike FIL sees a wasp by the bobcat exhibit. Now before I go on, I thought it was common knowledge that when there is one wasp there is usually a hive nearby. I was mistaken on this little known fact because FIL swats the wasp with his hat and out come 45 more! I got stung 3 times...Little A got stung once....and Hubs got it worst of all with 11. I became completely livid at this point and began screaming at everyone. Little A is crying her eyes out, grabbing her leg and I am doing everything I can to make it not hurt. And while I am yelling and cussing at everyone for hurting my baby THIS little guy crawled across my foot.


I had the worst time EVER at this zoo. It could have been fun...really...to see all these native animals to the area in one place and random ones just walking around....but for 2 miles I had to deal with Little A clinging on for dear life because she thought something else was going to get her...all because FIL couldn't leave the wasp alone.

I was the first one back in to the building where they have an area for kids to pick up and touch all the old bull horns and fossils. She loved that. It was cool and she got to touch stuff without getting in trouble!

After we left there we headed to Carlsbad Caverns. But that will be Part 3 tomorrow....because my blood pressure is rising just telling you guys about this weekend! It still yet....only gets better.

And I'm Better Now...Part 1

The In Laws left a day early *insert happy dance* and I now have my house and my life back. I HATE not feeling in control and when they are around it is 100 % chaos.

Let's see here...where to begin. How about when they got here Thursday. They weren't supposed to be here until around 7:30 or 8:00 at the earliest. But that was not the case...the car pulled up at 5:15. Hubs of course is thrilled...Little A and I...not so much. They bring in tons and tons of toys. Things that make weird noises, things that sing, things that pop, movies, books, and tons and tons of clothes.

I had this genious plan to not open everything and then wrap some of it up for Christmas for her! I would have put there name on it....but she didn't need it all at one...it was just to much for a 15 month old. BUUUUUT as always my plan falls through when they open everyhting and give it to her all at once. By this point Little A is curled up in a ball on my lap because she isn't sure what to do. There are tons of people in our house, she doesn't know that all want her undivided attention.

They decided at 8:00 we should go get dinner. GREAT, Little A is beyond tired and doesn't want anything to do with anyone besides me. She wouldn't even go to Hubs because he was all about these crazy people that had envaded HER personal space. We went to a small Mexican Restraunt where I didn't even get to eat because Little A was glued to me, she wouldn't even sit in her chair because it was to close to people who were all over her. I was laughing on the inside It broke my heart for them.

Friday we headed out of this tiny town and went to Roswell, NM. Because you can't go to New Mexico and not learn all about the aliens....right? Luckily they had a kids zoo that was free so we walked around there and let Little A watch the animals. She still wouldn't go to anyone so I carried her around on my hipand laughed as she touched the deers nose and then I rushed her away to the nearest sink and washed her hands. After we went to the zoo we went to the UFO Research Museum. And while it was very interesting....it had nothing, and I mean NOTHING that could keep a child entertained. So Hubs paraphrased the entire place for me once we got back out to the car.

After leaving Roswell we headed down to Carlsbad, NM. We got a hotel for the night and then went to WalMart to get swim suits for us! They had an indoor pool...and I knew it would be the only time Little A had fun all weekend. She got one of those nifty ones where the life vest is built in and I had to go to the Little Girls department to find something that fit. Don't judge me! They only had 2XL bikinis left and I really wanted to swim with Little A. So I went and got an XL one piece from the girls department! Hubs got a pair of basketball shorts and we were back off to the hotel. We met the In Laws down by the pool and got in to enjoy the swimming.......

That is all for today...I will finish the rest of the story tomorrow. It is a nightmare from here on out.

Pay Off's Can Be Amazing

That's right...all that hard work I put in for Hubs's squadron and you know what I get in return....enough hamburgers to eat for a month and not 1, not 2, but 3 sexy shirtless men cleaning my house!

That's right Hubs and two other friends came over to say thanks for the help. My house was military cleaned from top to bottom while I sat on the couch and sipped a glass of Blackberry Wine.

I'd say all in all helping out was worth my time!

Today is also d-day the day the in laws get here. I had a mental break down last night and told Hubs just how much I was dreading this weekend. He completely understood and gave me the keys and told me to drive as far away as I wanted. I made it to the city limits and got to tired so I came home. I told him I would sleep on it and decide what I would do today. I have decided to suck it up and go hiking (and now camping) for Little A's sake.

Speaking of Little A.............

This morning while I was trying to change her diaper before breakfast...which of course if you have read this blog at all...you know it's a nightmare....she got up and took off again. This time peeing all over my nice clean floor that was so graciously mopped for me by Burger last night. And since the child can't sit still for longer than 2 seconds, she peed all the way down the hallway.

I'm going to need to make a trip to the gym tonight and hit a punching bag for an hour or so, I think maybe I will feel MUCH better after that!

Well, it's time for last minute preparations. Hopefully everyone can make it through this weekend in one piece and I will have awesome pictures from hiking.

Burger Burns Make a Girl Tired

So, Hubs's squadron is having a picnic in 2 weeks. So they need to do fundraisers...right? RIGHT! THEY being the key word there. But it has definitely turned into a ME type of effort. Like I don't have my hands full already.

In the past 3 days I have been to Wal Mart 4 times....it's back to school time....that is the LAST place I want to be!

I got enough hamburgers, chips, plates, drinks, napkins, and buns to feed 200 people. And I spent 16 hours yesterday baking cookies...peanut butter, chocolate chip, sugar, and white chocolate macadamia nut to be exact. 600 cookies! I am flipping TIRED! But I am not done yet.....I still have to get everything for the grill to get it up there.

But I guess that's what I get for being a super awesome person who can't say no! Or maybe I'm using it as an excuse to not clean for my in laws...either way I am flat out worn out.

Do any of you help your husbands with stuff for their jobs? Or am I just completely crazy?!?!?

Preparations are under way....

The in laws will be here in 2 days. I'm not ready for this at all. The house is as clean as it is going to get, and Little A is as grumpy as ever. I love them, I really do...but they know how to make my life stressful. And they are doing a VERY good job of that right now.

I'm getting at least 3 phone calls a day asking if I have booked there hotel rooms and have made our plans for the time they will be here. And my answer has been the same every time..."No, I'm not doing it, it's not my job."

They are making crazy elaborate plans for while they are here and all the places we are going to go see. Here is where the problem starts....

1. Hubs is on 12's this week.
2. The plane they are working on....is having severe problems they are trying to get fixed before the next flight.
3. Hubs is in charge of several fundraisers going on with the help of Burger...and needs to be there doing that also.

Ok, so the in laws have it set in their minds that Hubs will have Friday off and we will start our drive around this state. (Welcome to the military...planning is not a good idea).

The second problem is Little A hates the car....she's good for about an hour...two max. Driving all of the state is not going to fly with her at all. And then there is going to be a pissy Hubs and an even more pissy me.

Nothing they want to do is kid friendly so Hubs and I will be stuck sitting and waiting for them to finish before we can move on to the next Great Adventure.

And then to top it all off they want us to take 1 car....there will be 7 of us total. The absolute max my car can hold is 5....and theirs 4. Would it be wrong of me to offer to just stay home with Little A for the weekend while they go do whatever it is they want to do?!?!?!

Eh, I may just tell them we are taking to cars and I will take Little A to the zoo while they g rock climbing (see what I mean by not kid friendly).

How would anyone else handle this situation?

OH...and they bought her $300.00 worth of toys. What 15 month old child needs THAT many toys?!?! She loves her ball and a water bottle. Things that sing creep her out, and things that make to much noise give me a migraine....just like this weekend is going to...

2 rooms down....

So, Hubs and I decided about a month ago that we would be playing the role of Martha Stewart in our house. We have both only lived in tiny apartments that weren't worth the effort to decorate. Now that we have a house we want it to look nice. We were finally able to finish our living room about 2 weeks ago, and I have never been so happy! Well, until Hubs decided that the next room we needed to decorate was the bathroom. As much I want our bedroom done next I sucked it up and said ok...we can do the bathroom. $200.00 and 3 trips to Bed Bath and Beyond later my bathroom is complete. Little A did most of the picking as to what she wanted...since it is her bathroom too! I know, I know...she's 15 months old...but he is a very picky girl and some really weird things scare her and make her run and cry as if the buggy man was after her. It is all done up in pretty fish...Hubs is even weird enough to have given the fish soap dispenser a name...HIS name is now Waldo. I married a strange man. Oh well, I will post pictures of the two rooms later this week.



Right now I am preparing for my in-laws to get here. This takes a lot of mental preparation. I mean A LOT!



Did anyone else catch the new episode of True Blood last night?!?! Eric can lay naked in the bed any time he wants in my book!

Dear So and So,

Dear Little A,

4:00 a.m. is not play time, it is also not time to go outside and run around like a crazy child. I hope you learn this and soon...I'm not so sure I can go through another night like last night. Mommy and Daddy love our sleep....you should too!

Needs Her Beauty Sleep,
Mama

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Dear Hubs,

Thanks for trying to get Little A back to sleep...even though I know you did it for your own selfish reason. You know I can be the queen of bitchy on only 3 hours of sleep.

The Queen Bee,
Your Wife

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Dear In-Laws,

I am not your personal slave. I do not do things to meet your every whim. If you want to come visit I will pretend it is all good. But call the hotel and make your own reservations with your own credit card instead of mine.

The Pissy Pants,
You DIL

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Dear Brain,

Please start functioning, I have thing to do today that require you to work a little.

Still Sleeping,
The Rest Of My Body

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Dear USAF Finance Department,

Thank You. Yes, you heard me....I said thank you. After 3 and a half months you have FINALLY figured everything out and we received our first "normal paycheck" today. Thank You also for admitting that your group is possibly the stupidest the Air Force has and it would be better if it went to all civilians (I'm not kidding the Chief said this). Whatever you managed to do finally worked and I am very appreciative and will now stop calling and harassing you.

I Got My Money,
The Dependant

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Dear Readers,

Go check out Kat. She is sure to give you a huge smile!

Forever Your Blogger Friend,
a.l.b.

My Perfect Child...Revised....

OK, you guys may remember a few weeks ago my post about Little A...so sweet, and loving, and perfect.

Right...I was drugged by some mysterious person when I wrote that apparently.

Last night I am running around like a chicken with my head cut off being the perfect housewife I know I am. I have dinner cooking and Little A almost ready for bed. She has been fed, bathed, and we are about to get in a diaper and some PJ's.

She HATES her diaper, I get this, I would hate something that bulky and crunchy on my butt too. But she isn't potty trained and is no where near ready for it yet, so she is stuck with it for awhile longer.

I went into her room and got everything we needed to get ready to go to bed. I was just missing ONE thing....Little A. I found her hiding behind the clothes hamper in my closet...butt naked just as I had left her.

I walked into the living room and she followed me in very slowly. I finally get her layed down to put her diaper on and as fast as I could blink she was up and gone. We did this for about 10 minutes before my eyes started bulging out of my pretty little head.

So what do I do to get her attention and make her behave you ask? Well that's simple...the fool proof method of using her full name...she knows she is in trouble and usually cries. It has the same affect on her that spanking does most children. That is until last night......

Me: "A.N.B."

Little A: With the whip of her head and a crooked smile with a handful of attitude, "Yes."

Hubs: *Laughing so hard I'm sure he is about to pee his pants*

Me: *At a loss for words with Little A* "Hubs, shut up and don't encourage her"

Hubs: *Still laughing so hard he can't stand up*

Little A: *Throws the clean diaper in the trash can and goes outside...butt naked*

Me: *Throws in the towel*

Hubs: *Still laughing, takes over*

45 minutes later Little A has a diaper on. Her little attitude came about 10 years earlier than I had prepared myself for. I could have sworn the full name method was a fool proof method. I was proven wrong by me beautiful 15-month-old little girl.

Pillow Thieves and Bed Hogs

So last night as Hubs and I were going to bed we had one of those arguments that you spend the entire fight laughing your ass off.

We have a huge king size bed...I'm a whopping 5'3" and 102 lbs. Hubs is 6'4" and 175 lbs. So, this king size bed should EASILY hold us both at night. It doesn't to say the least....I wake up every morning hanging on to the bed for dear life so I don't fall and die. Hubs is sound asleep on MY SIDE OF THE BED! (And it doesn't matter if we switch sides of the bed he still ends up on my side.) And last night we figured out why this is....

Pillows...I'm a HUGE fan of these wonderful things. I sleep with 4 a night, leaving Hubs with 2. Well, apparently I like these pillows so much that I also take his while we are sleeping. Right out from under his head. I don't remember doing this, I think he is full of it.

Turns out he is not. I woke up at 4:30 this morning with 6 pillows and him on my side of the bed. All the poor man wants is somewhere nice and soft to lay his head. And here I am for the last 4 years blaming him for taking up to much room!

Looks like we will have to super glue pillows to his side of the bed so I can't steal them and maybe he will stay put just for one night!

Annual Base Picnics and a date all in one weekend!

Friday we had the Annual Base Picnic and had a blast. Not only because we won a few things from the raffle, but because Hubs didn't have to go to work and we got to spend the day as a family at the park! That NEVER happens!!

Aside from that one of Hubs's friends wanted to come over and watch the UFC fight on Pay Per View on Saturday and offered to watch Little A while we went on a date. Now, Hubs and I haven't been on a date with no baby or other people tagging along for at least a year. Part of that is because I am overly picky about who I let watch Little A and it doesn't even include most of our family. Oh well, I GOT A DATE WITH HUBS! We went and had sushi and steak and then went to see The Proposal!

And Hubs and I had a heart to heart about another baby while on our date. We have both decided we are ready....we are going to start trying for another one! We both also agree that after 2 we will be done though.

Well, I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend, it's time for a crappy Monday and a long rest of the week.

Dear So and So,

Dear lovely new neighbors,

I know you just moved in this week. I also assume you know how to read....that name plate on our front door is to show that someone lives there....STOP PARKING IN MY DRIVEWAY! idiot.

Give me back my drive way,

A.L.B.

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Dear Little A,

I get it, your teeth hurt. Mommy has done everything in her magical powers to make them stop hurting but you are making it impossible. You can't only cry and sleep can you?!?!

The uninspired tooth fairy,

Mama

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Dear Moby Wrap,

Where have you been my whole life?!?!? Well, Little A's whole life?!?!?! You are a wonder worker of a baby carrier and my back doesn't hurt! And did I mention she doesn't cry when she is cradled up in you?!?! I Love You!

Forever grateful,

Baby carrier wearing fool

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Dear Readers,

If you haven't already you need to go check out Kat over at 3 Bedroom Bungalow. She is awesome and she hosts Dear So and So every Friday!

Always,

A.L.B.

What Was I Thinking?

Going back to school. I love to learn, LOVE it....but HOLY CRAP....seriously I'm on day 2 and have 25 pages of hand written notes. My poor little pretty hands are screaming at me right now!

Hubs is of course trying to be super supportive about me doing this whole schooling thing and then going back to work when I am done...but he has learned very fast that I am going to need help getting everything done around here. He realized yesterday that I did way more than he gave me credit for.

Little A is hating every minute of me doing schooling. Because well, that means I am sitting on the computer and not singing The Wheels On The Bus a million times a day...only about 750,000 now.

I also don't know what Little A's deal is. Every evening at the same time (about 8:00) she wakes up after only being in bed for about 45 minutes and screams bloody murder for about 10 minutes. I go in and rock her and calm her down until she is back asleep but it never fails...the exact same time every night. Oh well, it could be worse.

Where did my weekend go??

Our entire weekend was spent volunteering. And partying it up. Well, kind of....

Hubs does AADD (Airman Against Drunk Driving) every weekend and it has been pretty peaceful until this weekend.

Really Airman, REALLY? 4 of you in one night all at different bars all between the hours of 3 a.m and 4 a.m. I am super glad you called the hot line to get a ride, but excuse me hot line....there were like 5 other people on that list you could have called.

Saturday we did Meals on Wheels with a few other people from Hubs's shop. After that we all decided it would be fun to have a BBQ with the entire shop (or whoever showed up). So in the matter of 3 hours we picked a house, got all the food, called and invited everyone, and started prepping for the evening.

The BBQ was held at Hubs's closest friends house (he just closed on it a week ago) so we decided to help him get everything ready. Oh...and this friend will from here on out be referred to as Burger because that is what Little A insists his name is.

So, Burger, Hubs, and I got what we thought would be enough for the people we assumed would be coming. 45 people showed up!!!! We have never had that many people at a BBQ! It was so much fun!! Little A got to play with the puppy and all the other kids that were there. And the teenagers who showed up all watched the little ones. I got a break from being mommy for a few hours and got to enjoy adult conversation!

By the time we were done, the teens had made a HUGE tent and filled it with blankets they took out of Burger's closet and all the kids were asleep. They fell asleep watching Beauty and the Beast. It was the most peaceful moment any of us had seen! How THEY got our kids to fall asleep we will never know....but I think I'm going to bring one home with me next time.

Sunday, we went and helped out with Habitat for Humanity for about 6 hours. And then had some serious grocery shopping to do.

And somewhere in all that I found time to apply for MyCAA and get approved and get my FA set up and I am going back to school! I am going for Medical Transcription and can do it all from home, online.

So again I ask, where did my weekend go? I thought I was supposed to get to relax at least 1 day!

How was ya'lls weekend?!?!?