on the edge of my seat

In 5 days, Husband and I will be celebrating our 1 year (marriage) anniversary.

For the occasion, we’ve decided to celebrate down in Williamsburg, VA, one of my favorite places on the East Coast.

We’ll be visiting Busch Gardens on Saturday, which incidently is the only amusement park that I know of that are letting Military people in for free this year. How awesome! We’ll also be taking a tour of the Historic area and have plans to vist the best seafood restaraunt of all time. I’m so excited I can hardly stand it!

Be jealous, be very jealous.

an exciting day planned

Husband is away this weekend for some military commitments. So what ever will I do with myself?

I shall go to Lemons’ house for her yearly barbeque, that’s what. I would like to add, that this should be an interesting time considering last year’s barbeque.

Last year, after one of her husband’s friends had a little too much to drink, he was openly (read:thinking out loud) struggling with hitting on a newly-married me. It became further comical when her tipsy mother joined in on the moral dilemma. She was of course reminding him of my new status and how it probably  wasn’t the best idea. The humor level was through the roof though because of their “inhebriation” level.

So, who knows what could happen this year!

only 2 of you read anyway…..

…and I see you both semi-frequently, so what do I need to blog about?

Just kidding.

Surprisingly, there isn’t much to report on my end which is the main reason why I haven’t been. Reporting, I mean.

Add to the fact that our PC just refuses to stay on for more than 30 seconds at a time, and that I only get a half hour lunch everyday (I’m only working part-time, you know) and you ain’t much from me around here. Don’t get me wrong, I wish I had more to say, but alas, I don’t.

 The only thing new and exciting in my life is the new laptop I’m typing this post out on. It’s not mine, of course, it’s Husband’s, but I’ve been granted permission to use it until his deployment in November.

So, that’s it for now. I hope you’ve been sufficiently entertained.

do you ever wonder….

If someone’s talking about you?

I do.

you can’t handle an update!

So you want an update huh?

Well, I was all prepared to update you on Tuesday evening after my first day, and then my computer was all “oh no you di’int honey!” and I was all “I did! I have to tell them, they’re all on the edge of their seats waiting to hear from me!” and then my computer was all fizzing out and dying and things.

So I couldn’t.

And now, I’m here at work (on lunch, of course) updating you.

I love it. Seriously. I love my job. I actually feel like I have purpose every day, and I’m accomplishing things. The schedule and every Monday off doesn’t hurt either!

So there it is. Nothing juicy to report.

Sorry!

back to school….er, work

Why is it that I am so scared to start work tomorrow? I mean really scared.

What if I forgot everything I know about? What if I do something wrong? What if I wear the wrong outfit? What if my tuna-fish sandwich offends someone?! These are legitimate fears people!

It’s like being out of the working world all this time has completely drained me of my confidence or something. I have first-day-of-school jitters, except worse.

At least I’ll be riding there in style, I know this is a complete shift in topic here, but I’m going crazy, let me be.

Husband’s car is in the shop (finally) to repair the damage caused by the car accident I was in just before vacation. So, for the unforseeable future, I’ve gone from this:

to this*:

I guess it’ll have to be my source of calm for a while. Ha.

*I actually wish they had had this for me to rent as American cars are not something I prefer even to drive.

good news

*Husband is home, Husband is home, fa lala lala lala!!

Come to think of it, I never mentioned that he was leaving, but he’s actually been gone for three weeks. Aren’t you glad he’s back though?!

*I. (finally.) got. a. JOB. HOORAY!!!!! I’ll be working as a admin assistant/intern (sort of) at my church. A job, people, a job. Aren’t you thrilled? Aren’t you just beside yourself? You should be! I start Tuesday with the most awesome-o schedule ever. Tues-Fri 9-2:30. It’s like God’s telling me that I need to start school with this schedule. I think I got the hint.

* Not so much good news as a you should totally check this out if you’re pregnant, hope to become pregnant, think you’re pregnant, or really, just if you’re a woman. I just bought this book for Lemons, and as I was waiting for her to finish her ….. appointment (ha!) yesterday, I cracked it open for a read. The author is hilariously, brutally honest, and I found myself in denial yesterday reading her words, but laughing about it still. Go ahead, pick it up!

because i love them

My brothers. Well, 2 of them anyway. I’m writing this for 2 reasons.

1.) I am super-proud of the one on the right (We call him Jake, you can call him the one on the right). Well, I’m proud of all of my siblings, but the one on the right tore it up today. I’ll explain momentarily.

2.) The one on the left (We call him Zach, see instructions above) asked me to write about him. Again, I’ll explain momentarily.

So, Jake (isn’t he adorable?) plays for his high school football team. When I say he’s really good, I hope that you can look past the big-sister pride and truly believe it. He’s really good. As in, he was bumped from the freshman team last year to varsity this year, good. So every summer after try-outs and conditioning, each team member is “tested” on a number of things:

Timed 40 yard dash
Height and weight
Bench-press
1-mile run

Last year, Jake did the 40 yard dash in a 5.0 (that’s seconds, I can’t even think about run 40 yards in 5 seconds much less do it) he weighed 145 lbs and was about 5′8″, and did the 1 mile run in about 7 minutes. This year, or more specifically, today, Jake ran the 40 yard dash in 4.73 (again, seconds), weighed 179 lbs at 5′11″ and did his mile run in about 6.5 minutes.

This might not mean much until I tell you this:

NFL linebackers only have 1/100 of a second on my little brother and he’s 2/100 of a second faster than most NFL linemen. In fact, only 3 people on his entire team are faster than him.

I know, impressive.

So, on to Zach.

Zach’s single ladies. Available. Yours for the taking. If you are between the ages of 17 and 30, and well, local, hit me up and I’ll hook you up.

There, now he can’t say I didn’t try.

sticks and stones

Whoever the meany is that googled:

“little boobs with tan lines”

twice, to bring you to my blog is not welcome back.

Thank you.

And now back to our regularly scheduled programming.

am I the only one?

Who is absolutely disgusted with this Barry Bonds scenario? The only one?

He doesn’t deserve it. There is speculation that he’s juicing and in spite of the fact that the MLB doesn’t require testing in order to play, Barry didn’t exactly turn himself over after he was accused. To me? Guilty as charged.

I mean look at the before and after pictures:

Are you kidding me? Is this not noticeable to anyone else? Further skepticism came about when I heard the statistic recently that he hadn’t been able to hit a home-run consistently until the “new and improved” Barry hit the market. Ding, ding, ding. Any questions?

Someone needs to test him and disqualify his cheating @$$, I won’t be happy until then.

(By the way any questions as to why I think that the NFL is far superior the the MLB are now answered, the NFL tests for steroid use regularly, take the hint baseball)