Christmas Presents of the Squished Variety

So this morning as I was wrapping a couple presents in my lovely penguin giftwrap, making the bows all pretty out of ribbon, trying to make sure there were no blunt edges like the good little Hallmarkian I am... I realized something.

These presents are going into luggage. With clothes. And shoes... and God only knows what else.

Why am I making them pretty???


By the way, out of the blue and utterly random as this is, my fortune cookie last night was:

"Your lost possession will be found within the month." In bed. (You ALWAYS add in bed.)


However, in or out of bed.... My bracelet can pop up any time now. Okay. Go.

No, really. Helloooooo, bracelet?

Or perhaps... perhaps something that needs to be "found" as in a second line or one less word... will pop up within the month.

Or I will have "found" out something awesome, miraculous, and very, very small...


Then again, maybe I'll just figure out where we lost Guardy's brain between here and Tucson.

My Family Needs a Little Help... *eye twitches*

It is my sincerest opinion that they need to add more variety to their pets.

I had to improvise.

Poor bird.

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In other news, we went bowling last night! It was fun, and I enjoyed it, although everyone was drinking and that was really quite annoying and gross. I hate alcohol, in all forms. It makes smart people stupid, and nice people mean. It is very, very possible to have fun without it... but it's not easy to have fun when it's split in half, some drunks, and some intelligence.

We brought Eirich home with us, which I wasn't especially pleased about. He sleeps on our air mattress and eats our food.... how is that anything cool or fun?

Today, we're going to a birthday part for Jen's little boys, Eric and Johnathan at around 3 or 4, and then after that, we're going to head to one of the civilian guys that works in the Armory, too, for a bbq potluck thingy. I'm going to do dishes and make Marlboro Man's Favorite Sandwich for brunch, and then, I'll take my camera and get some pics.

I want to show you more. I want you to meet Jen, who is beautiful and sassy. I want you to meet Stone, who's a walking stick with the prettiest brown eyes I've ever seen (and I really don't find brown eyes attractive). I want to show you Eric, and Johnny, and Jeffrey, who is adorable. I wish I could introduce you to Addison, who is an angel on earth, but she's still in the hospital, and her mom, Morgan, which is where she got the angelic-ness from, and Young, her dad that did not contribute in anyway to her angelhood, lol, because he's a felon (he rode a 4 wheeler through a cornfield that WAS NOT marked, and the owner, that doesn't live there, got mad... and we now tease him endlessly).

And I would like to give you more Andrew. Just cuz I like him so much. =D

Things I Am Considering on a Friday Morning.

Here are a few of the things I am...well, considering, obviously. They are random, they are snippy, they are not going to make much sense!

Onward!

1) Is my husband actually going to get laundry or dishes done while I'm gone today at work? I gave him the option, to pick which he'd prefer, and yet, I have a feeling I'm going to come home at 5 and have to do both... Dear Andrew, please make me a liar. Do the dishes. Please.

2) What in the name of all that is decent and holy is going on with my hair today? I am considering a freaking bun like a schoolmarm.

3)Where did all the beef go in my beef and broccoli? I didn't finish dinner last night, my mouth got bored again, so I woke up to eat it this morning. I ate some...and now, I am beefless. It's depressing. I refuse to eat rice and broccoli in an oyster soy vinegar sherry sauce if there's no BEEF.

4) Am I the only one that remembers that old commercial? "Where's the beef?" I don't even know if it was a commercial, it's one of those things that your mom tells you about so often that it becomes your own quirky-weird memory. Please help me not feel insane. If you can't do that...do my dishes!

5)I'm considering wearing my boots to work today. They fit the requirements: closed toe, closed heel. But will they look good with these pants? More importantly, will I be able to stand for 6 hours in them and not scream hysterically at the end of the day? Even more importantly...will anyone realize that the socks I have to wear with them are actually pink striped toe socks?

6)This, I am not considering. This, I am sure of. I need that Starbucks! Or else, I need to go back to bed for an hour. Which I could do, actually, it's only 8:45... But NO, I MUST NOT CONSIDER A NAP! If I do, the day will suck.

7) I am considering putting a countdown on here to our trip to Tucson. Okay, countdown reconsidered. I'll just tell you.... 18 DAYS! Eighteen Days, eighteen days, 18d... Woohoo!!

8) I was laying in bed this morning when I thought of taking my laptop on the plane with me. I heard recently about some airplanes offering WiFi in the air, if you can believe it, and I have to wonder...If I get one of them, could I blog while flying? Reading in the car makes me sick, would typing in the plane make me sick? I can watch movies on the road...maybe I can in the air? PW blogs while in her car...Can I do it whilst in ze plane, ze plane?

9) Is the ice going to be melted off my car before I have to leave for work? Dang it, it better be. I hate ice. I hate cold. I hate Tennessee.

10)...how did we end up with the weirdest, goofiest, clumsiest bird on the planet? He's trying to sit on his head again, and making sweet little chirpy sounds while he does it....and there he goes. Off the perch. I knew it was coming, he probably did too...so now he's romancing his mirror. *sigh*

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go take a nap....ER O.O I mean.... I'm gonna get my Starbucks...

I am alive! I didn't fall off the planet, I swear!!

I just looked at the date of my last post. I feel rather sheepish. November 3rd was a long while ago, nearly a month. I have not posted here in nearly a month.

You have my deepest, most sincere apologies.

So, I'll give you a bit of an update on things, just important highlights and whatnot. First though, something weird just happened...my keyboard gave out. I had to unplug it completely from the back of the tower and plug it in on the front USB port instead. Doesn't make any sense to me, but if it works this way, I'll use it this way.

Updates, right, got it.

Laptop is still in a state of disrepair, although I had a wonderful, amazing dream last night that I turned it on and it miraculously worked. Gonna try it today, I feel ready for the disappointment, lol.

Andrew got a promotion! He is not Private First Class Adami, not just Private Adami. That means a new little symbol on his chest, and new embroidery on his Class A's and helmet... and a little extra moola in the bank for us!

I got a job! I now work a few hours a week, and those hours are steadily increasing as Christmas gets closer, at the local Hallmark! Yay! You know, the more I work there and learn about Hallmark in general, the more I like the place. And oh, the holiday stuff. I love the holiday stuff. For instance, I recently turned my fridge into a snowman, with magnets. How cool is that? I would show you... but my laptop doesn't work. Every single penny from this job is going right into our now very low savings account. We live fine and well off of Andrew's income, but we have a few large purchases that we need to make (read: CAR), so we're stepping up the saving up.

We adopted a cat! We went to Petsmart recently, on a whim looking for something for Guardy for Christmas (yes, my bird gets his own stocking, complete with birdy toys and treats), and ended up adopting one black and orange calico they called Yoko Ono. We changed the name immediately. She's more black than orange, with green eyes, and she's a year old. She's had one litter of kittens, but is now spayed and has all her shots. We named her Kahlan Sedona Adami. Guardy promptly disowned us.

We're going home for Christmas!! There are a few bugs left to work out, because I was stupid and bought tickets for too early in the day, but it shouldn't be too hard. We leave the evening of Dec. 22 and come back to Tennessee on the 29th. I have a whole lot of people to squeeze into a week, let me tell you. Everyone that got a Thanksgiving card... plus some. It should be interesting, and it's important to see them because there are a few old friends of mine that I may never see again if I don't do it now. Amy and Danny especially, because they're getting married and moving away in the summer, and I can't just let them leave :( I am so excited to go home.

We're almost done with the shopping for everyone, just about 4 more ppl left.

I am still, perhaps worse than before, addicted to Facebook games.

I am still, probably a little less than before, addicted to IMVU.

I can hear Kahlan in the other room, attacking things. She got a wild hair up her butt this morning at about 3 am, went running around the whole house, knocked the bird off his perch, then jumped up on the bed and attacked my toes with every ounce of ferocity in her chunky little feline body. I bought her a mouse when we got her. It's fuzzy and brown and when you touch it, even slightly, it squeeks. She loves it. I can hear the random, slightly terrified squeeking as I type. Cracks me up, I tell you.

Lately, since I started working, my housekeeping has gone severely downhill. I think the laundry in the living room as been there for a good two weeks, and I can't really give you a good reason why... I can give you an excuse, though.

My laptop failed me. Without it, I have no desire to sit in the living room, and therefore, I do not see the messiness of it on a daily basis. No see = no fix. That's my reasoning. Plus, I can't play my music, my stories are null and void, and IMVU runs like snail on here.

Andrew says Lappy will be fixed for Christmas. Darn tootin', it will be, if I have to go get it done myself.

I'm gonna get him a wireless mic and keyboard thingy for the Xbox for Christmas. He's also got lots of little things coming to him in his stocking, including, of course, Swedish Fish. The boy would die without them, I think. He's supposed to be filling my stocking this year, too, for the first time. I'm worried, to be honest. I have a feeling that I'm not gonna get much in my stocking this year, because he's going to forget, or he's going to claim he doesn't have time. I work, too, and I take care of the house, and I take care of him, and I find time. It's a matter of sacrificing things you would do for yourself in order to give to others, and that includes time on the XBox. We'll see.

In other news, I need your help. Young, one of the guys in Andrew's Armory, has a little girl named Addison. She's about a year and a half... and she's in the ICU right now. She has severe pneumonia; she isn't breathing on her own. Her mother's name is Morgan, and I can only imagine how she feels, knowing that her baby is on a breathing machine in a hospital, and not home safe.

So if you pray, pray for them. If you send good thoughts and empathy, send it their way. If you cross your fingers, cross them, and your toes, too. Put everything you can towards this baby getting better, if for no other reason than because no child deserves to die.

Thank you.

Gypsies, Tramps, and Cockatiels

So this is the first post, I guess. Knowing the way these blogs work, there's really no point in giving you a lot of information about myself here, because in a few entries, this will disappear behind a link. How many people really are going to say to themselves, "Oh, I bet she put more info on her first post, let's go look it up even though that was two years ago!" Not so many.
There's no way to indent. That's annoying.
Anyway, let me tell you about today, and the last few days. Today was wet. Yep, just down right wet. But I'm coming to the conclusion that this place is ALWAYS wet, seriously, I think it's rained at least twice a week since we've been here. I've been inside pretty much all day, since I woke up until this exact moment. I did, however, walk to the office to drop off some mail and see what we got, as well as go out to take that nice, drippy picture you see there. I would have done more... in fact, I was planning on today being a job hunting day, I've got my eye on a few places around here, but Andrew took the car this morning for a 5:30 PT and I wasn't about to deal with that again. Yesterday they had to inspect the car to make sure it was functioning well and properly... and I had it with me. Good thing I was only at home and not on the other side of town where I should have been, dropping off an application to Kohls because I had to drop everything and go right on post to Andrew's unit and let them look over the car. It was tense, because Andrew was nervous, and I was frustrated from the humidity and having to come all the way back (and let me tell you, he's not close to the gate, no, not at all, he's in some backwoods part of the post that takes 10 mins to get to...)
Not today, thanks.
So far, though, the one car thing hasn't been too problematic. I take him when I need it, the way I did before the military, or vice versa once I get a job. We'll deal, but I hate going on post if I don't have to. I know I have the right to be there, I know I have the correct ID and all that... I just feel as if I don't belong there, like everyone is watching me, staring at me and going, "Oh, never seen her before. Why is she here?" It just makes me nervous, I guess. Andrew doesn't really understand it, because he's been living on post for months now, he's been completely immersed in the entire military lifestyle... I have not. I've been living in Oro Valley, AZ, with no military anything for miles, except the recruiting station, and no worries at all. Now, I'm not even in Arizona, much less Oro Valley, and post isn't the place I want to be.
We are starting to get a little more acclimated, slowly but surely. I've got my TN license now, and the plates on the car no longer suggest his name. We've switched our insurance, all of our stuff is in the apartment we're leasing... We still need to get him his TN license, switch banks, get internet (odd thing for me to say, huh? yay for libraries!), switch phone companies, find me a job, and sign a longer lease if we decided to stay in these apts. But there's time for all of that: we're going to be probably a year. Not to mention, we're planning on switching to a bank and a cell phone that will be better suited to moving around.
So today was comprised of Sims, fish sticks, the internet, and that darned yellow bunch of feathers and vocal cords in the corner. He's screaming right now, because I'm playing music, and he just got done whistling along to Cher's "Gypsies, Tramps, and Thieves." It's his favorite song.
Dinner is Pizza Hut tonight, probably with a movie. I want to watch The Legend of Bagger Vance. I could do for a good Will Smith movie right now. Andrew has agreed, so I'm gonna get off here and do some more Sim-ming until dinner.
I guess that's my first post.

Helen