I have a handy-dandy planner that I keep track of EVERYTHING on, in order to maintain control of my life..
Because I'm soooo busy...
Not really. But I need my planner to keep track of my life. So I just it. Its a big one, 8x11 size. I write all my school assignments in it, all important school dates, all Pampered Chef shows, coffee dates, doctors appointments, babysitting...I mean EVERYTHING goes into this thing so that I make sure I show up when I'm supposed to. I hate being late. I hate canceling on people, and I hate hate HATE forgetting things. I also hate making people wait.
Lets talk more about the waiting.
The Charlotte has this wonderful thing they like to call a "schedule" of all the upcoming sea trials, EastPac, Rimpac, WestPac, all that nonsense. But really. The thing is not a schedule. It's more of a "hey this is the date that we are supposed to leave so tell your wives that and then tomorrow we are going to give you a new date, and then the day after that we will give you a new date. So really what we are saying is that we have no idea we are just throwing random dates out at you so that you have no idea what the eff is going on."
Yeah.
I don't know about you, but thats not how I run my "schedule."
Hey, Kristie, sorry. Can't make it to coffee tomorrow. I'm going to push it back until March 3rd. But then on March 2nd I'm going to tell you I can't make it until March 9th. And then March 9th at 7:45am when you are prepping for me to come (or in the case of the submarine, have already said goodbye to your man) I'm going to tell you my car broke down and I can't come until tomorrow.
Again. Yeah.....
Seriously. Why can't women run the Navy? Everything would be so on time!
For reals. JUST LEAVE!
Monday, February 27, 2012
Friday, February 24, 2012
I'm trying to imagine you with a personality.
Seriously, some people just blow my mind.
I posted on a few of the many groups I am apart of on Facebook that are resources for military wives/fiances/girlfriends on the island. I asked if anyone knew whether or not military can travel to Jamaica because a friend was wondering. Her and her fiance want to go there for their honeymoon. They had originally chosen Cancun, Mexico, but that is 100% off limits for military right now.
In case you didn't know, any place that is listed on the US Consulate Travel Advisories list is off limits for military. This list is the places that the US advise you NOT to travel unless on military business, because they are not safe for Americans to be at.
Therefore, if you are just going there for shits and giggles, you are not allowed to go there!!
But really, who would want to go anywhere in Mexico right now?! A few girls I knew went to a resort in Acapulco for Spring Break last year and a few days after they arrive there were beheadings. Thats right, HEADS of people showed up on resort property one morning. No where is safe in Mexico with all the drug wars going on!
Anyways, a few people commented, somewhat rudely, asking where I got my information from because "a few of my friends just went and I know a few others that are planning on going! I've never heard that before." And then a few other people "liked" comments wondering where my info came from because they obviously don't feel as if I provide valid information. I knew if I kept on saying anything that these women would start a Facebook fight. AND GO ALL CAP LOCKS ON MY ASS. So I just said forget it.
But really, why don't you do some research for yourself? If you don't like what someone says, or you don't believe that their information is valid, GO LOOK IT UP YOURSELF!!!!
I'd like to introduce you to this fabulous thing called a search engine. You might be familiar with a few. Some common ones are: Google, Yahoo!, and Bing.
USE THEM.
LOOK THINGS UP.
FIND OUT THINGS FOR YOURSELF......!!!!
Okay, sorry. But really. If you don't like what someone has to say, then fine. But you don't need to be rude because you don't agree with someone. If you don't think that something is right that I have done research about, then fine! Prove me wrong and I would happily back down.
Also, in case anyone was wondering, the information that I found came directly from travel.state.gov which is clearly a reliable source for information. I also know they were told by a higher up that they can't go to Cancun and I've been told by someone else that her husband's Commanding Officer told them that they can't go to Cancun.
So far so good on Jamaica, though.
I posted on a few of the many groups I am apart of on Facebook that are resources for military wives/fiances/girlfriends on the island. I asked if anyone knew whether or not military can travel to Jamaica because a friend was wondering. Her and her fiance want to go there for their honeymoon. They had originally chosen Cancun, Mexico, but that is 100% off limits for military right now.
In case you didn't know, any place that is listed on the US Consulate Travel Advisories list is off limits for military. This list is the places that the US advise you NOT to travel unless on military business, because they are not safe for Americans to be at.
Therefore, if you are just going there for shits and giggles, you are not allowed to go there!!
But really, who would want to go anywhere in Mexico right now?! A few girls I knew went to a resort in Acapulco for Spring Break last year and a few days after they arrive there were beheadings. Thats right, HEADS of people showed up on resort property one morning. No where is safe in Mexico with all the drug wars going on!
Anyways, a few people commented, somewhat rudely, asking where I got my information from because "a few of my friends just went and I know a few others that are planning on going! I've never heard that before." And then a few other people "liked" comments wondering where my info came from because they obviously don't feel as if I provide valid information. I knew if I kept on saying anything that these women would start a Facebook fight. AND GO ALL CAP LOCKS ON MY ASS. So I just said forget it.
But really, why don't you do some research for yourself? If you don't like what someone says, or you don't believe that their information is valid, GO LOOK IT UP YOURSELF!!!!
I'd like to introduce you to this fabulous thing called a search engine. You might be familiar with a few. Some common ones are: Google, Yahoo!, and Bing.
USE THEM.
LOOK THINGS UP.
FIND OUT THINGS FOR YOURSELF......!!!!
Okay, sorry. But really. If you don't like what someone has to say, then fine. But you don't need to be rude because you don't agree with someone. If you don't think that something is right that I have done research about, then fine! Prove me wrong and I would happily back down.
Also, in case anyone was wondering, the information that I found came directly from travel.state.gov which is clearly a reliable source for information. I also know they were told by a higher up that they can't go to Cancun and I've been told by someone else that her husband's Commanding Officer told them that they can't go to Cancun.
So far so good on Jamaica, though.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
There can not be a crisis next week, my schedule is already full.
Man, this has been one crazy busy month! Possibly the busiest since I moved here. I have had something going on almost every single day, including my most Pampered Chef shows EVER in one month: 5!! I had two cancellations...one that was expected from someone who was giving me the major run around for quite some time.
On Monday Aaron came home relatively early from work, that was nice! He walked in the door and I knew something was up, because he asked me to close my eyes and cover them with my hands to ensure no peeking!! He put something in the kitchen, and came to get me in the living room. I figured maybe he brought home flowers or something like that, but no! On the floor was this little white box with holes in the sides labeled "pet wagon!"
Ah!!! I freaked out before I even opened the box! I knew there was a cat inside, but I had no idea what he/she looked like. I quickly opened the box and out popped little 7 pound white and black baby Guava!! She is 2 years and 1 month old but she's a lil' baby :) She just looked right at me and waited for me to pick her up!
She is sooooo sweet! She let me carry her around and hold her for like 20 minutes before I finally put her down. I love that she is so mellow and loves to be held, but she likes to play too! I can NOT believe Aaron surprised me with her. I was so shocked! Best present ever :)
She even slept with us the whole night the very first night she came home with us. That's really good! She is adapting well :)
...Even if she did bite the crap out of me this morning for gently removing her from my nightstand. Then she rubbed on my leg. Maybe she's a little bipolar. But that's okay, her cuteness makes up for it!
I'm really just so happy though. I feel like Aaron, myself, and the kitty are like a little family now :) Silly..I know. But its true.
I'm glad I'll have Guava to keep me company during all these upcoming underways Aaron will be on.
On Monday Aaron came home relatively early from work, that was nice! He walked in the door and I knew something was up, because he asked me to close my eyes and cover them with my hands to ensure no peeking!! He put something in the kitchen, and came to get me in the living room. I figured maybe he brought home flowers or something like that, but no! On the floor was this little white box with holes in the sides labeled "pet wagon!"
Ah!!! I freaked out before I even opened the box! I knew there was a cat inside, but I had no idea what he/she looked like. I quickly opened the box and out popped little 7 pound white and black baby Guava!! She is 2 years and 1 month old but she's a lil' baby :) She just looked right at me and waited for me to pick her up!
She is sooooo sweet! She let me carry her around and hold her for like 20 minutes before I finally put her down. I love that she is so mellow and loves to be held, but she likes to play too! I can NOT believe Aaron surprised me with her. I was so shocked! Best present ever :)
She even slept with us the whole night the very first night she came home with us. That's really good! She is adapting well :)
...Even if she did bite the crap out of me this morning for gently removing her from my nightstand. Then she rubbed on my leg. Maybe she's a little bipolar. But that's okay, her cuteness makes up for it!
I'm really just so happy though. I feel like Aaron, myself, and the kitty are like a little family now :) Silly..I know. But its true.
I'm glad I'll have Guava to keep me company during all these upcoming underways Aaron will be on.
Saturday, February 18, 2012
My mom once said the only reason men are alive is for lawn care and vehicle maintenance.
For the sake of this conversation, on this very morning, that thing upstairs still sleeping at 10am, is in fact only still alive for the sake of lawn care and vehicle maintenance. Two things he does well at. Minus car washing.
Now, just a disclaimer. I love Aaron very much, we ALL know that. But, he has male anatomy. And that for that very reason, sometimes I want to rip off his male anatomy and put in a blender and then feed it to him.
He makes my head spin. Sometimes all you have to do is just smile and nod.
He comes home from work yesterday and tells me that he has the WHOLE weekend off, and says "I'm going offroading tomorrow."
OH? You are? Okay...Well what about myself who has spent the last 2 months waiting around for your ass to have a day off. What am I chopped liver?
Apparently so.
So I said...YOU are going? Or WE are going? And he said in a low pitched aggravated tone "well you can come if you really want to."
Oh, thank you, for that oh so kind invitation. I really feel like you want me around! a;owielkjfdad
So after I brushed that one under the rug for the sake of knowing that he is not going offroading, he's helping me clean the garage, we go to get Josie washed.
Josie is my new car.
Anyways, he made it very clear that I am to be the one to keep this car clean, of course, because I drive it. So I get out, start rinsing it off, and then after rinsing off the soap, he takes the pressure washer thingy away from me and starts doing all the crazy shit like protectant and wax. He took the pressure washer away because we were running out of time and he didn't have any quarters left.
Now....any woman would think, why didn't he just stop spraying the car for 10 seconds so you could go in said car and get more quarters?
Exactly.
But no. We had to rush through the rest of the car washing experience and do a half assed job because time was running out. I was doing a fabulous job with the foaming brush and rinsing off the car after that myself but I wasn't working fast enough for him because I was taking my time and making my car as pretty as possible PER HIS REQUEST. Now I know from experience, if you don't wash that wax off with the high pressure wax it leaves a film and it makes the car look "milky" coated. But HE knows how to properly wash the car, not myself. I'm not competent enough. Just like I can adopt a human at the age of 20, but not a kitten.
It gets better.
We get home, and he sees the car under the light and says "this car needs like a real wash job."
Uhhh...'Scuse me!? Say what!?
Maybe if you had let me continue doing it the proper not half assed way, you would not feel that way. But thank you anyways, for validating my point to me that you were rushing at the end and now its not as pretty as it could be.
Men.
Sigh.
Tomorrow, I will continue my rant about men, in which we will talk about Rick Santorum and how he wants to outlaw birth control.
Babies for all!
Now, just a disclaimer. I love Aaron very much, we ALL know that. But, he has male anatomy. And that for that very reason, sometimes I want to rip off his male anatomy and put in a blender and then feed it to him.
He makes my head spin. Sometimes all you have to do is just smile and nod.
He comes home from work yesterday and tells me that he has the WHOLE weekend off, and says "I'm going offroading tomorrow."
OH? You are? Okay...Well what about myself who has spent the last 2 months waiting around for your ass to have a day off. What am I chopped liver?
Apparently so.
So I said...YOU are going? Or WE are going? And he said in a low pitched aggravated tone "well you can come if you really want to."
Oh, thank you, for that oh so kind invitation. I really feel like you want me around! a;owielkjfdad
So after I brushed that one under the rug for the sake of knowing that he is not going offroading, he's helping me clean the garage, we go to get Josie washed.
Josie is my new car.
Anyways, he made it very clear that I am to be the one to keep this car clean, of course, because I drive it. So I get out, start rinsing it off, and then after rinsing off the soap, he takes the pressure washer thingy away from me and starts doing all the crazy shit like protectant and wax. He took the pressure washer away because we were running out of time and he didn't have any quarters left.
Now....any woman would think, why didn't he just stop spraying the car for 10 seconds so you could go in said car and get more quarters?
Exactly.
But no. We had to rush through the rest of the car washing experience and do a half assed job because time was running out. I was doing a fabulous job with the foaming brush and rinsing off the car after that myself but I wasn't working fast enough for him because I was taking my time and making my car as pretty as possible PER HIS REQUEST. Now I know from experience, if you don't wash that wax off with the high pressure wax it leaves a film and it makes the car look "milky" coated. But HE knows how to properly wash the car, not myself. I'm not competent enough. Just like I can adopt a human at the age of 20, but not a kitten.
It gets better.
We get home, and he sees the car under the light and says "this car needs like a real wash job."
Uhhh...'Scuse me!? Say what!?
Maybe if you had let me continue doing it the proper not half assed way, you would not feel that way. But thank you anyways, for validating my point to me that you were rushing at the end and now its not as pretty as it could be.
Men.
Sigh.
Tomorrow, I will continue my rant about men, in which we will talk about Rick Santorum and how he wants to outlaw birth control.
Babies for all!
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Everyone is entitled to be stupid, but some abuse the privilege.
Could someone please tell me WHY on gods green earth that you have to be 21 years of age to adopt an animal from the humane society?
In case we all might have forgotten, I have composed a list of things that one can do when they are 18 years old:
1. Buy cigarettes
2. Be sued
3. File a lawsuit
4. Get married
5. Get divorced
6. ENLIST IN THE MILITARY (we'll go more in depth on that one later)
7. Buy pornography
8. Pawn something
9. Legally change your name
10. Get a tattoo without parental permission
11. VOTE
12. Be on Jerry Springer
13. Buy a lottery ticket
14. Buy spray paint
15. Get a hotel room
16. Get a costco membership
17. Finance a car
18. Purchase insurance
19. Apply for a business license
20. Go skydiving
21. Go to a strip club
22. Work in a strip club
25. Buy a house
26. Sign a lease
27. Write a check
28. Buy nitrous oxide
29. Cash a savings bond
30. Adopt a child (yes, its true)
31. Be convicted as an adult
32. Buy a monkey
33. Rent a porta potty
34. Start a 401K
35. MAKE YOUR OWN FREAKIN' DECISIONS
I'll stop there.
SO. Where I'm going with this.
At the age of 18, I can join the military, buy a house, buy a car, get married and divorced in the same year if I so choose, purchase a monkey AND rent a porta potty, but I can't adopt a kitten.
REALLY!??!?!?!?!;aowielkjpoa;iweklsfd
HOW is this not a joke?!
There is a PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION this year. And there will be hundreds of thousands of 18 year olds that will be VOTING for the next person to run this oh so fabulous country.
But...you're telling me that at the ripe old age of 20, I can not adopt a kitten.
Right. Okay. Makes complete sense.
Onto my next point, WHY can someone enlist in the military at the age of 17, just as Aaron did, however, they can not enjoy a beer at the end of their 16 hour work day, or when they get back from deployment?
Age vs. Maturity people. It's a serious issue.
I hate telling people that I'm 20. It automatically puts me into the category of being immature and young and stupid by this society.
Sorry but, I'm quite capable of providing a good home for a friggen kitten. My body allows me to have babies at like 15 years old, but the state of Hawaii tells me I can't adopt a kitten until I'm 21.
Again. Right. Okay. Makes complete sense.
In case we all might have forgotten, I have composed a list of things that one can do when they are 18 years old:
1. Buy cigarettes
2. Be sued
3. File a lawsuit
4. Get married
5. Get divorced
6. ENLIST IN THE MILITARY (we'll go more in depth on that one later)
7. Buy pornography
8. Pawn something
9. Legally change your name
10. Get a tattoo without parental permission
11. VOTE
12. Be on Jerry Springer
13. Buy a lottery ticket
14. Buy spray paint
15. Get a hotel room
16. Get a costco membership
17. Finance a car
18. Purchase insurance
19. Apply for a business license
20. Go skydiving
21. Go to a strip club
22. Work in a strip club
25. Buy a house
26. Sign a lease
27. Write a check
28. Buy nitrous oxide
29. Cash a savings bond
30. Adopt a child (yes, its true)
31. Be convicted as an adult
32. Buy a monkey
33. Rent a porta potty
34. Start a 401K
35. MAKE YOUR OWN FREAKIN' DECISIONS
I'll stop there.
SO. Where I'm going with this.
At the age of 18, I can join the military, buy a house, buy a car, get married and divorced in the same year if I so choose, purchase a monkey AND rent a porta potty, but I can't adopt a kitten.
REALLY!??!?!?!?!;aowielkjpoa;iweklsfd
HOW is this not a joke?!
There is a PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION this year. And there will be hundreds of thousands of 18 year olds that will be VOTING for the next person to run this oh so fabulous country.
But...you're telling me that at the ripe old age of 20, I can not adopt a kitten.
Right. Okay. Makes complete sense.
Onto my next point, WHY can someone enlist in the military at the age of 17, just as Aaron did, however, they can not enjoy a beer at the end of their 16 hour work day, or when they get back from deployment?
Age vs. Maturity people. It's a serious issue.
I hate telling people that I'm 20. It automatically puts me into the category of being immature and young and stupid by this society.
Sorry but, I'm quite capable of providing a good home for a friggen kitten. My body allows me to have babies at like 15 years old, but the state of Hawaii tells me I can't adopt a kitten until I'm 21.
Again. Right. Okay. Makes complete sense.
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Suburbia: where they tear out the trees & then name streets after them.
BAHAHAHA Okay. So I just saw that quote somewhere. And I laughed, and then I realized...
Back home in Old Saybrook, I live on Dogwood Lane, which is off of Briarwood, which connects to Forest Glen, which is off of Maple Avenue.
Fail, suburbia, FAIL. Next time I hear about anything with Old Saybrook "going green" and preserving shit I'm going to bring THIS to the attention of the town hall. See what they have to say about THAT.
LOL..
So something that has been bothering me lately is people not being able to say "no" to an RSVP. If you can't attend my party, I don't really care, but don't tell me that you can and then not show up just because you don't want to say "no". When did telling someone "NO" become a rude thing in our society? This is really freakin' annoying.
Now if Aaron tells me "No, you can't have a kitten." or "No, you are not getting a new necklace for our anniversary." then well, thats just him being silly and putting himself in a very dangerous position.
Kidding.
Maybe......
But really, you can say "no" to someone. I would rather you tell me that you can't come for no other reason than you just can't come, than tell me that you are coming, and not show up. THAT is more rude than saying no. By that point I have already accounted for you coming and now you are probably wasting my time and money.
ALSO.
Being in Hawaii, most of us, if not all, know many many people back on the mainland. We throw parties here, with direct sale companies like Pampered Chef and Scentsy, and we make Facebook events to advertise said parties to get the most sales we can. NOW. If the party is being held in Hawaii, and you live in Minnesota, its probably safe to say you are not going to make it out to Hawaii just for this party. THEREFORE, we have a little thing called RSVP in which you should state that, "No, I am not attending." Please, for the love of all things holy, don't say that you are attending. If you have intentions to purchase from the party online, that's great. But it would be best for you to decline the actual party invite and then write that you intend to purchase online. This way, the hostess is not seeing that 12 people are attending, purchase food for those 12 people, only to realize that 10 of those people are from the mainland.
**DISCLAIMER: If family or best friends RSVP to my stuff and say that they are coming, I know its just because they plan to teleport themselves here for those 3 hours that the party is going on because they just love me so much. This is completely acceptable.
So, moral of the story, its okay to tell someone "no."
I do it everyday!
"Can I buy a new video game?"
NO!
Back home in Old Saybrook, I live on Dogwood Lane, which is off of Briarwood, which connects to Forest Glen, which is off of Maple Avenue.
Fail, suburbia, FAIL. Next time I hear about anything with Old Saybrook "going green" and preserving shit I'm going to bring THIS to the attention of the town hall. See what they have to say about THAT.
LOL..
So something that has been bothering me lately is people not being able to say "no" to an RSVP. If you can't attend my party, I don't really care, but don't tell me that you can and then not show up just because you don't want to say "no". When did telling someone "NO" become a rude thing in our society? This is really freakin' annoying.
Now if Aaron tells me "No, you can't have a kitten." or "No, you are not getting a new necklace for our anniversary." then well, thats just him being silly and putting himself in a very dangerous position.
Kidding.
Maybe......
But really, you can say "no" to someone. I would rather you tell me that you can't come for no other reason than you just can't come, than tell me that you are coming, and not show up. THAT is more rude than saying no. By that point I have already accounted for you coming and now you are probably wasting my time and money.
ALSO.
Being in Hawaii, most of us, if not all, know many many people back on the mainland. We throw parties here, with direct sale companies like Pampered Chef and Scentsy, and we make Facebook events to advertise said parties to get the most sales we can. NOW. If the party is being held in Hawaii, and you live in Minnesota, its probably safe to say you are not going to make it out to Hawaii just for this party. THEREFORE, we have a little thing called RSVP in which you should state that, "No, I am not attending." Please, for the love of all things holy, don't say that you are attending. If you have intentions to purchase from the party online, that's great. But it would be best for you to decline the actual party invite and then write that you intend to purchase online. This way, the hostess is not seeing that 12 people are attending, purchase food for those 12 people, only to realize that 10 of those people are from the mainland.
**DISCLAIMER: If family or best friends RSVP to my stuff and say that they are coming, I know its just because they plan to teleport themselves here for those 3 hours that the party is going on because they just love me so much. This is completely acceptable.
So, moral of the story, its okay to tell someone "no."
I do it everyday!
"Can I buy a new video game?"
NO!
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
I refuse to star in your psychodrama.
The next person who posts how much they hate Valentine's Day is being deleted from my friends list. Enough with the melodramatic shit about how your life sucks. Seriously, GET over it. You're not the only "lonely" person out there, and you're not the only one without a boyfriend/girlfriend.
I hate to break it to you, but there are thousands of lonely military spouses and military members themselves who have never spent a Valentine's Day with their spouse: case in point, myself. Until this year.
Next year, probably not.
So again, instead of complaining that you are lonely, why don't you show the love some other way. I know you have a best friend, a mom, a dad, and aunt or uncle maybe, SOMEONE that you can call up and be like "Hey, I love you." It doesn't HAVE to be a romantic partner. When I didn't have Aaron to be my Valentine last year because of deployment, I made my roommate bestie Vanessa be my Valentine, who cares she had a boyfriend. I love her. So she was my Valentine :)
THAT is what this day is about. I'm sorry, but, if you need one specific day to be nice and loving to your spouse and you get SO upset when that doesn't happen, then, well, sorry. I'd rather Aaron bring me flowers on any random day just because, but he won't because he just doesn't think like that lol. But I still love him.
Disagree with me all you want, but that's just how I feel.
Now, If Aaron doesn't acknowledge Valentine's Day this year, will I be mad? No. But I'll be like "what the eff!!" I mean, really, we LIVE together now. At least say something sweet to me today and don't even try to play video games ;-) Any of you that know him though, know that he needs to be told what to do, so he needs the day on the calendar to tell him to be romantic and sweet, otherwise it doesn't happen. Does that make me a hypocrite? I don't care. It's my blog. I can be as hypocrite-y as I want!
At least I'm not posting all over facebook how my life sucks because I don't have a boyfriend. Get over yourself. For real.
Okay, rant over. Moving on....
Sorry I didn't blog yesterday. Aaron actually ended up getting home at 3pm so we took advantage of him getting home at such an early hour and spent the evening together. We went to Haleiwa Joe's in Kaneohe for dinner. It was really yummy :) I had caesar salad and Alaskan king crab legs and Aaron had Opa and Poke. We were going to come home and watch a movie but I was tired and would have just fallen asleep so I let him play his video games. I'm such a nice woman.
Today will consist of waiting around for Time Warner to shut the cable off, baking a cake, and overhaul cleaning the house. Fun!
So again, lesson for today - if you're single, stop complaining. Share the love in whatever way you can. That's what today is about.
If you need to feel loved, text me. I'll love you for the day. Either that or you're off my friends list.
Your choice.
I hate to break it to you, but there are thousands of lonely military spouses and military members themselves who have never spent a Valentine's Day with their spouse: case in point, myself. Until this year.
Next year, probably not.
So again, instead of complaining that you are lonely, why don't you show the love some other way. I know you have a best friend, a mom, a dad, and aunt or uncle maybe, SOMEONE that you can call up and be like "Hey, I love you." It doesn't HAVE to be a romantic partner. When I didn't have Aaron to be my Valentine last year because of deployment, I made my roommate bestie Vanessa be my Valentine, who cares she had a boyfriend. I love her. So she was my Valentine :)
THAT is what this day is about. I'm sorry, but, if you need one specific day to be nice and loving to your spouse and you get SO upset when that doesn't happen, then, well, sorry. I'd rather Aaron bring me flowers on any random day just because, but he won't because he just doesn't think like that lol. But I still love him.
Disagree with me all you want, but that's just how I feel.
Now, If Aaron doesn't acknowledge Valentine's Day this year, will I be mad? No. But I'll be like "what the eff!!" I mean, really, we LIVE together now. At least say something sweet to me today and don't even try to play video games ;-) Any of you that know him though, know that he needs to be told what to do, so he needs the day on the calendar to tell him to be romantic and sweet, otherwise it doesn't happen. Does that make me a hypocrite? I don't care. It's my blog. I can be as hypocrite-y as I want!
At least I'm not posting all over facebook how my life sucks because I don't have a boyfriend. Get over yourself. For real.
Okay, rant over. Moving on....
Sorry I didn't blog yesterday. Aaron actually ended up getting home at 3pm so we took advantage of him getting home at such an early hour and spent the evening together. We went to Haleiwa Joe's in Kaneohe for dinner. It was really yummy :) I had caesar salad and Alaskan king crab legs and Aaron had Opa and Poke. We were going to come home and watch a movie but I was tired and would have just fallen asleep so I let him play his video games. I'm such a nice woman.
Today will consist of waiting around for Time Warner to shut the cable off, baking a cake, and overhaul cleaning the house. Fun!
So again, lesson for today - if you're single, stop complaining. Share the love in whatever way you can. That's what today is about.
If you need to feel loved, text me. I'll love you for the day. Either that or you're off my friends list.
Your choice.
Sunday, February 12, 2012
You! Off my planet!
Okay, people suck. Why do people have to be so mean and judgemental?
I am too tired right now to post anything more than that.
Today was the ending to a very long week and weekend. I wouldn't be posting at all except for the fact that I said I was going to post everyday.
Here is your proof that I did, in fact, post on February 12th.
And with that, I'm going to bed. I'll try to make tomorrow more exciting ;-)
I am too tired right now to post anything more than that.
Today was the ending to a very long week and weekend. I wouldn't be posting at all except for the fact that I said I was going to post everyday.
Here is your proof that I did, in fact, post on February 12th.
And with that, I'm going to bed. I'll try to make tomorrow more exciting ;-)
Saturday, February 11, 2012
That's a nice perfume you are wearing, but do you really need to marinade yourself in it?
Okay, for reals, this lady yesterday smelled like a straight up french whore, flower shop, old man, and a pack of cigarettes all thrown into one. I mean honestly, one or two spritz's of the perfume should suffice. Dousing yourself in the entire bottle is just not necessary.
People like myself can not breathe when placed in an elevator with your charming self.
Nothing good happened yesterday that is worthy of ranting about in this blog. WAIT! I'm losing my mind, but we all should know that by now. Ashley spent the day with me! She is Aaron's good friends wife and she is moving here in June! I'm so excited because she is a total sweetheart and we get along really well. AND her husband will still be on the boat for the next deployment when everyone else I know will not, so it will be nice to have her around! We drove out to Kailua and went to Lanikai beach. SO gorgeous out there. Most gorgeous beach on the island if you ask me, and because its in a residential area, its super quiet! There's a lot of reef there too, so great for snorkeling. We saw some houses for sale that we liked too, only need a cool 8.5mil and we'll be set!
The Charlotte decided to make Saturday's an official work day. I mean, Aaron works Saturday and Sunday anyways so it doesn't matter to me, but it really does suck for all the guys who get to look forward to relaxing on the weekends. I feel bad....
...And now I'm over that.
SO, I'm watching an adorable little 18mo old right now. She's my bestie Katie's baby! She's such a little sweetheart. We are watching some show with cartoon pigs and talking about blankey and milk while playing with Barbie. Fun times! :)
Katie is at a relaxing spa day right now courtesy of her lovely hubby for Christmas! What a good man...
I need to make a list of what I need to clean everyday and do around the house, and stick to it. It will be nice when they come to fix the dryer on Wednesday. THEY BETTER fix it that day and not pull some crap like "Oh, you need a new one, and that won't come in for another week." Listen people, you are supposed to fix my crap within a reasonable amount of time. 3 weeks for a dryer is NOT reasonable.
I'm running out of clothes to wear and my laundry room smells like dirty uniforms.
And NO ONE wants to smell boat smell. YUCK!
People like myself can not breathe when placed in an elevator with your charming self.
Nothing good happened yesterday that is worthy of ranting about in this blog. WAIT! I'm losing my mind, but we all should know that by now. Ashley spent the day with me! She is Aaron's good friends wife and she is moving here in June! I'm so excited because she is a total sweetheart and we get along really well. AND her husband will still be on the boat for the next deployment when everyone else I know will not, so it will be nice to have her around! We drove out to Kailua and went to Lanikai beach. SO gorgeous out there. Most gorgeous beach on the island if you ask me, and because its in a residential area, its super quiet! There's a lot of reef there too, so great for snorkeling. We saw some houses for sale that we liked too, only need a cool 8.5mil and we'll be set!
The Charlotte decided to make Saturday's an official work day. I mean, Aaron works Saturday and Sunday anyways so it doesn't matter to me, but it really does suck for all the guys who get to look forward to relaxing on the weekends. I feel bad....
...And now I'm over that.
SO, I'm watching an adorable little 18mo old right now. She's my bestie Katie's baby! She's such a little sweetheart. We are watching some show with cartoon pigs and talking about blankey and milk while playing with Barbie. Fun times! :)
Katie is at a relaxing spa day right now courtesy of her lovely hubby for Christmas! What a good man...
I need to make a list of what I need to clean everyday and do around the house, and stick to it. It will be nice when they come to fix the dryer on Wednesday. THEY BETTER fix it that day and not pull some crap like "Oh, you need a new one, and that won't come in for another week." Listen people, you are supposed to fix my crap within a reasonable amount of time. 3 weeks for a dryer is NOT reasonable.
I'm running out of clothes to wear and my laundry room smells like dirty uniforms.
And NO ONE wants to smell boat smell. YUCK!
Friday, February 10, 2012
Do they ever shut up on your planet?
Scentsy party yesterday! It was a great turn out :) Katie did great for her first party and I was able to sell over $500 for her! And someone is even going to sign under her as a new consultant! So awesome for her. I hope everyone that came had a great time, and got some yummy smelly products! My house smells amazing right now!
I love doing the direct sale thing, but with Pampered Chef of course. It's so easy, and not "work" for me at all. The other day I got a box of new free products worth $60 just for doing a good job in December. What can be better than that?
Anyways. I'm so glad that Aaron is out of that "my life in the Navy sucks" stage. I mean, yeah, it still sucks, because the Charlotte sucks, BUT he's past the actual feeling that the Navy in general sucks and he's never going to reenlist. I nipped that one in the bud REAL fast.
Two years ago:
A: "I'm not reenlisting! I refuse! I don't want to do this for the rest of my life! My boat sucks!"
AL: "Shut up. You're the bitch. Get over it. Life will be better soon once you're qualified."
A: "No! It won't! It will forever suck!"
Now:
A: "Things are so much better when you're qualified."
AL: (blank stare, while thinking in the back of my head "Told you, jerk!")
You're reenlisting honey... The woman always knows best.
I hope that he can make rank soon, that would be nice. He's been working so extremely hard and doing everything he should be doing, and it would be so nice for that to be recognized. I'm so proud of him. I hope someone recognizes what he's doing so that he can feel proud of himself too.
I think thats enough for today, and today is not a quote worthy day.
I love doing the direct sale thing, but with Pampered Chef of course. It's so easy, and not "work" for me at all. The other day I got a box of new free products worth $60 just for doing a good job in December. What can be better than that?
Anyways. I'm so glad that Aaron is out of that "my life in the Navy sucks" stage. I mean, yeah, it still sucks, because the Charlotte sucks, BUT he's past the actual feeling that the Navy in general sucks and he's never going to reenlist. I nipped that one in the bud REAL fast.
Two years ago:
A: "I'm not reenlisting! I refuse! I don't want to do this for the rest of my life! My boat sucks!"
AL: "Shut up. You're the bitch. Get over it. Life will be better soon once you're qualified."
A: "No! It won't! It will forever suck!"
Now:
A: "Things are so much better when you're qualified."
AL: (blank stare, while thinking in the back of my head "Told you, jerk!")
You're reenlisting honey... The woman always knows best.
I hope that he can make rank soon, that would be nice. He's been working so extremely hard and doing everything he should be doing, and it would be so nice for that to be recognized. I'm so proud of him. I hope someone recognizes what he's doing so that he can feel proud of himself too.
I think thats enough for today, and today is not a quote worthy day.
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Friends are like good bras: supportive, hard to find, and close to the heart.
Can I just say, that I love my friends. For the first time in my life, I finally feel like I have a group of friends that I can rely on, trust, and know that they will always be there for me. I feel that these ladies are people that I will be friends with, even when the PCS to other parts of the world with their families. Its so important to have that, and I finally have that. I couldn't be happier. Now, I just need my bestie from home to be here with me and then my world would be 100% complete.
Anyways, I got really pissed off a while back when someone told me that my red velvet cupcake tasted like a chocolate cupcake. For all your geniuses out there, a red velvet cupcake is a chocolate cupcake DYED red and topped with cream cheese frosting. I thought of this while I was making red velvets again last night.
Don't insult my food. You'll never eat it again if you do. And I know it tastes good, why would I serve you something that didn't? Duh.
So, I'm getting really freaking sick of Aaron working 7 days a week, 14 hours a day. Like... enough, honestly. We haven't eaten dinner together in over a month, he's basically just home to sleep...And play video games.
Have I mentioned how much I want to yank the Xbox cords out from the wall, throw them in a fire pit, and then proceed to clap evilly like the energizer bunny while they snap, crackle, and pop in a ferocious, raging ball of fire?
Well, yeah. Now you know. I swear, Battlefield 3 is Aaron's mistress. For real.
I'm done talking about nothing today. I have to go frost these cupcakes and clean my house before my guests arrive. You should know that me+guests = stressed about a clean house!
....I'm sure I'll have something to talk about tomorrow after this party tonight.
Anyways, I got really pissed off a while back when someone told me that my red velvet cupcake tasted like a chocolate cupcake. For all your geniuses out there, a red velvet cupcake is a chocolate cupcake DYED red and topped with cream cheese frosting. I thought of this while I was making red velvets again last night.
Don't insult my food. You'll never eat it again if you do. And I know it tastes good, why would I serve you something that didn't? Duh.
So, I'm getting really freaking sick of Aaron working 7 days a week, 14 hours a day. Like... enough, honestly. We haven't eaten dinner together in over a month, he's basically just home to sleep...And play video games.
Have I mentioned how much I want to yank the Xbox cords out from the wall, throw them in a fire pit, and then proceed to clap evilly like the energizer bunny while they snap, crackle, and pop in a ferocious, raging ball of fire?
Well, yeah. Now you know. I swear, Battlefield 3 is Aaron's mistress. For real.
I'm done talking about nothing today. I have to go frost these cupcakes and clean my house before my guests arrive. You should know that me+guests = stressed about a clean house!
....I'm sure I'll have something to talk about tomorrow after this party tonight.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Whisper my favorite words: "I'll buy it for you."
Well, he might not always whisper that, actually like never, but hes still pretty damn amazing...
We're talking about Oliver, my cat of course. Who else?
Oh yeah, Aaron. That "man" I call a fiance. Lol...
Anyways, on a serious note, I couldn't be embarking on a new journey in my life without him. While he might not always understand, he sticks by me when I go bat shit crazy, and that must mean he likes me at least a little bit. I think he's a keeper, don't you?
Well, I just got an email that I'm finally signed up as a Team Beachbody coach so I must go attend to that! Yay for making more money selling things! :D
I don't really have much to say right now since my last blog was late last night. I need to do them each morning to talk about all the insane shit that happened the day before.
Bye people.
...Someone remind Aaron about Valentine's Day. Maybe for that he will buy me something pretty ;-)
We're talking about Oliver, my cat of course. Who else?
Oh yeah, Aaron. That "man" I call a fiance. Lol...
Anyways, on a serious note, I couldn't be embarking on a new journey in my life without him. While he might not always understand, he sticks by me when I go bat shit crazy, and that must mean he likes me at least a little bit. I think he's a keeper, don't you?
Well, I just got an email that I'm finally signed up as a Team Beachbody coach so I must go attend to that! Yay for making more money selling things! :D
I don't really have much to say right now since my last blog was late last night. I need to do them each morning to talk about all the insane shit that happened the day before.
Bye people.
...Someone remind Aaron about Valentine's Day. Maybe for that he will buy me something pretty ;-)
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
I'm back, but not better than ever.
Consider this my rock bottom.
It has been almost exactly one year since I have posted on this blog. I have truly neglected you precious blog, and for that, I am sorry.
For the first time in my life, I am strong enough to admit that I have let myself go, and that I am not in the best place in my life...
....WELL, I'm in HAWAII, and that is the best place for me to be physically, but I'm not at the best place mentally and emotionally. Just clarifying ;-)
BUT, I am the only person who has the power to change my life, and that is exactly what I intend to do. At this stage in the game, I am not ready to air all of my dirty laundry to the general public, but just know that it has to do with my health and wellness. Once I get a little further along in my journey, I will share more details.
I have withdrawn from school this semester, medically. I was having some severe pains in my stomach and missed 5 days of classes, and had a whirlwind of a time getting the days excused from the University of Hawaii. Having said that, it was easiest, and best, for me to just withdraw this semester. I was extremely upset for a few days, but after an uplifting talk from my Dad, I think that this might be a blessing in disguise for myself. I need to take this time to focus on my health, and my well-being before I can go back to school and grab the bull by the horns. When you don't feel good about yourself, and you are having health problems, you don't do your best work at school, and that is where I found myself last semester. I can not graduate coasting along at the GPA I have right now, because thats not my best, and I'm just not going to do that to myself.
SO, what I need, is just support. I need my friends and family to cheer me along, and be there with me through my ups and downs. I can't do this alone.
I need to get these issues figured out, so that I can be back, and better than ever :)
Never looking back.
"Nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm." - Ralph Waldo Emerson
It has been almost exactly one year since I have posted on this blog. I have truly neglected you precious blog, and for that, I am sorry.
For the first time in my life, I am strong enough to admit that I have let myself go, and that I am not in the best place in my life...
....WELL, I'm in HAWAII, and that is the best place for me to be physically, but I'm not at the best place mentally and emotionally. Just clarifying ;-)
BUT, I am the only person who has the power to change my life, and that is exactly what I intend to do. At this stage in the game, I am not ready to air all of my dirty laundry to the general public, but just know that it has to do with my health and wellness. Once I get a little further along in my journey, I will share more details.
I have withdrawn from school this semester, medically. I was having some severe pains in my stomach and missed 5 days of classes, and had a whirlwind of a time getting the days excused from the University of Hawaii. Having said that, it was easiest, and best, for me to just withdraw this semester. I was extremely upset for a few days, but after an uplifting talk from my Dad, I think that this might be a blessing in disguise for myself. I need to take this time to focus on my health, and my well-being before I can go back to school and grab the bull by the horns. When you don't feel good about yourself, and you are having health problems, you don't do your best work at school, and that is where I found myself last semester. I can not graduate coasting along at the GPA I have right now, because thats not my best, and I'm just not going to do that to myself.
SO, what I need, is just support. I need my friends and family to cheer me along, and be there with me through my ups and downs. I can't do this alone.
I need to get these issues figured out, so that I can be back, and better than ever :)
Never looking back.
"Nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm." - Ralph Waldo Emerson
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