a good friday

So as you know this morning I had to get up at an ungodly hour and drive onto post with Keith. It was a nice drive actually. I had gone to bed relatively early last night and got plenty of sleep so I wasn't a crazy, cranky biach all the way. :) We had a great drive, talking some and not talking some. I read my new Good Housekeeping most of the way and when I came across something interesting or a good tip I shared it with him and then we talked about it. Thats what I love about my husband. He'll go to the odd chick flick (not sex & the city which I'm totally pissed about) and he's not afraid of a little Oprah and Good Housekeeping. He loves to watch the manly shows but he'll sit with me through Desperate Housewives and Rachael Ray. :) Good man Charlie Brown.
So he went to do this obstacle course with his company and off I went for yet more blood work. 6 more vials people...they took 9 on Tuesday!!! After that I went to the Education Center and signed up for 4 classes. They're all online this semester but they seem pretty neat.
I'm taking:
US History 2: which is about the "new social and industrial problems, rise of the progressive movement, US' emergence as a world power (Go us!!), World War 1, reaction and the New Deal, World War 2 & contemporary America." Sounds fun yeah?
Educating Young Children: which is "an introduction to the profession of early childhood education, focusing on developmentally appropriate practices, types of programs, historical perspectives, ethics, & current issues."
Child Guidance: which is "an exploration of common behavior problems of young children in an early childhood setting. Emphasis on positive guidance techniques for effective behavior management. Practical application through direct participation in an early childhood setting."
Comemporary Mathmatics I: which includes "sets, logic, number theory, geometric concepts, consumer finance, & an introduction to probability & statistics."
So, basically I think it's a good mix. A couple are almost guaranteed to be boring but are required and a couple will be interesting. If nothing else it'll help me figure out my kids some day! :)
After I registered for classes we went with Keith's unit out to American Lake, which is the lake on post. We had a bbq, had some fun and then I thought we were leaving. Boy was I wrong. On the way back to the car we pass this beach that I hadn't noticed before. On this beautiful beach are paddle boats, canoes, kayaks....you name it. Oh boy. I finally pout my way out of a kayak and into a paddle boat and off we go. Shit those are hard!!! Oh and my boobs were too big for the normal life vest so I had to use one of those orange ones that go around your neck and then have a single tie around the waist. Ok so any of you gals with the Hess tata's know that one of those life vests will do nothing but sit on top of your tatas and look like a couple of big orange torpedoes ready to deploy at any time. Talk about uncomfortable!!! So we get out of the paddle boat about halfway through our hour because there's only so far you can go in one of those before you're bored, plus we had been fighting over the fact that I went to see the damn Simpsons movie and he won't go see Sex & the City with me...asshat. I think we're done and I'm heading up the dock and Keith asks the guy if we can take a DOUBLE KAYAK out for the last 1/2 hour we paid for. Shit. We were on that damn thing for 10 minutes, tops and I was soaked from my feet to my ass crack and up to my knees. Every time Keith paddled he leaned in the direction he was dipping into, as if it would help, and tipped us into the water. Brrr. So I had to ride the hour home with no pants on and a sweatshirt over my lap. At least he's got that out of his system...I hope.

Kill the rooster

Up at 5:30 and out the door at 6...that hurts me. We have a company BBQ today and Keith hasnt fixed his car yet so all we have is mine. If I want to run any errands or go to the BBQ I have to be on post with him all day, starting at 6, because we live in the boonies. I've gotten pretty good at the ready in 10 minutes thing though so its not as bad I guess. I do get to sleep in the car on the 40 minute drive to post...
So today I'm having more bloodwork done and then going to register for some college classes. Yep, I'm going back to school finally. I'm in a program for military spouses towards an Associates in General Studies. Eventually I want to teach Elementary School. Haha, can you imagine my 2nd or 3rd grade students trying to figure out my last name? I'll be forever known as Mrs. P. Yay.
Kisses!

I'm frusterated...

I finally just had to change my status on my msn messenger from "unpacking" to something else because people keep saying "are you really still unpacking?" Yes, dammit. I am. It drives me nuts that we're not done yet. I have always had my house unpacked and put together, ready for company a week after a move and this time it's been 2 months. There are still boxes in the garage, empty and full. Stuff is randomly strewn around my house in piles that "I'll get to" and my closets are a disaster. I just found another HUGE box of clothes and so now that is strewn across my bedroom floor. I need to clone myself. 1 of me for each room and off we go...oi vey.
On a positive note my Katie and my Jimmy will be here in a couple weeks and a couple weeks after that so will Grandma, Tara & Aunt Sue. I HAVE TO HAVE THIS DONE. Motivation will definitely help. I'm an interestingly complex person when it comes to my house. I want everything in its place and a nice presentable house but I'm a total slob if I'm not careful. I think I'm naturally lazy. I love the way my house looks when its picked up but if I am not 100% careful to clean up after myself I leave stuff everywhere. I've been sick for a week and in my living room are cups and cracker packages, everywhere. Its like I just shut down when I was sick. Plants didn't get watered, dishes didn't get done...laundry, HA! That's that big pile in the living room that the dogs have been "nesting" on. They're gonna be pissed when I wash and put away their new bed. Poor puppies...

Beyond 3 year olds...

So, it turns out the kid was the least of my worries this week. We had a great rest of our day, got a lot done and ended the day on great terms. I went to my FRG meeting, as planned and had a great time. Got home, went to bed and woke up at 2:30 a.m. puking my guts out and in tons of pain. Great. So now it's Friday night and I'm still puking what guts I have left out and in tons of pain. Went to the doctor on Wednesday and didn't get any answers. Might to to ER tonight. We'll see. It's a damn 40 minute drive to our hospital and I'm not sure I want to be in a car that long on these winding roads in the shape I'm in. :( So much for an all star weekend. We're supposed to have a BBQ here tomorrow and I'm like, not if I'm still puking. I don't want Keith to run off to something fun this weekend if we cancel our bbq because then I'll be alone again. He was gone on assignment until yesterday so I've been alone most of the time Ive been sick and I'm tired of it all. I just want it to stop. please.

3 year olds...

So today started out great. Its not as hot as the other days have been lately and its rainy...my favorite! I had told a friend I would babysit her 3 year old all day, which is fine because Keith is gone so it's kind of the same as if he were here, hehe. This kid is amazing, cute, polite, a pure blast to hang out with....
Except today, apparently. He has already let my dogs out twice. He just toodles over and opens the door, even though there's no fence. Before I even let my dogs out of their cage this morning I told him, don't open the door. He's been told this by me, Keith, his mom, his dad....and he claims to get it. Then before I'm even in the house from the garage he has opened the door and my dogs are running in 3 different directions! Gah!!!!
So...10 minutes later, after a small spankin and a time out I have to take the trash out. I say "don't open the door, don't touch anything. sit here and watch your movie, I'll be right back". He says "ok miss kim, i wont open the door." I walk the 15 feet to the trash can outside, and turn around to see my 3 dogs running...in 3 different directions and the kid standing at the door smiling...
It's going to be a long long long long day.