The Impatience Begins

So, I have all this stuff to do before the end of May. But it's only the end of March. And it's too soon to start.


:/ Laaaaame. 


I hate waiting. It drives me crazy, which is why I break the deployment up. It makes things manageable. But I always seem to mess up and have a period or two like this where it's too soon to do something, but right around the corner all at the same time. Here's my list of things that I need to get done over the next two months:

• Fix up the flower beds. Why is it too soon? The weather here is wacky. There is a chance that we might still get snow some time during this month, and if not, at least a freeze. I'm not wasting money on stuff that's going to die. So, I need to wait until at least the middle of April to tackle this.
• Deep clean the house. I'm talking getting into all the little corners I don't get into very often, wash curtains, get the blinds dust-free, clean windows, clean behind the appliances, clean light fixtures, clean out closets. I have already started closets, but, I can't really jump into this just yet. Maybe the first or second week of May. And I know Sarge isn't going to care if the house is super clean or not when he gets here--but I care.
• Get my bridesmaid dress altered. The wedding is in about a month, but I'm still losing weight. I'd like to wait another two or three weeks before I pay for this.
• Birthday stuff! I need to make grab bags for the kids and finish whatever other decorations I need to make. I can start on some of this soon, but I still a) don't know how many kids are showing up (invites just went out), and b) can't make the one party favor, because I don't want the treats to go stale.
• Get my tan on! This one, I'm mostly not starting yet because I feel like it's a waste of money, haha. I've got some self tanner here at the house that takes about a week to get the full effect from. So, beginning of May, I'll start that. I don't need to glow for the next month, ha.

I think that's it. I know it doesn't sound like much, and really, looking at it written down, it's not. But I want to get started, demmit! I guess the good news is, that I have purchased almost everything for the party (minus food), I only have to find a shirt for Mini-Sarge for the wedding, and I'm still managing to lose weight without a whole lot of effort on my part! Haha.

I did go and buy some stuff for that Etsy shop I was thinking about making (heh, now that I've spent more money, I sorta have to open it now, lol). But, I'm not in a hurry to design a bunch of stuff just yet. I need to do some more research online before I dive into it all.

Anyway, I'm sure the munchkin will be awake shortly. It seems as if Sarge's internet is out still, so I'm going to go find something productive to do. Until next time!

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Oh, What Have I Started...?

I'm going to blame this solely on my best friend. She started it with her cute little homemade Christmas card she sent me this past year. Followed by a "just because" card. And now... here I am, making birthday invitations and birthday banners for Mini-Sarge's birthday in two months.


Yes, two months away, and I've already started. :P Shoot me. If you've been following, you know I'm a planner.


Honestly, though, what really started it was the vendor I tried to contact about some awesome bug-themed birthday invitations that couldn't respond to a simple email about whether or not she could also make a banner for me. I waited three weeks, and didn't get a single reply back. So, I decided that she wasn't getting any of my money, and that I was perfectly capable of doing it myself.


What's crazier about my crafting, is that I'm thinking about opening a shop over on Etsy. I don't think it's going to be a bustling business, but, couldn't hurt. And, if nothing else, I suppose it could fund my new addiction. I've already spent close to $300 on stuff. >.> Surprisingly, Sarge did not threaten harm to me, haha. Perhaps, because I'm letting him trade in my Accord for a Jeep when he gets back, and am currently saving the cash to supplement the sale of said Honda so that we don't have a second car payment. A little quid pro quo I suppose, haha.


Anywho, here are said craft projects:

23 separate pieces to this thing, ha. I made 16. x.x

This was the first attempt with this design. The caterpillar makes a "C" on all the others, and is much more centered.

W/o his finishing touches. Now has antennae and a smile. 

I'm nervous to open a shop. I'm always afraid someone will be critical and find faults in stuff I make. It's like, when it's just for me, it doesn't matter if it's not 100% perfect. But if someone is going to be paying me, it really needs to be as close to perfect as it can get. I wouldn't feel right selling something that I didn't think was absolutely right, and I am far too critical of myself--so I'm going to end up driving myself loony.

Ugh, and there's like, a thousand other people doing the same thing. So, I worry that my stuff won't stand out among the crowd. I guess the only way to know is to try, right? I guess I'll be making some mock up products here over the next few months. I'd like to have things ready in the next 2-3 months, but with R&R and his birthday coming up, I have a feeling I'm going to be a bit distracted with other things. It'll be nice to have my creative juices flowing again. And poor Fae, she's going to see lots of horrible design ideas in the coming months, haha. I promise no unicorn barf. :D

Until next time!

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My Epic Afternoon

I don't normally do this, nor did I ever expect to, but the past few hours have been so jammed packed full of fail that I just have to document it.


Today actually started out pretty well, and I had high hopes for an excellent Friday. We didn't get out of bed until 8. Nap one of the day was not a fight. I got my super cute skirt on that I haven't been able to wear in quite some time. I had a roast in the crock pot, so cooking wasn't going to be an issue later. The line at the post office was relatively short, and Mini Sarge tolerated over an hour at my SIL's house with not a single tear, fuss or whine. Oh, and it reached 82 today. Fantastic weather, baby was in a good mood. I was living the life.


At 3, when I went to turn the crock pot to "high," I realized it hadn't been plugged in all day.


Around 4, I decided that we would take advantage of the nice weather and go outside to the park behind our house. I had all the windows open, because it was so gorgeous, and thought I was being smart by closing the door to my room off from the dog (she has this annoying habit of jumping on my bed and knocking all the pillows off to see what I'm doing outside, whether she can see me out that window or not). Mini Sarge was actually starting to warm up to the swing, when out of the corner of my eye, I caught her. By the time I got him out of the swing and walked back to our fence, she had escaped, and left this in her wake

She literally dug her way out of the house. And she was quite proud of herself. She didn't realize she was in trouble until the third or fourth time I shouted "Into the kennel!!!" And she stayed there, for about an hour.

5, we sat down for Mini Sarge's dinner. I was not going to eat with him, because I still hadn't figured out an alternative to my roast. So, we get down two jars of food, and a few of the Gerber brand finger foods. I had just rinsed out the jar and tossed it into the recycling box, and turn around just in time to catch him spewing everything he'd eaten since about 12:30 today. (I only know because there were french fries, which he had at SIL's).

I am not a fan of vomit.

I got him cleaned up, checked his temperature, fearing he was sick...  but he was normal. I chalked it up to too much physical activity before dinner. Then, I changed my also vomit covered clothing, and resumed playing with him on the floor.

6, we went to take his bath. He threw up some water he'd drank just before, so I was still weary about how his tummy was. Bath was going good. He was actually splashing and having fun. Then, oh yes, he pooped in the tub (for the 32nd time, btw).

7, I attempted to give him a bottle before bed... but he only took two ounces, so I expect him to be up tonight around midnight (which, is about an hour after I'll get to bed) hungry.

Where is my stunt double?

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Hit and Miss

Being married to the Army for the past (almost) four years, you would think that I would have learned by now not to really expect any certain outcome for anything in particular. Ever. Ha.


Mini-Sarge has definitely surprised me the past two days. Yesterday, he happily accompanied me to the mall with a friend of mine and her two boys for a total of two hours. I know, right? He even took a short nap in his stroller, and wasn't a monster when he woke up (this could partially be because I gave an offering of waffle fries -- which, btw, if you know me, you know I never, EVER share my fries, lol). I was quite surprised. He only wanted out of his stroller once--because we weren't moving (too busy checking out the lovely racks at our local Vicky Secrets), and happily sipped from the sippy he formally hated and played with the toy he never plays with. I've mentioned before that he hates the stroller, yes?
Who is this child? And what happened to mine? Did one of you successfully babynap him from me? (You know who you are.) 


I chalked it up to a good day, and a possible upswing in his stranger anxiety (which, if you're just tuning in, has been cranked to 11 since he was 5 months old--currently 9.5 months. Mommy's status: frazzled).


Today, I had a set of friends come over to negotiate the sale of one of my cars. They happened to arrive after he fell asleep for his afternoon nap, and he was none to happy that there were people here when he awoke. It took almost an hour for his pitiful cries to stop entirely. They were only muffled by brief glances to the wonder that is Yo Gabba Gabba on the tv, followed by sharp cries when he saw one of them on the couch. Each time, burying his poor little face into my neck.
That child is so silly. I guess he thought I was leaving? Oi. I was happy when he decided that they were cool, and weren't out to get him. I think the realization happened when he realized he had an audience to perform tricks for (Army crawling, his baby downward dog yoga pose, etc).


I have a feeling this socializing thing is going to be quite the up and down, headache inducing task.
Is it really that bad if he just hates other people? lol


On a positive note, Sarge got his test score back this week. He passed, so, as long as he gets accepted into the program, it looks like we will soon be leaving the eagles nest and PCSing somewhere next year. I am definitely excited about the prospect. :)
Until next time!
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Terrified

Mid-tour leave steadily approaches, and I am terrified.


I am terrified that Mini-Sarge will not recognize his dad, and will treat him like every other stranger.
I am terrified that the entire time Sarge is home, his son will cling to me and not let him hold him.
I am terrified that Sarge will feel rejected, and will mope around the whole two weeks.


I expect some apprehension, and I believe that is normal, but ever since he left, our son has just hated to have anyone but me hold him. He's not so bad here at the house, but, it's still overwhelming.


I have a plan. I'm not sure yet if it'll actually do any good, but I'm going to try. Not only for Sarge, but for me, too. I will bawl like a baby if he rejects his dad.


Since he refuses to go to another person's house, I'm going to start making him (which, is totally what I have not been doing). For a short period at first, and then steadily increase it. A friend of mine has agreed to accommodate us. He hates going to her house, so I think it's probably the best venue, as bad as that sounds. If I can get him comfortable over there, around them, then, I think we'll be set. I'm hoping to recruit my SIL and a few other friends into my efforts, too, but I haven't asked yet.


Also, my kid is cooler than yours:

And that's all for today. Need to finish chatting with Sarge, who is threatening me harm because I used part of a Bon Jovi song as the title of his email for the day. :) Until next time!

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