I've been on this weird kick lately. I've had an opinion about EVERYTHING, and I've convinced myself that the world needs to know my opinion to be a better place. Why I'm suddenly so full of myself is a mystery to me. I have ebbed the flow of "wisdom" for the time being. Let's hope it doesn't return anytime soon. I'm not as smart as the chick I play on T.V.

I've been remiss in posting. Meh. I'm not here to make excuses. Just par for the course. I feel this awesome sense of release when I write. I should do it more often. I say that all the time. One of these days I'll actually get to it.

Nate's past the halfway mark in his tour of the Southern Korean peninsula. I would love to visit him out there...he's been a little under the weather these days. He works way too much and doesn't see any real returns. I realize that I am posting this on a site that is linked to my Facebook. On the off chance that any of his soldiers read this, I hope you know what you have in a leader. This dude is literally shielding you from a daily shitstorm. Appreciate him or you'll have to deal with me. Oooh. I just scared myself. =)

I bought my son a Havoc Helicopter thing for Christmas. I wouldn't let him play with it until yesterday (long story). I now hate this toy with the passion of a thousand suns. It makes this annoying buzzing noise, and since he hasn't gotten the mechanics of flying it down yet, it flies into the wall. And the floor. And his sisters' heads. The sound of it crashing makes me cringe. All I can think of is how devastated he'll be when he finally (inevitably) breaks the damn thing. *sigh* I should already know not to buy things for them that A) make noise and B) are flimsy and easily broken. One of these days I will learn.

On a less angry/annoyed note, I am a culinary school student now. This is basically the realization of a dream that I've been too scared to attack. Why scared? Because the army is really good at convincing you that you need it. And for a while, I did need it. I like to know that I make a difference. I wasn't sure I would have that feeling in the world of cuisine. Now that I am over the fear that I won't survive outside Uncle Sam's protective custody, I hope to make great things happen for my family and I. BTW, if you're in the area and feel like being a guinea pig for all the new recipes dancing around in my head, drop me a line.

Until the next time...

My husband left for Korea a few days ago. In the grand scheme of things, Korea is a much better alternative to the places he could have gone. But knowing that only makes his absence suck slightly less. Just slightly.

My biggest concern with his departure was how the children would handle it. The first day was a little rough, but all things considered they handled it very well. I'm proud of my babies. They are much tougher than I give them credit for on a fairly regular basis.

I haven't broken down or anything...and I honestly don't think I will. I was worried that the whole post-partumness might rear its ugly head with his departure. But that worry dissipated when I picked up my sister at the airport. The fact that she pretty much dropped everything to come out here to help me is amazing. And since she's been here, even though its only been a few days, my life is already much easier. Elaina, in all her newborn glory, has her moments. And those moments aren't always at the best time. If not for Ashley (my sister) my other children would be put off indefinitely while I tried to feed and diaper the new addition. Her presence here has ensured that they are not ignored. I am eternally grateful for that.

If this entry seems a little disjointed and out of nowhere, that's because it is. I haven't really had much time for blogging and I didn't feel like making some sort of catch up entry. Seemed a little nonsensical if you ask me. Besides, you people aren't dumb. I'm sure you would figure out the gist of what's been going on with me on your own. I hope that isn't giving some of you too much credit. =) I just wanted to get my thoughts down and hope the next opportunity to write comes sooner rather than later.

Happy 25th Love! We'll party whenever I see you next. That's a promise.

Until the next time...

A lot has happened this last couple years. More than I can write about right now. I can hit on some major topics in the hopes that sharing some of the last few years will catch you up enough.

We bought a house.
We had a wedding.
We had a baby.
I changed jobs.
I really don't like my new boss.
I lost a bunch of weight.
I'm a decent bass player on Rock Band.
My oldest two got glasses.
I started Body For Life and will be done in August of 2008.
Some very good friends have left Colorado.
Some very good friends came to Colorado.
My sister visited for a month and a few days.
We got rid of a very bitchy old cat and got a newer, younger, less bitchy cat.
I got my wisdom teeth pulled.
I'll probably get deployed here in a few months.
Our new baby girl will be one next month.
My husband got a little more muscley...and me likey.
I decided to go into the culinary/event planning business.

I can't really think of anything else. I hope there are some of you out there who still look at this page every once in awhile. I've missed the Xanga Wonderland.

Until the next time...