Hi, my name is Erica and I'm addicted to Angry Birds and it's all my 3 yr olds fault!
"Please Please momma can I play the bird game like Papa has"
" which bird game hon"
And she proceeds to find Angry Birds on my iPad ...somehow..
Craapp! I can't beat level 4!!
This is also my very first post via my iPad! Go me!!!
Monday, July 25, 2011
Saturday, July 23, 2011
8 Reasons Why I'm happy We're Petless
We are poochy less as you know, which -is- sad and I do miss my babies..don't get me wrong, I am trying to look on the bright side of life. So here are some upsides of being 'pooch less"
1. First and foremost.. I am not stepping in dog drool!! Nothing makes my head spin more than stepping in dog drool. I have a clean floor OCD Issue and stepping in dog drool just sends me over the edge
2. I no longer have to jump outta bed first thing in the morning to let frick and frack out to pee
3. If I hear a dog barking outside I don't have to get up and investigate whether it's mine..because I know it isn't. lovely!
4. All the money I will be saving on vet bills, dog food, flea meds, and heartworm meds..*whew*
5. The amount of dog hair I must deal with has greatly decreased. It's beautiful!
6. I'm not really a dog person anyways. I'm not a fan of havin someone all up in my face 24/7 drooling on me saying "pet me pet me pet me pet me" I'll take a cat though!
7. I don't have to worry about any sort of damages the dumb dogs may cause at our new apartment. That makes me very excited.
8. I no longer have to clean up dog doo. Let's be real. They weren't my dogs. I still got stuck with cleaning up their doo. It wasn't fair. I'm still bitter.
1. First and foremost.. I am not stepping in dog drool!! Nothing makes my head spin more than stepping in dog drool. I have a clean floor OCD Issue and stepping in dog drool just sends me over the edge
2. I no longer have to jump outta bed first thing in the morning to let frick and frack out to pee
3. If I hear a dog barking outside I don't have to get up and investigate whether it's mine..because I know it isn't. lovely!
4. All the money I will be saving on vet bills, dog food, flea meds, and heartworm meds..*whew*
5. The amount of dog hair I must deal with has greatly decreased. It's beautiful!
6. I'm not really a dog person anyways. I'm not a fan of havin someone all up in my face 24/7 drooling on me saying "pet me pet me pet me pet me" I'll take a cat though!
7. I don't have to worry about any sort of damages the dumb dogs may cause at our new apartment. That makes me very excited.
8. I no longer have to clean up dog doo. Let's be real. They weren't my dogs. I still got stuck with cleaning up their doo. It wasn't fair. I'm still bitter.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
...........................I'm dumb
There comes a time in your life where you think "Am I really this dumb?" and if so "how did it happen?" I had a moment like this yesterday.
We are in the midst of fixing up the house for rent. Since poochy is gone we decided to throw down some grass seed to fill in the 'dog dirt pit'
This was my special job..mine. I got my green little 'help it grow' mats at Lowes bc in the past I've had horrid luck at growing grass in that spot the past 2 times I've tried. I watered the dirt, I raked the dirt, I laid down the seed, laid down my green mat thingies and I was proud. so very proud. I called hubster out to look at my beautiful work. After adequate praise I went inside and let him do his man thing outside.
A bit later I hear my name being called. I go there and he's looking at me and says "Is this what you used for grass seed" Smiling broadly because I am so very proud of myself I answer "YUP!" He then starts chuckling.
"This is fertlizer..not grass"
...blank stare.... I blinked a few times
"see..right here.. "Grass Fertlizer"
.... "NO!!!!!!! MY DAD SAID TO GET TURF BUILDER!!!!"
"Yup..this is Turf Builder..but it's Turf Builder Fertlizer"
"BUT!!..But but but..there's grass on the package!!"
...he gives me a blank stare...
"well.. That would explain why I haven't been able to grow grass the past 2 times I've tried huh?"
"yup..I've always wondered why this patch of dirt was so rich.. We have the most fertlized yard on the block, Once we get actual grass seed we should have no problems growing grass"
" ..you suck.." (Why I blamed it on him I dont know..don't judge)
"I love you..You're adorable" (When that phrase is said to me it really means "You're a dork..You have issues")
" no! No love!.. Up yours" (he knows I didn't really mean it..don't judge)
..he laughed... more (why does he always laugh at me)
and I walked away to sulk.
*sigh* I was so proud... so very proud...
Now I gotta go get actual grass seed and more of those stupid expensive green mats.. CRAPP!!
We are in the midst of fixing up the house for rent. Since poochy is gone we decided to throw down some grass seed to fill in the 'dog dirt pit'
This was my special job..mine. I got my green little 'help it grow' mats at Lowes bc in the past I've had horrid luck at growing grass in that spot the past 2 times I've tried. I watered the dirt, I raked the dirt, I laid down the seed, laid down my green mat thingies and I was proud. so very proud. I called hubster out to look at my beautiful work. After adequate praise I went inside and let him do his man thing outside.
A bit later I hear my name being called. I go there and he's looking at me and says "Is this what you used for grass seed" Smiling broadly because I am so very proud of myself I answer "YUP!" He then starts chuckling.
"This is fertlizer..not grass"
...blank stare.... I blinked a few times
"see..right here.. "Grass Fertlizer"
.... "NO!!!!!!! MY DAD SAID TO GET TURF BUILDER!!!!"
"Yup..this is Turf Builder..but it's Turf Builder Fertlizer"
"BUT!!..But but but..there's grass on the package!!"
...he gives me a blank stare...
"well.. That would explain why I haven't been able to grow grass the past 2 times I've tried huh?"
"yup..I've always wondered why this patch of dirt was so rich.. We have the most fertlized yard on the block, Once we get actual grass seed we should have no problems growing grass"
" ..you suck.." (Why I blamed it on him I dont know..don't judge)
"I love you..You're adorable" (When that phrase is said to me it really means "You're a dork..You have issues")
" no! No love!.. Up yours" (he knows I didn't really mean it..don't judge)
..he laughed... more (why does he always laugh at me)
and I walked away to sulk.
*sigh* I was so proud... so very proud...
Now I gotta go get actual grass seed and more of those stupid expensive green mats.. CRAPP!!
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
The Trials and Tribulations of a BRAC move
Here we are, a part of this lovely BRAC move. The same BRAC move they knew about 5 years ago and have been putting off until the deadline this year..To the Army Gods that Be, from my house to yours: "THANK YOU!
This move is really chapping every part of my behind that is left. First it's the stress of the impending move but you can't do anything yet because you don't have orders. Then you get orders and put yourself on the lovely housing list only to hear "Oh congrats, You're number 585 out of 600" For those that don't know about housing lists, you don't recieve on post housing until your number is up. In my case that would be 584 people from myself and to get a house you also have to first have someone leave that house, which is 584 people leaving that post before you even qualify to get a house. Not..HELPFUL. I know lots of people who live on post but apparently they have the secret to getting on post and I do not.
Then you give up on on post housing and start looking for a rental bc you gotta have some place to live for your child to start school 20 days after you arrive. Which would be fantastic except for the fact that this is a BRAC move, which means everyone in the Brigade is moving...to the same place.. 2500 people ALSO looking for a place to live.
And then we uncover the lovely "nobody likes renting to people who have a big dog" Soooo our options are 1. find poochy a new home, 2. live in a box, 3. Stay here and let the hubster live there alone in the barracks.which also means -another- year apart after a 370 day deployment. SOOO we had to find a new home for our beloved poochy. We have less than 2 weeks to be there and haven't found 1 person to rent to us. So sue me, animal lovers, I cannot do another year apart.
We find us a lovely apartment, sans pooch, walking distance to the big ones school, near base, everything is going our way until we realize that our new house is not in the district we thought it was, the district we are already pre-registered in. It's in a district that you cannot pre-register in online, ya gotta be there in person and, oh yah, the Pre K programs are "filling up quick" and we can't register her until we get there. If the big one doesn't go to the school near us she'd be assigned to another school 30 mins away..near Juarez. Here is what my problem is.. we're a 1 car family at the moment!!! The hubs has to go to work.. School starts WHILE hubs is at PT still.. It..doesn't..work..out. Or should I just tell my darling 4 year old who is so very very excited about starting school that she doesn't get to go? Nor do I feel comfortable putting my 4 year old on a bus to Juarez.
All this drama for 1 year.
aaaaaaannnddd my husband just informed me that he unscrewed and 'popped apart' a piece of my car..........
I need a drink............
This move is really chapping every part of my behind that is left. First it's the stress of the impending move but you can't do anything yet because you don't have orders. Then you get orders and put yourself on the lovely housing list only to hear "Oh congrats, You're number 585 out of 600" For those that don't know about housing lists, you don't recieve on post housing until your number is up. In my case that would be 584 people from myself and to get a house you also have to first have someone leave that house, which is 584 people leaving that post before you even qualify to get a house. Not..HELPFUL. I know lots of people who live on post but apparently they have the secret to getting on post and I do not.
Then you give up on on post housing and start looking for a rental bc you gotta have some place to live for your child to start school 20 days after you arrive. Which would be fantastic except for the fact that this is a BRAC move, which means everyone in the Brigade is moving...to the same place.. 2500 people ALSO looking for a place to live.
And then we uncover the lovely "nobody likes renting to people who have a big dog" Soooo our options are 1. find poochy a new home, 2. live in a box, 3. Stay here and let the hubster live there alone in the barracks.which also means -another- year apart after a 370 day deployment. SOOO we had to find a new home for our beloved poochy. We have less than 2 weeks to be there and haven't found 1 person to rent to us. So sue me, animal lovers, I cannot do another year apart.
We find us a lovely apartment, sans pooch, walking distance to the big ones school, near base, everything is going our way until we realize that our new house is not in the district we thought it was, the district we are already pre-registered in. It's in a district that you cannot pre-register in online, ya gotta be there in person and, oh yah, the Pre K programs are "filling up quick" and we can't register her until we get there. If the big one doesn't go to the school near us she'd be assigned to another school 30 mins away..near Juarez. Here is what my problem is.. we're a 1 car family at the moment!!! The hubs has to go to work.. School starts WHILE hubs is at PT still.. It..doesn't..work..out. Or should I just tell my darling 4 year old who is so very very excited about starting school that she doesn't get to go? Nor do I feel comfortable putting my 4 year old on a bus to Juarez.
All this drama for 1 year.
aaaaaaannnddd my husband just informed me that he unscrewed and 'popped apart' a piece of my car..........
I need a drink............
Monday, July 18, 2011
Oreo Stuffed Chocolate Chip Cookies
So the other night we decided we wanted to give ourselves heart attacks and we figured the best way to do that was to make (insert drumroll) Oreo Stuffed chocolate chip cookies! Which I found at www.penniesonaplatter.com
The lineup is:
Yes..that is reduced fat oreos, hey, it's 2 cookies in one, I had to do *something* to offset the badness of it! And you're really supposed to make your own cookie dough but here's the thing, I'm moving in less than 2 weeks. I don't have time for that sort of silliness. The tubed stuff worked great!
Then you take yourself an oreo and scoop a hunk o' cookie dough on top. I used my super cool nifty cookie dough scooper and it worked great. Then you take yourself another hunk o' cookie dough and put it on the bottom of said reduced fat oreo. (PS: Those aren't my hands..just so ya know.. I don't have man hands)
Then you squish the cookie dough around the oreo..oh yes..it's that heavenly... and plop them on your cookie sheet.
Insert into oven..bake until it feels right. I let the Good Lord lead me. I'm not forsure on a time. I didn't set a timer but mine turned out perfect. I guess if you're that big on timer settage you could just follow the time on the cookie dough tube. If you aren't using the tube..well.. You're obviously more hooah than me so figure it out yourself :-) hehe Then take your fanny into the livingroom, do a few crunches and sqauts to offset some of the calories (Which we totally did) and in a matter of minutes you have these:
They were sooo good! The oreo turned slightly mushy inside and so it made it taste kinda like a brownie. oh..em..gee.. It was pretty much heavenly and something I can never ever make again!
The lineup is:
Yes..that is reduced fat oreos, hey, it's 2 cookies in one, I had to do *something* to offset the badness of it! And you're really supposed to make your own cookie dough but here's the thing, I'm moving in less than 2 weeks. I don't have time for that sort of silliness. The tubed stuff worked great!
Then you take yourself an oreo and scoop a hunk o' cookie dough on top. I used my super cool nifty cookie dough scooper and it worked great. Then you take yourself another hunk o' cookie dough and put it on the bottom of said reduced fat oreo. (PS: Those aren't my hands..just so ya know.. I don't have man hands)
Then you squish the cookie dough around the oreo..oh yes..it's that heavenly... and plop them on your cookie sheet.
Insert into oven..bake until it feels right. I let the Good Lord lead me. I'm not forsure on a time. I didn't set a timer but mine turned out perfect. I guess if you're that big on timer settage you could just follow the time on the cookie dough tube. If you aren't using the tube..well.. You're obviously more hooah than me so figure it out yourself :-) hehe Then take your fanny into the livingroom, do a few crunches and sqauts to offset some of the calories (Which we totally did) and in a matter of minutes you have these:
They were sooo good! The oreo turned slightly mushy inside and so it made it taste kinda like a brownie. oh..em..gee.. It was pretty much heavenly and something I can never ever make again!
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Homecoming Pics
It's been about 2 1/2 weeks but finally, here are the Homecoming pics!! Murphina didn't let me rest one minute..I'll explain as we go along:
This is my genius idea and since it was my last deployment I'll share. Get yourself a brightly colored balloon, tie it to your kids wrist. They have something to play with while you wait and your soldier has -no- problem finding you..proven to work perfectly! Genius I tell you, Genius.
For those that are wondering why I have quite the sexy hair do, because those that know me know that hair in my face is a NO GO in life..here is why. I gave myself a concussion 2 hours prior to homecoming. yup. Murphina visited. Car door, wind, gash by eye, stitchs needed but not gotten, concussion. See, you can hardly tell with the 2 bandaids, 3 butterfly strips, liquid bandaids and the hair do, can ya? That's how us Army wives roll. ps: I had a SPLITTING headache when this pic was taken, thank Goodness my mom was there to help me!
Formation:
My "I survived..barely" present
This is my genius idea and since it was my last deployment I'll share. Get yourself a brightly colored balloon, tie it to your kids wrist. They have something to play with while you wait and your soldier has -no- problem finding you..proven to work perfectly! Genius I tell you, Genius.
For those that are wondering why I have quite the sexy hair do, because those that know me know that hair in my face is a NO GO in life..here is why. I gave myself a concussion 2 hours prior to homecoming. yup. Murphina visited. Car door, wind, gash by eye, stitchs needed but not gotten, concussion. See, you can hardly tell with the 2 bandaids, 3 butterfly strips, liquid bandaids and the hair do, can ya? That's how us Army wives roll. ps: I had a SPLITTING headache when this pic was taken, thank Goodness my mom was there to help me!
Formation:
My "I survived..barely" present
I need YOU!
As Little Bill would say "hello friends"
Take a look around..my blog is in the process of bein spiffed up. Since I'm finally able to breathe during the day and not just after 8pm I am hopeful to have a bit more time to devote to my precious lil one.
I now have direct links where you can share my blog posts via Facebook and twitter, for you tweeters.. I dont tweet because I don't understand it but if you do tweet you are more than welcome to tweet my blog. You beautiful tweeters, you.
I also have links where you can follow directly through e-mail. So every time I blog my beautiful writings will be delivered directly to your inbox. Personal service, what more could you ask for? That's right loves, I'm here for YOU! :-)
I also have my "Top Blogs" over to the right so that at any time you can go back and read the most popular funniest blogs in HISTORY!
Another nifty new gadget I have happenin' is a counter for how many cool people read my blog. So that's exciting. You should read..because then my ticker will go up and that makes me excited! Happy blogger = happy posts ..so read..and follow..and be merry.
You deserve this special treatment.
Now, here's where I need you:
I'm wanting ideas on new things for my blog. New ideas with blog posts, ideas for weekly posts, possible guest posts (if you are interested in writing a guest post let me know!) ect. Any new ideas, anything you'd like to see here, let me know! Hold nothing back! Lemme have it!
And please please..follow me!!!
*Muah*
Take a look around..my blog is in the process of bein spiffed up. Since I'm finally able to breathe during the day and not just after 8pm I am hopeful to have a bit more time to devote to my precious lil one.
I now have direct links where you can share my blog posts via Facebook and twitter, for you tweeters.. I dont tweet because I don't understand it but if you do tweet you are more than welcome to tweet my blog. You beautiful tweeters, you.
I also have links where you can follow directly through e-mail. So every time I blog my beautiful writings will be delivered directly to your inbox. Personal service, what more could you ask for? That's right loves, I'm here for YOU! :-)
I also have my "Top Blogs" over to the right so that at any time you can go back and read the most popular funniest blogs in HISTORY!
Another nifty new gadget I have happenin' is a counter for how many cool people read my blog. So that's exciting. You should read..because then my ticker will go up and that makes me excited! Happy blogger = happy posts ..so read..and follow..and be merry.
You deserve this special treatment.
Now, here's where I need you:
I'm wanting ideas on new things for my blog. New ideas with blog posts, ideas for weekly posts, possible guest posts (if you are interested in writing a guest post let me know!) ect. Any new ideas, anything you'd like to see here, let me know! Hold nothing back! Lemme have it!
And please please..follow me!!!
*Muah*
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