A Bust
I have had some boring ass past few days people. On top of the rain, cold, and having not much to do, Em is whining even more which is not helping. I guess she is bored as well. Yesterday we were supposed to go see Crafty Bitch but Emily decided she would rather curl up on the couch instead. This is how lazy my two year old was yesterday people... She got out of bed with all her blankies and stood next to my room waiting for me to greet her. When I did the whole "Morning sweetie" thing that all us Moms do she then scruntched up her face and belted out in the lovely whinny voice "Night Night" and pointed to my bed. Not only did she want to lay in my bed but she demanded that I fix her covers for her. Then after laying around in my bed she finally decided to join the living and managed to stumble onto the couch for another HOUR! She is not a morning person, at all...She has school today at 9, should be fun getting her there. I am going to have to take her crown off her little noggin and make her deal with it!
So, I have been so bored lately that I have had nothing to Blog about. I had made an attempt yesterday but decided it was a bunch of crap... Sort of like this post.
Have I told you that Keith and I are going to the MC Ball? Can I tell you how I don't want to go but Keith is making me? He is being made to go so in turn I am being made to go... I have two weeks to find a dress. Blah. I hate dressing up, hate having to put on make up, hate having to care what my hair looks like... I am just too tired to give a shit. Not only all of that but I have to find a dress... You women know what I am talking about. I have no clue what does or doesn't look good on me... God knows I need something to cover all the bad areas. Yesterday I was so bored that after Emily decided to get her ass off the couch I actually brought her with me to look at dresses. First I looked in the mall because I know that is the cheapest place to look.... NOTHING. So, then I trek over to a bridal store where I know the prices for a ball gown is going to be insane but what the hell I need to find a damn dress. So, I walk in and because I live in HUGE military town the woman already knows what I am looking for and literally drags me over to the dresses. As soon as I walked over to them I knew the shit was going to be expensive as ALL the damn dresses are packaged in plastic garmet bags... Then my dreams came true... Instead of me having to actually look through the dresses the woman actually starts going over with me what I should be wearing and not be wearing. Hell yeah people... A person to shop for me, that is fucking great!! She starts pulling all these dresses out and away we go to the dressing room. Every time I put one on though she made me come out so she could see it... Then she told me if it was a go or not. Made life easier for me... She kept calling me "Busty" though, ummmm, NEVER in my life have I been called that... I think growing up the guys I grew up with called me "Bumble Bee Bites" (Between you and me with that name and "Pimple Queen", that my sister so frequently called me, I guess I am lucky I have enough courage to even leave the damn house)... Then the lady kept telling me that she wanted boobs like mine... I almost blurted out " You can have them too for 7 Thousand bucks"... But hey, I just met the lady so I figured that telling somebody you just met 5 minutes ago that you had a boob job wasn't a normal thing. ( See people, I do think about what I say sometimes) So, getting back on track... I found a dress, or I should say she found a dress for me. I like it, I don't however like the price tag. It is almost 250 bucks!! Never mind that I need to have a lot of length taken off... If you didn't know people I am only 5 feet tall, not that easy to find things that fit. So, with the dress, the alterations, the shoes, and all the other crap that goes with getting ready... You are talking a lot of friggin money for just one night. So, needless to say I didn't buy it. I am still on the hunt, I wish though that I could bring that damn sales lady with me!
So, Thanksgiving is around the corner already... And guess who might be coming to see us? My parents, my sister, her kids, and her hubby!! Yup, all at the same time! In the 12 years that I have been married my sister has never seen any place that the Marine Corps has taken us... It will be nice to have them all here, if they can all get it worked it out with their jobs, school, and so on. That is a lot of pressure for Turkey Day though... You don't want to screw up a holiday meal for people that are traveling 12 hours to eat! Good lord, I just farted thinking about it!
Speaking of being married for 12 years... Keith and I just realized last night that our anniversary is in like 10 days. Guess we have been married for that long... Where you forget about shit. I think he is going to be out in the field doing some training anyway. Wait a minute... That means I will have the WHOLE bed to myself!! Whooo whooo!! Thanks honey, Happy Anniversary to you too!! Just kidding... Kind of.
Well, this is exciting... Damn, I am just bored writing it. Guess I will end it. Sorry that this post sucks but I felt like writing so there ya go... You get what you get.
So, I have been so bored lately that I have had nothing to Blog about. I had made an attempt yesterday but decided it was a bunch of crap... Sort of like this post.
Have I told you that Keith and I are going to the MC Ball? Can I tell you how I don't want to go but Keith is making me? He is being made to go so in turn I am being made to go... I have two weeks to find a dress. Blah. I hate dressing up, hate having to put on make up, hate having to care what my hair looks like... I am just too tired to give a shit. Not only all of that but I have to find a dress... You women know what I am talking about. I have no clue what does or doesn't look good on me... God knows I need something to cover all the bad areas. Yesterday I was so bored that after Emily decided to get her ass off the couch I actually brought her with me to look at dresses. First I looked in the mall because I know that is the cheapest place to look.... NOTHING. So, then I trek over to a bridal store where I know the prices for a ball gown is going to be insane but what the hell I need to find a damn dress. So, I walk in and because I live in HUGE military town the woman already knows what I am looking for and literally drags me over to the dresses. As soon as I walked over to them I knew the shit was going to be expensive as ALL the damn dresses are packaged in plastic garmet bags... Then my dreams came true... Instead of me having to actually look through the dresses the woman actually starts going over with me what I should be wearing and not be wearing. Hell yeah people... A person to shop for me, that is fucking great!! She starts pulling all these dresses out and away we go to the dressing room. Every time I put one on though she made me come out so she could see it... Then she told me if it was a go or not. Made life easier for me... She kept calling me "Busty" though, ummmm, NEVER in my life have I been called that... I think growing up the guys I grew up with called me "Bumble Bee Bites" (Between you and me with that name and "Pimple Queen", that my sister so frequently called me, I guess I am lucky I have enough courage to even leave the damn house)... Then the lady kept telling me that she wanted boobs like mine... I almost blurted out " You can have them too for 7 Thousand bucks"... But hey, I just met the lady so I figured that telling somebody you just met 5 minutes ago that you had a boob job wasn't a normal thing. ( See people, I do think about what I say sometimes) So, getting back on track... I found a dress, or I should say she found a dress for me. I like it, I don't however like the price tag. It is almost 250 bucks!! Never mind that I need to have a lot of length taken off... If you didn't know people I am only 5 feet tall, not that easy to find things that fit. So, with the dress, the alterations, the shoes, and all the other crap that goes with getting ready... You are talking a lot of friggin money for just one night. So, needless to say I didn't buy it. I am still on the hunt, I wish though that I could bring that damn sales lady with me!
So, Thanksgiving is around the corner already... And guess who might be coming to see us? My parents, my sister, her kids, and her hubby!! Yup, all at the same time! In the 12 years that I have been married my sister has never seen any place that the Marine Corps has taken us... It will be nice to have them all here, if they can all get it worked it out with their jobs, school, and so on. That is a lot of pressure for Turkey Day though... You don't want to screw up a holiday meal for people that are traveling 12 hours to eat! Good lord, I just farted thinking about it!
Speaking of being married for 12 years... Keith and I just realized last night that our anniversary is in like 10 days. Guess we have been married for that long... Where you forget about shit. I think he is going to be out in the field doing some training anyway. Wait a minute... That means I will have the WHOLE bed to myself!! Whooo whooo!! Thanks honey, Happy Anniversary to you too!! Just kidding... Kind of.
Well, this is exciting... Damn, I am just bored writing it. Guess I will end it. Sorry that this post sucks but I felt like writing so there ya go... You get what you get.