The Best Chicken Dish I Make :D

Okay, so yesterday on the Monday Mingle, I talked about the most asked for recipe  in this house. I mentioned the entire thing to Andrew, and that we were having chicken for dinner.

His face dropped when I told him I wasn't able to make the chicken potato bake for the third time this week.

So, as requested by the lovely and talented Stefany, here is the recipe for chicken potato bake. It's so easy, I don't really use the measurements any more, but I'll give them anyway.


4 bone-in chicken pieces **Edit: I use boneless, skinless chicken breast and as many as I need for however many people I'm feeding that night, lol

1 1/2 lbs potatoes, cut into thin wedges **I can't seem to get my wedges down pat, so I cut my potatoes into chunks, wedges, slices, scallops... whatever! And about 2 big potatoes is plenty for 4 chicken breasts, unless you really like them, then maybe 2 and a half.

1/2 cup zesty Italian dressing **I stopped measuring this ages ago. See further down for what I now do.

1/2 cup grated parmesan cheese **Stopped with this too: keep reading!

1 tsp Italian seasoning ** see past two notations, lol


So.

Preheat your oven to 400. You need a baking dish with a lid, or lacking such, a baking dish and some foil.

Put your breasts (no, no... the CHICKEN breasts, you pervert) in the baking dish. Add enough Italian dressing to half cover them. I like to sprinkle a little cheese here, for good measure. Add your potatoe whatevers... I make the top as even as possible, then add an obscene amount of Italian dressing over the potatoes. When I say obscene, I mean on this one dish, I use about 3/4 the bottle. YOU DO NOT HAVE TO BE A PIG LIKE ME!! Use as much, as little, or even the exact numbers, as you want. No worries :) Last but not least, sprinkle a thick coat of parmesan cheese over it all and a little Italian seasoning on that.

Cover and bake for 30 minutes. 

Remove cover and bake for another 30 minutes.

Dig in :D and make sure you get some of the potatoes and the sauce that they cookied in. Oh, baby, oh baby.



This recipe is so very easy. And quick, too, minus the potato cutting, which only takes me forever because I use a butter knife. I'm a wuss like that, guys. Really.

Monday Mingle- Vloggy!

So today is Monday! That means, Monday Mingle as promised in a vlog! I had to do it quickly (yes, 7 minutes IS quickly for me) because my goober wants to watch a few movies with me today <3

I should have mentioned that Andrew is also a gamer, but he (and I) game in a lot of ways. Video, roleplay, board, etc... we do all of it and it's a lot of fun, but you're right, Alexes, they do get in the way A LOT.

So, here it is, and good luck, lol!

The questions were:

1. Name your 5 favorite movies

2. What is the most requested/favorite meal in your house?

3. Is your husband/partner/significant other into sports? If so, does it irritate you when he/she watches, or do you join in?

I would like to apologize for the quality. I do this on my webcam and for something reason, it records sounds a lot slower than it records actions. I dunno how to fix this, and any tips would be appreciated. Very sorry :(

Superbowl and the Sims: A Tragedy

Have you ever had something... a book, a game, a story to write, something... that made it virtually impossible to leave your house? Or, if you were younger, your bedroom?

I have. It happens often, actually. When I was living at home, it was usually a story that had to be written, or a book that needed to be finished.

Once we moved out and had our own place, it was chores that I needed to get done (or avoid somehow) added on top of that.

Then it became a game, then a book again, then a chat site (IMVU) and now, I can see it turning into Sims 3.


Andrew, bless his gooberish little heart, couldn't take the suspense any longer and gave me my Valentine early:

SIMS 3!!!!

I am tickled pink, I couldn't stop kissing him yesterday, and it took all my willpower to let him play it for right now, because I adore that game. I love the Sims in all shapes and forms, in all it's llama-obsessed glory!

I build empires on that game, dang it. EMPIRES. The last time I had a Sim game, I had close to 6 generations of Adamis and my own family graveyard.

So... if you don't see or hear from me for a few days, you know where I am.

Also... Superbowl party today. Yay. I AM NOT PLEASED NOR EXCITED BECAUSE THE COWBOYS ARE NOT PLAYING!!!

If they were... totally different story.

But they're NOT. Gr.

And yet... I will be going to watch whoever it is that beat whoever and the Cowboys to get to the Superbowl... and that means I will spend another 4 or 5 hours not playing my Sims.

Today is sadness embodied.

Wordless Wednesday

Yes, he is sleeping.

 

No, I was not fully coherent when I married him.

Wordless Wednesday, with a twist!

Musical Chairs

Helen | MySpace Video





To clarify:

Yes, this is my wedding reception, and yes, we are playing musical chairs.
I'm in the one in the white dress. Andrew has a white shirt and a green tie. He's 'conducting'.
My mom is the one with the halter top dress and flowers, my dad has on the brown vest.
Matt is in a black shirt and white tie. Ben's in a blue shirt, Phil's in a white shirt, he's pretty obvious. Mark is recording.

=D

Matt won, btw.

I feel like bragging.

Bragging about wonderful things in my life, I have come to realize, is good for me.

So I want to tell you about my husband's recent antics and let you decide how cool it was, or wasn't.


We were in the PX (that is, for all you non-military lucky ducks out there, the post exchange, basically a gigantic everything store with food and other stuff in it) and he had just gotten his hair cut. We'd eaten lunch, and we were headed for the GameStop to see if they had a particular game he'd been looking for.

As we walked by what could be termed a candle stand, with the vendor sitting at her cart on the phone, one of the shelves on the cart gave way. Just dropped right off... and the woman's face did about the same thing. Not three seconds after it happened, my husband dear plants his jacket, the bag we have, and both sodas in my arms and begins helping the woman put the shelf back up.

It turns into an ordeal. By the end of it, he's lying on the floor on his back in the middle of the PX, banging on a shelf with his hand. Was I embarrassed? Yes, a little, because I could see his tummy hair for most of it, lol. The woman looked at us with a little bit of shock on her face, that even on a military post where I will say, most men have pretty good manners towards ladies (in public, sober), someone just dropped everything to help her. I smiled at her, held the stuff, looked at her candles and pretty much just let him go.

Because that's how Andrew works. When he sees something that needs to be fixed, when he sees someone that needs help, he will. Right then. No questions asked, no bargains made, no time considerations. He just helps. At one point, she said it was fine and we didn't have to fix it and I shook my head and smiled and said, "Oh no, he's got it in him now. He won't leave til he's happy with it."

I love that about him.

I'm done now :)

Christmas Pictures, again!

I have literally been sitting at the computer all day long, with this tab open, telling myself I am definitely going to post, I am, I am, I am...

And now it's 6 pm. I'm finally posting.

There's not much to tell you, really, besides how much I hate flying, and how much I wish going home meant walking across the road from Meg's to our apartment.

OH and go look at that link over there! The Lantana Ranch link! That's Leslie's new business venture: organic soaps, oils, candles and more! 

Here's more pics:

Ben was Santa this year.

He handed out the presents and we open them one at a time.

 

We're all supposed to wait and watch the next person unwrap... but Mattie's not there yet, lol.

 

 

Not my best pic... but it has my roasting pan in it!!

Steve is EVIL with tape. In this picture, he torments Phil as Phil tries to unwrap one of his monstrosities.

(Shortly after this pic was taken, Phil used his teeth)

 Heya, hot stuff <3

and Megum =D

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...

Dear Santa... Writer's Prompt from Mama Kat

Ah, Thursday. Day of Writers' Workshops. I was born on a Thursday...they say, "Thursday's child has far to go." Seriously, isn't Tennessee and all of it's odd weather far enough?? The only thing further for me would probably be India...but at least it gets hot there.

But I digress. Brace yourself, this is gonna be a whopper.

Alexes did it.. I bet that if she wasn't having red and green food for Advent dinner, Michelle would do it. Therefore, I am gonna be a follower today and use one of Mama Kat's Famous Writers' Workshop Prompts :D

(Boy, I am just full of linky goodness today, aren't I?)

Dear Santa Claus,

This is not my best year. In fact, this might be the craziest year of my life so far, and given that you see me when I'm sleeping, when I'm awake, when I'm actually supposed to be sleeping but am instead awake doing ungodly things in the middle of the night....*ahem* Sorry, let's continue....you know that life so far for me hasn't exactly been --how shall I put this?-- SANE?

Ere-go, I've got quite the list for you. I don't doubt you can do it, but whether or not I merit it is still in question. I'm not really all that nice. Hence the snarky letter you're receiving atm. (That's chatspeak, means "at the moment". I'm sure you knew that. Mrs. Claus probably texts you like a madwoman when you're out with the reindeer doing whatever it is you do with them on the off season...)

First, though, I want to say thank you. It's been rather a while since I wrote. In fact, I was about 13-ish, and madly in love with Justin. I thought, heck why not? and asked you for a boyfriend that would love me "at least as much as he loves himself". Got that line from a book by Lynn Kurland. She's awesome, btw, I recommend her to the Mrs. wholeheartedly. Well, Santa dear, you delivered. In fact, you old over-achiever you, I didn't just get a boyfriend from the deal. I got an entire lifetime goober! =D Said goober is at work right now, but I'm sure he sends his love. He wants CODMW2 for the 360. (Again, I'm sure you're familiar with all of these acronyms by now. My life seems to be filled with them these days. That one there is Call Of Duty: Modern Warfare 2. Like we need another bang bang you're dead game around these parts, right? Because I don't already hear REAL gunfire when I go get a gallon of milk at the commissary, right?? *facepalm*)

So yes. Thank you. I loved him. He came at a weird time though. October? I mean... really? But it's made up for by his original plan to propose on Christmas....too bad that didn't go through. Friggin Army. But thank you =D I'll keep him for a good long while, feed him, all that good stuff. Unlike the Nano Baby that was in my stocking one year. I... *sniffle* I don't talk about Onan often. It hurts too much...*wipes nose on shirt*

This year, Santa Baby, I want a yacht. No, I'm joking. I can't swim. Why would I want a boat??

No, I want to win the lottery. Here is my plan. I want to win the Tennessee Lottery and move back to Arizona. Then, I want to with the Arizona Lottery. With both winnings, I plan to buy a little ranch somewhere around Oracle. Maybe... hmm, maybe somewhere off behind Great Grampa's old house. I wanna get a pair of good, sturdy saddle horses, a mare and a stallion preferably, one white and brown paint and the other a nice deep brown... oh, or one of the tan ones, with the black manes and feet. I'll plant watermelons and daisies and lavender and strawberries in my garden, as well as beautiful tall Ponderosa pines, like G. Grampa did for the Forest Service. We'll get a white Jeep Wrangler, and a nice sports car for Andrew. 350Z should do, dark metallic blue, and makes sure our road is mostly paved so that it doesn't hurt the suspension on it.

And the house we can have specially built. Two stories, with lots of open space and big windows... and a wide, open staircase so I don't have crazy vertigo like at Camp and Teresa's. Wood floors with big, soft rugs (the kind that don't slip, lol, you know me, Santa...) and a big kitchen, with an island in the middle that has a sink. Stainless steel fridge, one of those cool ovens that are stacked on top of each other, like the one in Mr. and Mrs. Smith. But I won't keep guns in mine. Oh, no, they will be fully functional, and fully used. The house will have to have at least 4 bedrooms, but we should probably mark that up to 6 bedrooms. We have a lot of family, and I know that eventually, someone will want to come stay with us. Six bedrooms, a kitchen, a dining room, a living room, a family room, and probably 3 bathrooms. Or maybe 2.5....definitely want one in the master bedroom, with a big clawfoot tub that I could (hypothetically) drown in. I don't really want to drown. I wouldn't be able to enjoy all of this as a ghost.

We could then have our three beautiful children that will have my coloring and Andrew's eyes...but probably need glasses and classes on how to move gracefully. I'll take them with the kids, for that matter, I could use a little extra grace... Oh, and a husky we'll call Hank Jr. and a Great Dane I want to call Clyde. Or Clementine. Cats, too, we need two, not including our lovely Kahlan, and maybe Diddles. But two cats usually turns into 12 cats eventually, so two breedable kitties will do fine.

Yes, Santa. I want all that for Christmas. It doesn't have to be this Christmas. I understand that some things take time, and I can imagine that the lottery, in two states nonetheless, could be tricky. But I'm confident that if we had both lotteries, we'd be able to pull all that off just fine. Oh, one more simple wish, though....could you pay for our schooling? I mean, if the lotteries don't cover it. I want to be a Midwife. Andrew is looking for something, but he would love to be a wolf rehabilitation expert.Then we would be able to afford all of this once the lottery dough runs out.

But... if you can't get me any of that, can you just make Andrew realize we need to move to better apartments? I'll take my life as it comes, Santa, but maybe living somewhere NOT filled with bugs (the crawling ones and the ones that you can fix) would make me very happy.

Merry Christmas.

PS. I know we moved, but if you could please bring our gifts in whatever form to Leslie and Chip's house in Arizona on Christmas Eve, we'd sorely appreciate it. For some reason, Grandpa Cavanagh doesn't want us at his house on Christmas Eve, so we're headed for the ranch instead. Be careful on the road. Grand Pappy Wash is a doozy in the winter time, even if you are flying over it. And remember, it's just after the Chapparel steakhouse on the Florence Highway. See you around when we have kids of our own :D

A new name and some other stuff before work.

Good morning! It's too early for me to be this cheerful, especially since I had such a trial last night. I couldn't sleep, not even a little. Andrew and I went to bed at 9:30 and I layed there a while, trying to sleep, but I had so much on my mind, I just...couldn't. So I got up to see how my video was uploading to my blog.

It wasn't.

**insert eye roll and facepalm here**

So I gave up, and I am very sorry. It was a cute video, but oh well. You'll just have to see my husband topless, fluffing a fake Christmas tree some other time.

I can, however, offer you a few photos of said tree.

And of our new and beautiful Kahlan Sedona, the cat who has yet to climb the Christmas tree.

I believe she's put off by the bird, who apparently gets the idea and starts freaking out, very loudly, when she gets too close to it.

Not to mention, our tree is only 4 1/2' tall. Not exactly a towering achievement if she did climb it, lol!

Also, if you're wondering what happened, I decided that I needed something.... spiffier than "The Adamis" for my blog name if I'm going to be seeing The Pioneer Woman, in person, in only a week!

Yes. THAT Pioneer Woman. The one with the amazing cookbook. The hunky hubby. The cute kids. The amazing cookbook....oh, wait, I said that. I'm gonna get her autograph! *dances around like a nasty little two year old*

And I'm going to buy Chels one, too, because out of nowhere, we discovered that we'd been reading the same awesome blog. How weird is that? Two sisters in law, on opposites sides of the country, both with very little interest in the food blog world in general...come across the same website on their own, put it on their own iGoogle pages for quick updates, and learn of this coinkidink two days before Thanksgiving when one of them casually mentions a corn and rice dish that the other had been drooling over a few hours before.

Oddity of oddities.

:D

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.

Well, that's just dandy.

I woke up in a really good, energetic mood today. Yes, I realize how strange that sounds coming from me, the laziest person on the planet. Yes, I too am wondering how long this energy will last. Probably until I look in the utility room and see that pile of laundry again.

How do two people go through that much laundry in two weeks? How? Someone please explain it to me.

In any case, I'll give you a few little tidbits of my day so far. It's 8:00 am, which used to be 9 am, but my heart is still set on it being 7 am, because if it were 7 am, I would be back in Tucson.

So, let's number this, shall we? Like Monday Mumbles by the infamous, pant-unbuttoning Tooj.

1) I had a dream about my emerald ring last night. Not my wedding ring, which I can promise cost a lot more to obtain, lol, but my 24k gold emerald ring that my aunt gave my mother because it's my birthstone, and my mother in turn gave me. I dreamed I lost it. That would break my heart. So now it's on my right index finger, feeling awkward, because I haven't worn it in over a year.

2) There's a weird sounding siren outside right now that I'm trying to ignore, because I was just outside and it was clear as a bell. So it can't be a tornado siren, because tornadoes need two very different air currents, and that only can happen when it storms. Please don't tell me otherwise. I will panic. It won't be pretty.

3) They are making a movie of the video game "Prince of Persia", with the guy that directed Spiderman, Sam Raimi, and the main actor is Jake Gyllenhaal. Oh yeah. Awesome, awesome game to watch so I can't wait for the movie.

4) Andrew asked me if he looked bigger yet. Bigger as in, more muscular. I made him flex... then I punched his booby and said, "Ow. Yes."

5) Ever since I was a little girl, my bladder has been immediately and immensely effected by the sound of the shower running. Andrew is no exception: I now have to pee.

6) If my husband can remember to go to the commissary when he gets off work, I'll be making lasagna tonight. If he can't, he won't be eating, dang it. I want lasagna!! The only thing standing between me and it is the ricotta cheese I somehow managed to... misplace (or maybe possible kinda sorta didn't remember to buy...). LASAGNA!!!

7) I've been playing CafeWorld on FaceBook. There is no hope for me. I am addicted. I've even been setting alarms on my phone to tell me when something is done, so I can run to my computer and serve it...

8) Today, I need to do dishes, clean up the bathroom, and take the bird out of his cage for the first time in over a month... and then vacuum, because there will be bird seed everywhere.

Cards to buy this month: Nov. 5-- Mom and Dad celebrate 22 LONG years together
Nov. 10-- Ben turns 16
Nov. 12-- Amy turns 21
Nov. 26-- Thanksgiving cards for: Grandma and Grandpa Adami, Matt and Megan, Mattison gets her own :D, Steve and Chelsey, David and Rachel, Harmony gets her own :D, Grandpa Cavanagh, Mom and Dad, and Leslie, Chip, Ben and Phil.
Total: 12 cards

Beans. I'm gonna go bake some cookies.

Wordless Wednesdays: Anniversary Pictures

Andrew

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Helen

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Yay!!

I don't even have a title....

My laptop is dead.

Yesterday, I had to take Zedd back to the car doctor and on the way there, I had to stop very, very suddenly at a red light. It was either that or be a) photographed and sent my ugly mug in the mail and b) pulled over right then and there because there was a cop next to me.

Laptop went flying.

Not even 30 minutes prior, I was on it fine and dandy, typing up my Thankful Thursday post which I saved to finish at Borders while I waited on the car, so it had to be the brief flight it made from the passenger seat to the passenger floorboard... The screen does not work. Nothing. It turns on, makes all the right sounds like it's brought up my desktop; but I see nothing but black on the screen.

And I loathe this desktop. I hate being stuck in this little room, at this slow computer. It won't run IMVU and what am I gonna do there? I have a pack to take care of... I can't play CafeWorld on Facebook, and that breaks my heart...

Andrew says we'll get it fixed as long as the price of fixing the screen does not exceed the price the we paid for the computer itself. If it does... we'll just have to look into getting another, albeit cheaper and less awesome, computer.

*sigh*

Add that up with a ruined awesome purse (ink catastrophe), Chip being taken to the hospital for emergency gall bladder surgery, Bennie with a broken wrist due to free running, cramps like my uterus wants to jump out of my body, and various other minor thingies, yesterday was darned fantastic.

But what I'm thankful for on Thursday was/is: I am thankful for a husband that I can laugh with. I blew a huge raspberry on the part of his arm right above the armpit, that tender little skin there, and he called me a butt bubble. I think we laughed like 5 year olds for a good 15 mins, lol, over butt bubbles and armpit raspberries and the entire fact that we were laughing about them...
<3

NaBloWriMo Day 12: It's definitely a Monday.

Good morning! Let me tell you a little about things, shall I?

Yesterday was pretty awesome, I'll tell you that. We did nothing, all day, just sat around and played video games and drank chocolate milk. It was nice. We found a few games for cheap on the Xbox 360 that we really loved, and he bought me Viva Pinata for our anni. I bought him the first book of the Forgotten Realms series, because he absolutely loves Drizzt, the main Drow character.

Yesterday was not without it's un-awesomeness, though. About 9 am I crawled unwillingly out of bed and decided I was going to do some dishes. I had made pancakes the day before and not really cleaned up, so it was getting kinda scary in the kitchen. Andrew followed me out and got a glass of Gatorade and as he turned around, he smacked a glass and it busted in the sink. It was a clean break, though, so we didn't have to worry about glass anywhere, and I kept on with what I was doing.

Well, I started the water and dumped out my mixing bowl, which was full of water too, and whoosh! All the water came gushing right out of the bottom and splattered all over me. I yelled for Andrew, who immediately came running thinking I'd cut myself (and with good reason was he hurrying, I pass out if I see my own blood usually), and water was just everywhere in the kitchen. So I called the emergency number to get the maint. man to come... and he never did. Our sink is still full of dirty dishes, totally not functioning.

Then later, after a fairly uneventful day (I tripped and fell, but that's normal), I was sitting in the chair in the den with a glass of orange Gatorade on the footstool we use as a table next to me. Andrew was in the bathroom... and suddenly, whoosh! again, the Gatorade went everywhere. Thank God for industrial strength stain master carpeting and the apartment complex's that are smart enough to use it. We got ALL the Gatorade up so well, it was pretty much dry when we were done.

There are now three soggy towels in the bathroom, drying out before I toss them in the dirty clothes.

In other news, today is NBWM Day 12 and I haven't missed a day yet! Also, Andrew recently had a contest at work for how fast he and his unit could disassemble, reassemble and function check a variety of weapons.

Andrew can completely disassemble, reassemble, and function check an M16 blindfolded in 1:24.

That's 1 minute and 24 seconds.

Blindfolded.

Wow.

NaBloWriMo Day 10: Today.

I decided last night that today, I would tell you exactly what was going on on this day one year ago... and seven years ago.


Seven years ago today, my father was in jail for child support on a boy who eventually admitted he was in no way blood related to my father.

Seven years ago today, I was a freshman in high school and had attended my first pep rally. I had joined Matmaids and watched the boy that would eventually be my brother in law sing and also wrestle in front of the entire school. Seven years ago today, I was already Megan's sister in heart if not by law.

Seven years ago today, I spent the day with a boy I had come to adore. We made plans for Halloween, and I spoke to every friend I had about what we should do that night, the first Halloween I would be going out without an adult.

Seven years ago today, I took a long, hot bath and while I did that, I talked on the phone to my crush. His brother stole the phone from him and asked me, why I wasn't going out with him already? I told him very plainly that my crush hadn't ask me yet... and the boy that I had seen sing and wrestle told me that I should ask.

Seven years ago today, sitting butt naked, wet, in cold bathwater with the handset to our telephone about to die after a two and a half hour conversation, I asked my crush if he would be my boyfriend.

Seven years ago today I was Helen Bernice Jorg.

Seven years ago today, I was in love.

(skip forward 6 years)

One year ago today, I was busy on the phone, making last minute preparations. I was running in and out of the apartment, I was going here, going there, and I was three steps from crazy. David, Rachel, and Harmony were there and so, Andrew and I got little sleep because she was at the scream constantly phase. I was shaking for most of the day.

One year ago today, I was kicking my boyfriend of 6 years out of my house for the last time.

One year ago today, I went to bed with all girls in my house for the first time in a long time, with my niece and my sister in law in the bed with me.

One year ago today, I was Helen Bernice Jorg.

One year ago today, I was in love.



Today, my father is not in jail and that kid who claimed to be his son is nowhere in our lives.
Today, I am 21 years old and the boy that I watched wrestle and sing is Matt, my brother in law, married to the sister of my heart, Megan, who watched right along with me and never realized she was looking at her future husband.
Today, I am spending the day with the man I adore, who once was a boy who told me he loved me on my first free Halloween.
Today, I am going to make pancakes and take a long, hot bath so I can look happy and clean for pictures. I don't plan on being butt naked and cold, however.
Today, those special girls are over 1000 miles away. I am not shaking, and I have no boyfriend to kick out of my house.

Today, I am Helen Bernice Adami.

Today, I am in love.

Happy Anniversary, Andrew.

NaBloWriMo Day 8: Something New Because I'm Lazy

Okie doike then, oh random people who are reading my life story via blog! I'm about three steps from tired of this NaBloWriMo thing...but you see, I made a commitment. I won't stop unless it's a dire emergency. More than that, dang it, this is a competition! I may not seem the type, but I hate losing. I hate it. I hate it. I HATE IT.

I've gone too long without breakfast. The temper tantrums are coming back, with the CAPS LOCK key in tow.

So I've decided that today, I'm going to put up a nice little survey. Enjoy :)


100 Fun Questions Survey from Quizopolis.com

Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed? - I sleep with them closed... very tightly closed O.o

Do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotel? - *shifty eyes* Yes, as a matter of fact, I do...

Do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out? - We don't use sheets, just a comforter.

Have you ever stolen a street sign before? - It wasn't STOLEN. Dad worked for the trailer court and it wasn't usable anymore...

Do you like to use post-it notes? - Yes! I like the pink ones!

Do you cut out coupons but then never use them? - I see this survey requires honesty. So.... yes.

Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of a bees? - Bees o.o I'm snack-sized for a bear, are you kidding?

Do you have freckles? - Yep, all across my nose, but they're worse in summer.

Do you always smile for pictures? - No, sometimes I take pics of myself and that requires concentration: no smiling!

What is your biggest pet peeve? - At the moment, it's rain. I hate rain.

Do you ever count your steps when you walk? - I used to! I used to count how many it would to take from the cafeteria to the playground in 6th grade

Have you ever peed in the woods? - *crosses out woods and puts desert* Indeed I have.

What about pooped in the woods? - Not in the woods, or the desert, sorry

Do you ever dance even if theres no music playing? - Yes, because I have music in my head.

Do you chew your pens and pencils? - Not anymore, but I used to!

How many people have you slept with this week? - Um, just the usual one, unless there are creepy people sneaking into our house and sleeping with us O.o

What size is your bed? - It's queen-sized. We don't need much more than that.

What is your Song of the week? - "Whispers in the Dark" by Skillet

Is it okay for guys to wear pink? - NO! It's not! It's not a good color for guys, bleck! No!!!

Do you still watch cartoons? - No, I don't watch any tv.

Whats your least favorite movie? - Snakes on a Plane or Napolean Dynamite. I can feel my brain cells die with those pieces of idiocy.

Where would you bury hidden treasure if you had some? - Somewhere along the San Pedro.

What do you drink with dinner? - Milk or chocolate milk... or creme soda!

What do you dip a chicken nugget in? - Ketchup, of course!

What is your favorite food? - Hashbrowns!

What movies could you watch over and over and still love? - Fern Gully, Beauty and the Beast, and A Walk To Remember

Last person you kissed/kissed you? - Andrew <3>Were you ever a boy/girl scout? - Yes, I was a Girl Scout. I made it to Junior.

Would you ever strip or pose nude in a magazine? - If I wasn't married, and if I had the body (and height) for it, yes.

When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper? - Yesterday... I need stamps!!

Can you change the oil on a car? - No, but I can check it and then drive it to WalMart :D

Ever gotten a speeding ticket? - Nope.... no tickets.

Ran out of gas? - Nope.... I pay better attention than that.

Favorite kind of sandwich? - Turkey, bacon, Swiss, sprouts and honey walnut cream cheese on a plain bagel from Bruegger's.

Best thing to eat for breakfast? - Leftovers :D

What is your usual bedtime? - About 9 or 9:30, but not on the weekends.

Are you lazy? - Yes. I am actually very lazy, in my opinion.

When you were a kid, what did you dress up as for Halloween? - A princess, a tiger, did a year as the Little Mermaid (not my best idea), a she-devil, a faery...

What is your Chinese astrological sign? - Um.. Dragon?

How many languages can you speak? - I speak English, but I am pretty fluent in American Sign Language

Do you have any magazine subscriptions? - We have GameInformer.

Which are better legos or lincoln logs? - Legos!!

Are you stubborn? - Yeppers, I certainly am and you won't change my mind :P

Who is better...Leno or Letterman? - I don't watch those.

Ever watch soap operas? - I used to when I was little, lol.

Afraid of heights? - Yes.

Sing in the car? - Oh yes... obnoxiously.

Dance in the shower? - Let me think about this... slippery + no balance+ dancing? Do you WANT me to die?

Dance in the car? - No... again, do you want me to die?

Ever used a gun? - Yes, and I hope I never do again.

Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer? - Um. Image Shots for my senior pictures.

Do you think musicals are cheesy? - No, I love them...

Is Christmas stressful? - No, the time UP TO Christmas is!

Ever eat a pierogi? - If I knew what it was, maybe, lol.

Favorite type of fruit pie? - Apple, definitely apple

Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid? - Archaeologist, ballerina, firefighter, author, and interior decorater o.o

Do you believe in ghosts? - Yes.

Ever have a Deja-vu feeling? - Often, actually.

Take a vitamin daily? - No, although I know I should...

Wear slippers? - No, I don\'t even own slippers. I wear flip flops.

Wear a bath robe? - Sometimes, if I feel lazy or cold.

What do you wear to bed? - Not a whole lot, actually :)

First concert? - HANK WILLIAMS JR.!!!!!!!!

Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart? - WalMart :D

Nike or Adidas? - Neither, they're too expensive.

Cheetos Or Fritos? - Cheetos

Peanuts or Sunflower seeds? - Peanuts.

Ever hear of the group Tres Bien? - Yes, but I don't listen to them

Ever take dance lessons? - I had ballet when I was about 7 or so.

Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing? - You mean, is there a future profession I picture my spouse doing? Either the military or law enforcement.

Can you curl your tongue? - *tries* Yuth uh than

Ever won a spelling bee? - No, lol, but I won a geography bee, lol

Have you ever cried because you were so happy? - Of course

Own any record albums? - Nope.

Own a record player? - Nope

Regularly burn incense? - I used to, actually, but now I have a candle warmer

Ever been in love? - Currently, thank you!

Who would you like to see in concert? - Taylor Swift or Dolly Parton

What was the last concert you saw? - HANK WILLIAMS JR.!!!!!!!!

Hot tea or cold tea? - I hate tea.

Tea or coffee? - Coffee! *aches for Starbucks*

Sugar or snickerdoodles? - Snickerdoodles

Can you swim well? - I doggy paddle like a pro, but that's it.

Can you hold your breath without holding your nose? - Yes.

Are you patient? - I try to be, but I know it's all a lie, lol

DJ or band, at a wedding? - DJ, because bands don't know every song.

Ever won a contest? - Yes! I got third place in a Halloween costume contest once

Ever have plastic surgery? - No, and I never will unless it's necessary.

Which are better black or green olives? - Green olives!
Can you knit or crochet? - No, neither.

Best room for a fireplace? - Of course in the living room... but wouldn\'t one be awesome in the bedroom, too?

Do you want to get married? - Not again, no thank you, sorry, beans...

If married, how long have you been married? - One year this Sunday!!

Who was your HS crush? - Andrew <3 style="font-weight: bold;" face="lucida grande">Do you cry and throw a fit until you get your own way? - I can honestly say I have rarely, if ever done that, even when I was a little kid

Do you have kids? - Not yet.

Do you want kids? - Very much so.

Whats your favorite color? - I like pink, green, white and purple :D

Do you miss anyone right now? - Yes. I miss my Ducky, and my Squirt and my SIL very much.

Did you watch, Next Great American Band on FOX? - What part of, "I don't watch TV" did you not understand?


Take This Survey at Quizopolis.com



Also, before I forget, don't forget to stop by MrsB's confessions and look at her latest Halloween Give Aways. Even if you don't like them yourself, they are GREAT Christmas ideas! I've got my eye on the Colonial-style Earbobs from Penniwigs and the Kaleidoscope Kat Halloween Glass Tile Pendant
from Wicked Mama's Emporium.


Go look!!

NaBloWriMo Day 4: Also Cholla... Choy yuh :)

I'm sitting here trying to think of all the things I want to say to you and... I've got nothin'.

I mean, I have stuff to say but I don't really want to write it. What I want to do is go curl right back up in bed where it's warm and snuggly and not get out. Oh, and bring Andrew with me, dang it, because then it's even more warm and snuggly, the man's like a danged heater.

I am sitting here, and I am cold. I don't know that temperature is inside but says that it's 51 outside. I wonder if these people that live in Tennessee all the time realize that 51 degrees Fahrenheit is WINTER in my world. This is not FALL. This is WINTER. It's a beautiful 62 in Tucson, kinda chilly, but by noon it will be in the 80's or 90's The high for Clarksville?

Mid-60's.

Someone please take me home. I'll hug a freaking saguaro at this point, just get me back to Tucson!!! For those of you Eastern people or even those not American people who do not know what a saguaro, I shall post a picture. THAT, the huge green thing Rachel and I are standing next to, is a saguaro cactus. They live hundreds of years and they get as tall as trees, although in my mind, trees get as tall as saguaros. *EDIT: for further reference on the size of this ancient old man, I am 5 feet, 3 inches tall. It takes about 50 years for a saguaro to reach 4 feet tall, and another 50 to 60 for every arm. Consider this one's age.*

Also, say this with me now:

Suh wah row... or, with my accent, Suh wore roh.



In the words of my mother, "Ya did good, kid."

Um, there's not much else I can tell you. Tomorrow, we are taking Zedd to the shop to get him the works. Zedd is our car, so named for his AZ license plate, which was something or other ZDD. Yes, I still know it. No, I won't tell you. His name is Zedd, named so well for his license plate AND the remarkable Zeddicus Z'ul Zorander of the Sword of Truth series by Terry Goodkind.

AMAZING SERIES. Simply awesome.

But taking Zedd to Firestone is going to be the highlight of my day. He's in desperate need. Lots of squeaking and clunking and chug-a-lugging going on, and none of it's good, let me tell you. Dad's pretty sure, from my expert impressions of noises and symptoms, that it's the timing belt, possibly a spark plug, and maybe the catalytic converter. I was supposed to check the amount of heat coming into the converter and the amount coming out. They needed to be the same or the converter was probably plugged, and that can lead to blown heads.

Blown head gaskets = MEGA BUCKS to fix.

Andrew made me scrambled eggs this morning. I asked him to, because we have two dozen eggs in there that need eating immediately. Andrew also made me chocolate milk this morning, and I didn't ask him to. He just wanted to hear me say he was wonderful again.

Andrew, you're wonderful!!!

I am so done for the day. Off to other NBWM posters.

Toodles.

NaBloWriMo Day 3: Cobwebs! Must have cobwebs!

So last night, Andrew and I went out to eat, but the conversation deciding such things went like this.

Andrew: What's for dinner tonight?

Me: I dunno, it's Friday.

Andrew: Oh... well, maybe we could go eat somewhere.

Me: Maybe, yeah.

*Andrew sits down at the table with me. I am still chatting away on IMVU*

Me: Let's go out to eat. I REALLY don't feel like cooking.

Andrew: Okay.... Are you asking me on a date?

Me: *giggles* Sure. *puts on sexy voice* Hey there, hottie, what say you and me get outa here and go eat?

Andrew: *laughs* O.K, love. Where do you wanna go?

Me: *same sexy voice* I was thinkin'... Arby's.

Follow this with utter cracking up, and me having to BRB on IMVU because I can't type, I'm laughing too hard.

Me: Isn't it the guy that's supposed to suggest fast food for a date?

Andrew: Yes, and sometimes, love, you make me wonder with the things you say!

Me: Like what? What do you mean? Wonder what?

Andrew: *still laughing like a hyena* Sometimes I feel like checking my chest, like "Okay, I don't have boobs, I'm still the guy here right??" Because there are days, hun...

Me: *not laughing now* I'm...sorry...... *pause* We can still go to Arby's, right?

Andrew: *more laughing reminiscent of hyenas*

The worst part? That's a usual conversation for us. A little dumb, some laughing, and maybe a fake insult one way or the other and then we go on our merry way.

So, during this lovely trip to Arby's, which then became a trip to a store called Hastings, and then GameStop, I asked him what he would think about having a get together for Halloween. A costume party, since that's how grown-ups celebrate Halloween, right? Instead of trick-or-treating, they go to "costume parties". Yeah. But I want to do SOMETHING. I love Halloween, it's right up there with Valentine's Day and Christmas. Andrew shocked the beans out of me by saying that yes, he'd like to do something like that.

Not, "If you want to, love." Or even, "I guess we could." Not even the patented, "Whatever you want to do, my love."

It was a full-fledged, "That sounds like it would be fun. I'd like that."

I about wet myself.

So, we're going to have a Halloween party! It's not going to be very big, though. I'm thinking mostly his friends from his unit, Camp and Teresa, Eirich (that's Jeff, if any of you are wondering from previous posts, I've given up on not using last names). So... Stone, Coward, Young and his wife, Morgan, Sgt. Porter maybe, with his wife, Hearn and his wife, and yeah, that's about it.

But my house is not Halloweeny!! I need cobwebs, STAT! I'm thinking cobwebs on the fan, in the hallway, on the standing lamps... hang a few bats from the ceiling, oh and some webs on all the doors, especially into the utility room O.O! I can make it look like no one ever goes in there! Pumpkins in strategic places, some more leaves, skulls... oh, and lots of candles, too :)

AND CANDY!!!!

I'm so excited now! *rushes off to Halloween Express for goodies*