tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26493714068383631662012-01-22T00:28:17.569-05:00The scenic route, wrong turns, and frequent pit stops along the way.Scenic Pit Stopshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12968507050556926477noreply@blogger.comBlogger971100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2649371406838363166.post-45885532638444887662012-01-22T00:28:00.000-05:002012-01-22T00:28:17.578-05:00

Rachel, over at Stitched in Color, is offering a class with three different participation levels teaching how to sew curves. I can't get over how awesome the patterns are for this class, from those I've seen. So clever, and super cute, and, if you take her class, YOU can do it, too! And Angela over at Cut to Pieces has a giveaway today for one free Premium class spot in Rachel's class! Head on

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It's been a while, eh? I've completed lots and lots of sewing since I last posted, but I guess I forgot to share it here? I'll never be a huge successful blogger/sewing person, I guess. Unless I put some effort into it. Which I might. Really. Anyways, Kaelin over at The Plaid Scottie is having an incredibly generous giveaway today, so go check it out! She's a much better blogger (and sewer!)

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Have you visited Green Fairy Quilts? What a great selection of precuts, and awesome sale prices all the time! Some of my favorites: Etchings Wovens - YUM! And also, Little Apples, can't believe I haven't gotten this yet! And one of the coolest things about this shop? You can pre-order fabric that wont be coming out until April. By then, you'll have forgotten you even spent the money so it'll

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I wanted to make some sort of cute basket or something to store my pearl cottons in, and I had a bunch of Loulouthi scraps leftover from this, so I sewed them up and made another basket. Unfortunately, it didn't quite turn out how I imagined, and I may not use it for what I originally wanted, but I still think it turned out cute! See, a little deep for a cute way to store and also display those

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Is it wrong that I just wanted to roll around, clothing optional, when I opened my mail and saw THIS(!!)? I've been eagerly awaiting a couple of packages, but none more than that one from Pink Chalk Fabrics with my Kona Color Card. Something about seeing all those colors lined up, neat and orderly, and LABELED for all eternity, now in my possession. Great day, I'm just sayin'. Also, I finished

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Well, she did it, she tied the knot! Which means I can finally show what I made for my friend and her husband! So far, it's my favorite quilt I've made (though my brain thinks I've got this great idea, even though I have no idea how to make it come into fruition, so we'll just see), and she claims to like it, so yay! She didn't, however, say how her husband felt about it, and this after I tried

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Well, after some not-so subtle hinting that I was making things for everyone else but not for him, I finally whipped up SSGT's computer bag. I am pretty sure I put it off because he wanted me to use his old uniforms as the fabric (hello, obsess with ACU much?) and I totally didn't want to deal with taking out seams. But, I figured for this project I'd not worry about saving every scrap of fabric

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Well, our second attempt at taking lilSGT on a kiddie ride at a fest wasn't as successful as we'd hoped. Our logic was that if one of us was on the ride with him, then he'd be more OK with it. Poor guy. And what awesome parents to document his terror, right?! I'm not seeing EuroDisney in our near future! P.S. Thanks to Rachel for pointing out the (very) obvious to me, and for not even making

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I made some cute little storage baskets for lilSGT's toys. The pattern/tutorial is in the sidebar at Making it Fun, one of my favorite new places for amazing tutorials. Seriously, check out the list on that page of tutorials - I couldn't even tell you how many of those I've downloaded already, but it's a LOT. Fabric is Dan Stiles Marine for Birch. On a side note, does anybody know why my

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So, I finally figured out that if I do quicker, more simple projects, I feel much more accomplished. Like I'm making more progress, getting more done. Such a simple trick, and it lets me use way more yummy fabric, in a bigger variety of ways, than just making quilts would! Plus, no aggravation of trying to drag a huge quilt through my weensy little machine to quilt the top (gotta be my least

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Well, I've gotten a couple of things done over the last few days. I finished the awesome wedding gift (can't wait to share it!), and then I took a long long long break from sewing, and then I made this sewing machine cover for my friend, Susan's, birthday: Then I made my moms laptop sleeve: And today I whipped up this apron from a kit I got while in Oregon: It's reversible! In other news, two

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then you know I'm not a fan of worms. Or slugs. Or, really, anything that wriggles, slithers, creeps, or slimes its way around the world. Ugh, I shudder just thinking about them! Once I worked in a mailroom, sorting and delivering mail and I came across a piece addressed to me. I was so very excited, you know how it is when you find you've got unexpected mail? Yeah. I opened it up and inside was

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Next month, one of my best friends is getting married. I've been invited to be her matron of honor, something she takes very seriously, I believe. Well, I do too, of course, but the bride is probably the most traditional friend I've got, so I know its a very big deal to her to have asked me, so I'm taking it extra super to heart. And I'm very honored. And I'm VERY worried I'm not going to be able

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I have to say that this is the funnest age with my guy! In the last month his vocabulary and pronunciation has changed a LOT, and daily there are surprises and exclamations over things he says that we've never heard before. The other day, SSGT was wrapping him up and calling him a burrito, and every time he unrolled him, "Bweeto!" was shouted with urgings to do it again! Very cute. I've been

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Happy Fourth of July! Lots of people have asked if there are any festivities here, and yes, of course there are! There are so many American military installations in Europe, and well, we definitely need to be able to have the opportunity to celebrate our country while living abroad, so there are lots of things going on. However, we're not doing anything! With a youngster who wont make it late

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I made this laptop sleeve for my new laptop yesterday. I was amazed, first, that my old sewing skillz were still hidden deep inside me somewhere, and second, how quick this came together. If I'd had all the things I needed at once, it easily could be done in a day. Oh, and if there weren't toddlers and husbands to distract me! Not that I'm complaining, once SSG T's leave is over, I'll be

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A toddler.

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Finished my niece's quilt at long long long last. I hope she likes it, because there were so many times I nearly ditched this project. I started out with some fat quarters of Tina Givens Fairy Tip-toes, and at the time, loved it. I even loved it when I got each set of blocks pieced together. But then, oh then, I made some terrible choices with border colors and what not, but given that I have to

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This, to say that I've been thinking about you a lot lately. The last couple of weeks, especially, have left me longing to find the right mixing of words to adequately convey the last 7 months of my life and each time I see the blogger tab in my bookmarks toolbar I feel a pull to find something, anything!, to write about. Not that I lack actual subjects: the baby!, the army!, my scattered brain!-

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Wouldn't you know it, the night before SGT T comes home I get about 3 hours sleep and am therefore an emotional wreck when he arrives? I bet you didn't know I had it in me to shed such emotionally joyful tears, did you?!We also made many bystanders cry. I guess we just have that kind of impact on people. It was pretty great, after the hour delay for his flight to get in, to see SGT T. And by "

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What do you wear to the airport to pick up your husband when you are one month postpartum (ie you can't fit anything but your sweats) and haven't seen him in over 7 months? We'll find out tomorrow!

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Two-ish weeks until R&R - I might explode from anticipation.

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The highlights: - Had baby on Friday (8/7/09) - Turned out the ultrasound technician needs to go back to school - Chili turned out to have a penis and NOT a vagina meaning his blog name will be lilSGT instead - Mom and baby are happy and healthy, though still working on some high jaundice numbers - SGT T was able to be on Skype for the entire labor and delivery, causing several nurses and one or

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Sorry for the lack of content here these days, I have no excuses; however, it has brought me to the conclusion that I'm pretty boring. Either that or I'm just in a serious "nothing creative is coming to mind" funk because all my spunkiness/humor/interestingness is (hopefully) being funneled into this little gal I'm growing. Maybe it'll come back to me once we are allowed to function as separate

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Facebook is funny, would you agree? Right now we are experiencing the hottest weather of the season and, naturally, Facebook is filled with comments about it. What compels us to do this when we know everybody else is experiencing pretty much the same misery? Well, there are some exceptions, to be sure, those that carry the extra misery above and beyond it just being crappy hot. I'm not

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Do you know anything about dream interpretation? I had an odd one this morning - odd enough to keep me awake for the rest of the day instead of going back to sleep for a couple more hours, anyways. I was a black woman (I'm white), married to a black man (SGT T also happens to be white), and we lived in a racist house. No, there weren't other people living in the house with us that were racist,

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To quote an email I sent today:"good god do I really have to go 7 more weeks????"

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I'm not really sure how much of this I want to share, but the month of July has been pretty hard: though, not as bad for me as it has been for my husband and his unit. Of course, hearing about how things are going there and how these things make him feel makes this a more difficult experience for me but I am not the one actually experiencing any of the danger or boredom or fear or any of the

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From a lack of nothing better to do, and a lack of desire for those things I must do, I was sitting here admiring Google Calendar and how pretty and colorful it is when you create a different calendar for each aspect of your life. For example, olive green = things I need to do, bright pink = pregnant stuff like doctor appointments, purple = special occasions like birthdays and anniversaries, dark

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It's been a while since I've written anything worthwhile, and I fear I still have nothing really hearty to say - nothing you can really "sink your teeth into", you could say. Alas, that hasn't really ever stopped me - you should see the ridiculously boring and mundane emails I send my poor deprived husband! "Today I woke up and brushed my teeth. The cats were really cute. I had a cheese sandwich

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When I look at my belly pictures one thing I notice in nearly all of them is this weird smirk or smug looking grin. I don't know why it looks like that because at the time the picture is being taken I generally feel like it is a small smile or a straight face. So this time, at the last minute, I forced a huge smile and this awful toothy thing is what we got. I guess it helps keep things new and

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Call it my mommy hormones, call it my crazy cat lady hormones, either way these guys are just ridiculously cute. I love the way Cricket is resting on her elbows in this picture (if you can see that).You may not let us out there but that wont stop us from stalking every single window/door that is open!Is it wrong that I'll probably use an image of my cats as my "happy place focus picture" during

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Like I said to a friend the other day, it's like I went to bed one night in late February/early March and woke up with the middle of June hurtling past me. And, like most moms-to-be that I read, I've accomplished about zero of the things on my "must do before baby arrives" list. Well, with the exception of buying a couple (ok, fine, several) really cute outfits for the baby, but how "necessary"

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What? Oh, hi there! Gosh, I guess it's been a while, eh? Just because I don't call or write doesn't mean I don't think about you, it mostly just means I'm lazy and/or don't have anything to say. Well, that's not true, I have plenty to say, I just happen to have the ability to (sometimes) figure out whether it is something anybody really wants to hear/read. Like I said, sometimes. I probably

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Me: Part of my belly button is a permanent outtie nowDad: You are starting to look pregnant . . .Me: Starting?!Dad: Yeah. You are starting to look pregnant instead of just chubby.Me: I think we best just change the subject.

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One of my best friends has recently turned against me. I'm not sure why it's happened, I think it could have to do with the pregnancy, which is a sad reason to no longer be a supportive, comforting presence in my life.I think last night was when this truth finally dawned on me, in a rather ugly coalescence of events precipitated by the arrival of over 80 degree weather. Let me explain. I have had

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Some of you may know that I'm an avid reader. Mostly I read brain candy, but occasionally I'll read something deeper and more meaningful. I'm not really sure where The Stand fits in there, but it's what I'm reading right now. For like the 6th time.In high school, perhaps sophomore or junior year, I had a teacher for Sociology (Mr. G - whom I had my first awkward and bizarre, ahem, sex dream about

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Are those vertical fat rolls coming out of the back of my shirt? Oh lordy.

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. . . and will use any excuse she can to get it.I was craving cake today and was wracking my poor, sugar deprived brain for a reason to go ahead and make one. That is when I realized that my cats are a year old this month, and what cat doesn't want to celebrate turning 1 with a cake? Especially one that is home made and really ugly?!No cat, that's who!Recipe for cake and frosting are from the

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Sunday's are great, aren't they? Even though I don't have a job and every day tends to be the same as the day before, something about Sunday conjures up the need to sleep in, stay in my pj's until noon, and just spend the day lounging around doing nothing important or necessary. This morning was one of those days - for some lucky reason when I semi-jokingly said "Who wants to go down to Starbucks

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This post could alternately be titled "Boobs vs. Belly"; the harrowing tale of a girl whose body is out of her control, both boobs and belly competing to become larger than the other. It's not as fun as it sounds.Since I didn't post these from the beginning, this will just be one post full of pictures of my increasingly voluptuous stomach. It may get boring, but for me it is kind of fun to look

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I had a realization today. Monday, the 11th, marked one year of not smoking for me.I just gave myself the best pat on the back eva' because, obviously, I totally rock like that.There are times where I miss it. Excruciatingly so. Even with baby on board. For example, the other day I stopped and got coffee on the way home from the gym and as I turned onto my street, I saw a couple of people sitting

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"Now, your baby is going to want to climb out through your tummy, but it's actually going to have to come out your peepee." - Mary, age 5"Aunt [SPS], I want to say bye to your baby," says my nephew. I maneuver/aim the basketball I have swallowed at his mouth. "Bye bye, Chili!" - Kolby, age 7Mary: Your tummy is just fat because you have a baby in it.Me: IT'S NOT FAT IT'S ROUND!! (and then she

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I hope I'm not overdoing it here, two posts in one day. It's just that, when I was writing the first one, SGT T called, finally. So now he knows before you which is really all I wanted. Mwa ha ha ha, I know. And so, without further ado . . .

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Still no word from SGT T which means no baby news for you. So sorry! This is definitely the longest we've gone without talking since he's been deployed, if not ever, so it's kind of a drag. Especially since I only know so much about what has been happening at his FOB this week (read: I know NOTHING) and because I have such exciting news to share with him and I can't believe I have to hold it in

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Like a teenage girl: I love you, no I hate you, no I love you, no I never want to see you again! I had a rough patch over the last month or two, dealing with all kinds of crap, and this week it all kind of culminated and I took it out on my blog, thinking that by getting rid of the blog that would somehow make things less shitty. I know, not much to say to that unless you know the back story, but

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I'm shutting it down. Moving on. Maybe I'll start up somewhere else, anonymously, maybe not. I'm sick of it, watching what I write because of who reads, making sure I don't write anything that needs to be told to certain people in person first, just censoring in general and stressing specifically.

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1. Steal her food.There's no need to continue with the list, that is all that is on it.Yesterday I met a friend for lunch at my favorite Chinese restaurant in town and I can't tell you how much I was looking forward to the leftovers for lunch today. OK, I'll try: I was looking forward to them A LOT. Needless to say, this living at the folks' house with my 20 year old brother has thrown a, how do

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Last week my co-pregnancy friend asked me if I was getting weepy at the slightest thing, and at the time, I wasn't really. My my, what a difference a few days can make. It started on Monday at the gym, I was on the treadmill and first I saw an older gentleman who appeared to have been in the military at some point because he had the haircut, and he was wearing the khaki colored shirt that I

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Last August or September, I went off the pill. The only person that knew was SGT T, and contrary to what you all believe about me, I was able to keep that secret from everybody (mwa ha ha ha). I did end up telling one friend who was going through her own struggles with fertilization, but I sort of knew I'd be telling her anyways. We weren't really trying to get pregnant, I wasn't using any

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In the last year I have had two haircuts, one in South Korea and one in North Carolina (sidenote- I can't tell you how many times I've started a sentence with "When I lived in North Korea" because of that combination of living places). If you include the redo of the NC-mall-haircut a day later, I've actually had three hair cuts in the last 16 months. I can't remember how long it had been before I

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I've had a bit of social life overload lately and I fear my blog may have paid the price for my lack of life-balancing skills. It's been quite some time since I've had more than one thing at a time to do (i.e., interact with human beings and write here once in a while, see? it's so much!) and I fear I'm a bit rusty. Last week a friend from Utah came to visit, it was awesome and a little weird to

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Being back in my hometown has been pretty great, regardless of my continual crankiness. I've been more active on a regular basis, going for walks, going to the park, going to great food places . . . I just wanted to share a couple of pictures from my recent outdoor excursions even though I don't really have anything to share in the form of words.A spring time yardA sidewalk pictureMy feet in the

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I went to a real, honest-to-goodness, OB/GYN doctor last Wednesday for the sole reason of being pregnant (and having that verified). No ER doctor, no Family Practioner, no nurses, just a board certified pregnant lady doctor, and it was great! I got free pamphlets, free tums, and a free book, oh my! I also got a more recent picture of the thing residing inside my body. [note: I've yet to come up

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This took place on the way home from dinner, driving past Taco del Mar, whose sign reads "Mission Style Burritos":me: What are mission style burritos, are those like what you would get from San Francisco or something? (referring to the yummy yummy burritos you can get in the mission district)mom and dad: I don't really know.brother: Those are when the burrito is on top.

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Just now, when I was getting ready to shower, I weighed myself and I weighed 10 (TEN!) pounds less than yesterday. While the rational part of my brain was being violently shoved into a tiny little box with a heavy duty padlock on it as I checked and rechecked the truth of what I saw, my hormone brain was rejoicing and not in the least bit worried that I lost the equivalent of both of my feet in

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You may not know this, but I've been applying for a lot of jobs over the last, well, year, but my eventual point is more relevant to the immediate past. I've been applying for lots of jobs and while I haven't been called for an interview on a single one, I'm thinking that eventually somebody will call and I will need to know how to handle a certain aspect of the experience. And that aspect is

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I want to write more, but I don't know what about. You don't want to hear about how I'm sitting around feeling sorry for myself one minute, and how I am still looking for a job and have applied for more jobs in the last week than I ever thought possible. It gets old to me, the one going through it, so I can only imagine all the eye rolling y'all do when you open me up and see that I'm still

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Hey, remember when I used to write entertaining posts? No? I guess those of you that read my rambling grad school posts on myspace might recall. I am so tired of being so stressed all the time and not having any original and fun ideas to write about. Not that I was a literary genius or anywhere close to creative and entertaining, even, but I could get a chuckle or two sometimes. Now I'm just

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It's been 12 days since I last saw SGT T. Twelve days since he left the U.S. in an effort to do his part of what he signed up for. Twelve days to get from one side of the world to the other, and you know what? Last I heard, he's still not there. They are in Afghanistan, but not at their final destination, weather and this little thing called war keep preventing them from getting to what will be

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what's your super power?(7 weeks, 2009Jan24)* I am now 9 weeks, and keeping it to myself was just too much for me anymore! The 7 week ultrasound was done at the ER, stories to come eventually. I have not yet seen an actual OBGYN, so no further information is available.**That top picture got a little ruined because I accidentally left these on top of the toaster oven and it kinda overexposed. Way

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So, SGT T left on Monday. I came home from the farewell thing and proceeded to invite 80 gazillion people I only kind of knew in high school to be my friends on facebook. Only later did I see the connection, but whatever. Most people accepted and it looks like I'm not the only one that is a friend whore, so who cares. Besides, I'm hoping that most everybody is past all the cliques and social

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Today is the day. The spouses and family go to say goodbye in a little over an hour, at the farewell ceremony thing. I'm a little uncomfortable about the public forum for our final goodbye, but I suppose it's what we've got so I'll take it. I'm not really sure what will happen, but I sure hope there is food served because it runs from 11:30 to 2:30 and them is prime eatin' hours!Achy heart aside,

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You know how I said that I don't have much going on to write about? It's not entirely true, but I still seem to be doing an incredible amount of couch sitting and ass widening. When I was in grad school I struggled with recognizing my strengths and weaknesses in the real world, and well, perhaps now I'm just embracing my strengths and sticking to what I'm good at!As you saw yesterday, we got a

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I'd love to tell you that the reason I haven't written anything recently is due to how busy I am and how exciting my life is, but given my tendency towards guilt, I wont lie. No, I haven't written because I'm having a hard time coming up with anything worth the effort of logging on to blogger for these days. Until today, that is. And not just because I've watched more CNN today than ever before

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Oh, hey. Hi! It's been a while, hasn't it? But guess what? LOST is back next week and I'm so excited! I'm watching the recap right now, and it I forgot how much I like this show; it's been so long since it's been on! In other news, I don't have anything to say, and I thought about posting more pictures, but that's kind of half-assed, isn't it? However, I am entering the "use all the food in the

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When I started that last post, you know the one where I rambled on and on about the only exciting things going on here (i.e. MOVING and deployment), I hadn't actually planned on writing anything. I've been bored today and so I was going through my pictures looking for some interesting ones to share, and I found some and opened a new post to start sharing when my fingers just got away from me and

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I. AM. SO. BORED. Earlier this week was all hectic and phone calls and reservations and cancellations and re-schedulings and to do lists for the next three weeks. Those To Do lists are still there because of the cancellations and re-schedulings where it turns out I can't make things happen RIGHT NOW just because I want them to. No matter how much crying I do. So now I've got some "down time"

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Something I've come to realize, and welcome with open arms, about myself is that I'm a condiments kinda gal. A favorite restaurant, favorite meal, more often than not is chosen because of the dipping sauce or salad dressing or hot sauce offered. Some examples: ranging from the ridiculously obvious (I like french fries so I can have ketchup and ranch) to the fattening but irresistible (Texas

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SGT T went back to work today after two weeks off. At the beginning of it, two weeks seems like such a long time and how great and wonderful, but by the end you wonder where the time went and how you managed to not get anything accomplished. Like thousands of others, he joined the ranks of post-holiday-back-to-work blues sufferers. Boy, that back to work stuff sure is a drag.Doesn't help that in

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I'm not sure if any men read this blog. In fact, given the fact that maybe four people read it and that I know who those four people are, I'm going to go ahead and assume that no men read this. With that in mind, ladies, I implore of you to spread this message to the men in your life if they are in need.I'd like us to all take a moment and consider the necessity of men to wear underwear with

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I took down my 2008 re-cap for now, I've got to reconsider some of my answers and give it some more thought. Sort of like my resume, finding a way to word my irrelevant experience so I appear to be the ideal candidate for the job. I've got to find a way to make "spent the year unemployed, sitting on the couch watching TV and reading brain candy books, feeling my ass expand with each commercial

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The drama of our flight could have been worse, like some people we could still be stuck in an airport that is somewhere en route (or not!) to our destination, neither here nor there, with a sack of underwear for a pillow and a bag of toiletries for entertainment. Instead, it took us only three and a half extra hours on the airplane, one extra landing, and a three hour drive from the airport which

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Leaving in a bit, pouring rain for the drive to the airport. Unknown if we'll be able to land in Portland due to weather, then an icy drive home if we do make it. I can't wait!Happy Holidays!

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I'm about to tell you something that may shock you: yesterday, I had a manicure AND a pedicure. I know, you are wondering who I am and what they've done with the real me, but calm down, it's me, I promise. For my birthday, SGT T gave me a gift certificate to the local "spa" here on the base so yesterday I finally used part of it. The certificate was for the "Queen for a Day" package, which, how

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I feel bad, I want to blog, I want to tell you all about my life and stuff, but I just have nothing going on and it is sad and depressing and makes for less than interesting blog posts which leads me to thinking it is a good idea to tell you about how many times I peed last night. To make up for it, I thought I'd post a few of my favorite pictures from my trip to Europe last Spring.This was in an

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Last night I drank so much water before I went to bed that I got up to pee three times in the first 40 minutes I was in bed. Not counting the two times I went before I crawled under the covers. And by "so much water" I mean the last, oh, I'd say about 4 ounces left in my water bottle.Those of you that know me know that if I have a super power, it is the power of the Super Tiny Bladder. I should

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Let's talk about my social life. Oooh, sounds fun, but what is there to talk about, you have none. True dat, people. But listen, I've been stalking you guys fair and square and feel as though I have a vested interest in the events in your life. Sure, I've probably never delurked and commented on your webpage, even though you've bared your soul a time or two and perhaps shared your most vulnerable

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Tuck the little ones in, sit back and relax, I'm going to tell you a story.It all began about 7 months ago, in South Korea. We had a cat there, Kimchi. You remember Kimchi, don't you? If you've been with me since my MySpace blogging days, you are well aware of the Kimchi saga.Poor Kimchi was a sickly kitten. He was a scrawny, bug eyed, floor-peeing little rascal, but he was my companion. After

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"Good lord, do we have to hear about you being unemployed again?"Well, what else should I write about, please, tell me!As you know, I'm home a lot. Like, A. LOT. Therefore, my cats have formed some serious bonds with me, and I with them. Sometimes, when I sit myself on the couch, I have a preview of the jungle gym my body will become if I have kids, thanks to the lack of personal space cats so

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I've never really been a fan of soup. I mean, grilled cheese and a bowl of Campbell's Tomato was a staple growing up, but as an adult, soup hasn't really made much of a regular appearance in my slowly expanding kitchen repertoire. However, after the mashed potato success at Thanksgiving this year, and after seeing all the yummy leftover ideas online, I thought I could maybe make a potato soup

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For Thanksgiving weekend, SGT T had 4 entire days off. Whoa. What did we do with all that time together, you ask? SGT T played computer games, I read and/or watched TV. What? We were in the same room, at least. Seeing as I have nothing else to do, I found some really incredible looking recipes for our Thanksgiving Day feast and went to work. Wednesday I made the pie (pumpkin, of course), bread

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I've made, and posted about, this before but that post is no longer up here so I'm re-posting. Besides, it turned out way better this time. I actually made this a few weeks ago but am just now getting around to posting it. The reason would be because in order to download pictures from my camera I have to use the computer in the extra bedroom. The extra bedroom has become a vast no-man's-land,

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I learned that jogger's nipples are real.I guess this is as good a time as any to out myself and what I'm trying to train my body to do. I still feel hesitant to write about it, but I can't just tease you with nipple talk and not explain, now can I? In October I started doing Cool Running's Couch to 5K program. It is a 9 week training program designed to gradually work your body up to being able

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Sometimes we have those random conversations that include statements that start out with "When we retire, . . ." or "When we live in Europe, . . .". When we first got serious SGT T used to say that, if we had kids, he wanted to name our daughter Chili. Yes, the food. Haha, I laugh it off, tell him I'm willing to offer unsavory sexual favors in exchange for final veto power on the naming issue.

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I sure hope you are sitting down . . .In an effort to stir things up (read: not have a permanent imprint of my ass on just the one couch - see exhibit A), I sat on the love seat (see exhibit B) while eating my cereal for dinner tonight. *Exhibit C, amongst all the computers and easily accessible accoutrement to my couchly domain, is my training device for the cats. If I'm lucky, they just hear me

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I know a girl who is married to a boy. The boy went to work on Friday where everyone was told they were going to do another round of layoffs. A few hours later, the boy was told he was one of the ones getting let go. That day. And then he was escorted off the premises. Merry f*%$in' Christmas.

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To the person who called me 8 (EIGHT!) times between 3:13 am and 4:59 am this morning:How did I become the lucky one, your special chosen harassee? In an interweb of millions, perhaps billions, of potential victims, you chose me and I'm torn between feeling annoyed and worried that you will choose me again tonight and feeling special, spotlighted, up on a pedestal because you chose me! I must

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Yesterday morning I started writing about what a funk I was in, how I have nothing to write about, I'm feeling down, I miss how I used to be able to laugh and make jokes and transfer that humor into my posts here. But then all of a sudden things looked better. Not great, but not so bad. It was really bizarre, and I have no idea what caused it or if it will last. I've a feeling that it wont last

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Do you guys think I should re-post my old posts that got removed when I fancied up my page? I would have to post them as new posts so they would be out of order, but then I would have them here which is good because, you know, chronicling my life and everything. Also, I'm thinking about deleting my myspace account. Does anybody know how I could save my myspace blog posts? Thanks in advance!

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Did you know that I can't remember the last time I had real ice cream? I know, my Ice Cream Counterpart will be sorely disappointed. A few weeks ago I had a Haagen Dazs ice cream bar, but since then, nothing. And an actual bowl of milky, creamy, oh so chocolatey frozen goodness? I can't recall and it makes me sad. I've abandoned my love and can't remember our last good moments together. What kind

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On Tuesday, instead of a day off, SGT T had to be at the Airborne and Special Forces Museum for a memorial dedication ceremony.The unit he is a part of, the 321st Airborne Field Artillery Regiment, had a monument installed at the museum and if they weren't ordered to be there, it would have been an empty house. As it was, lots of people showed up and it was kinda cool for something you are forced

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Six months ago Tuesday, I walked out of a hotel in England and lit up a cigarette. I haven't done this since:Of course I'm glad I've quit, for what seems to be, for good. Of course I'm proud of myself. But sometimes, oh god sometimes I want nothing more than to go sit outside in the brisk fall air and wrap my lips around that slim little seductress and, well, and the rest is just so personal and

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As you know, if you've been by here before, SGT T recently went to jump school for the army. I was able to go down during jump week and watch them do a couple of jumps and I'm telling you, that shit is crazy! After watching the video of the first two weeks, I now understand why the picture below doesn't quite capture how terrible it really was.

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While SGT T was at jump school I had the opportunity to meet Mom in Chicago for a few days while she was there for work. Lucky for me, she generously donates her frequent flier miles to my "see the world" cause, otherwise I definitely wouldn't get to see the places I've seen. So we met up at the airport and took the metro into town to the hotel. Oh yeah, also lucky for me, when I meet her where

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I'm making some changes, hopefully, and then will be back with all the crap I've been slacking on. Hope you'll come back!SPS

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