With the big 640 Million dollar lottery that was last night I've been thinking about how I would spend the money if I were to win the lottery.
First off, We'd give our parents, grandparents, and siblings (that's it, don't ask) a million to help them live comfortably.
We'd give each of our kids a million, for COLLEGE only, and it would be put in a fund that could only be used for college. I'm not going to facilitate partying and buying extravogant cars and wrecking them at 16yrs old.
We'd put away enough to retire on, enough to retire at 45-50yrs old and live comfortable.
We'd have a house built. A forever house. Nothing huge or extravogant. A big enough place to live comfortably and retire in. 4-5 bedrooms, a couple baths.
I'd also get furniture upgrades, on everything. Couch sets, bedroom sets, dining sets. Since we've been married we've never, and still don't have matching furniture.
I'd buy Hubs a Buick Rivira Boat tail. (I hope I got that right) and I'd buy myself some cute little car.
And we'd pay off our house and vehicle we have now.
And that's it. I don't know what else I'd do with the money, the other 600+ million we'd have left over. Give it to charities or something, not sure. Would we quit working? Probably not. Hubs and I can't be around each other that much. bwahahaha
So, What would you do if you won the lottery?
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Mommy of 1...... Mommy of 3
Mommy of 1: Doesn't dare let her child wear her pants backwards
Mommy of 3: ... at least she has pants on
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Mommy of 1: Doesn't dare let her child eat just black olives and strawberries for lunch
Mommy of 3: Olives: Veggie, Strawberries: Fruit, Force down 2 bites of chicken with the bribe of having icecream and you got yourself a meal.
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Mommy of 1: Doesn't let her child wear her shoes on the wrong feet
Mommy of 3: YAY! She put on her own shoes and she's proud of it.
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Mommy of 1: Cowboy boots and capri's that don't match.. "Not happening Miss Diva"
Mommy of 3: "Are you sure you want to wear that?" "yes" "okay..if you really think it looks nice!" "I Do"
Mommy of 3: ... at least she has pants on
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Mommy of 1: Doesn't dare let her child eat just black olives and strawberries for lunch
Mommy of 3: Olives: Veggie, Strawberries: Fruit, Force down 2 bites of chicken with the bribe of having icecream and you got yourself a meal.
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Mommy of 1: Doesn't let her child wear her shoes on the wrong feet
Mommy of 3: YAY! She put on her own shoes and she's proud of it.
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Mommy of 1: Cowboy boots and capri's that don't match.. "Not happening Miss Diva"
Mommy of 3: "Are you sure you want to wear that?" "yes" "okay..if you really think it looks nice!" "I Do"
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Tuesday's 10
1. I'm baaaaaaaaaack. We were on vacation and then we had a slight computer malfunction
2. I can't stand mornings. The girls are awake and hyper and asking all sorts of questions I don't know the answer to because I am still 1/2 asleep, like "What day is it" and "what's for lunch" Insta-headache.
3. I'm 34 weeks.. I feel huge, uncomfortable, and tired all the time.
4. It's 85 degrees everyday and our Apartments refuse to turn on the stupid swamp cooler. Such heat has led to contractions and general crankiness. Wonder if I can get a doctors note...hmmm
5. I only have about a month left of being pegnant.. We still need a carseat and a mattress, along with some other littlish stuff... We gotta get crackin. Like, pronto.
6. If you haven't "liked" my Facebook Page "My Life As An Army Wife" Go do it!! Go! Now!
7. We had a fabulous time in Tucson. We got spoiled rotten. Beautiful city, beautiful people, We even had some amazing rain on our last morning there. It was the break we needed! The Job opportunity that took us there didn't pan out but that's okay, we still needed the break.
8. Best part about Tucson: Eegees!!! mmmmmmmmmmmmm
9. A Turtle Blizzard cures heartburn. No joke.
10. it really freaks me out to think that I'll have a baby again here soon. I hope I didn't forget everything. 3 years was too long inbetween kids.
2. I can't stand mornings. The girls are awake and hyper and asking all sorts of questions I don't know the answer to because I am still 1/2 asleep, like "What day is it" and "what's for lunch" Insta-headache.
3. I'm 34 weeks.. I feel huge, uncomfortable, and tired all the time.
4. It's 85 degrees everyday and our Apartments refuse to turn on the stupid swamp cooler. Such heat has led to contractions and general crankiness. Wonder if I can get a doctors note...hmmm
5. I only have about a month left of being pegnant.. We still need a carseat and a mattress, along with some other littlish stuff... We gotta get crackin. Like, pronto.
6. If you haven't "liked" my Facebook Page "My Life As An Army Wife" Go do it!! Go! Now!
7. We had a fabulous time in Tucson. We got spoiled rotten. Beautiful city, beautiful people, We even had some amazing rain on our last morning there. It was the break we needed! The Job opportunity that took us there didn't pan out but that's okay, we still needed the break.
8. Best part about Tucson: Eegees!!! mmmmmmmmmmmmm
9. A Turtle Blizzard cures heartburn. No joke.
10. it really freaks me out to think that I'll have a baby again here soon. I hope I didn't forget everything. 3 years was too long inbetween kids.
Monday, March 12, 2012
The Process of Parenting Together
I'm experiencing a rare treat today. I'm sitting at home, alone, with my little girl who is sick, babying her. Like a normal mom. We've all been sick with colds and grossness for the past week, last night lil girl spiked a huge fever, wouldn't eat or drink and wouldn't stop crying so we took her into the ER. Actually the Hubs did. That was hard for me. I've always, always been the one to take them to the ER or Doctor, but I was told that since I was on the upswing of this cold and pregnant I needed to stay home. What a rare treat. A scary, rare treat. Ever since we've had kids they are either sick when Hubs is working or deployed so it rests on my shoulders. It was my burden. There was no "Sorry 1Sgt, I have 2 sick kids and a sick wife, I gotta go home" Doesn't work that way. There are no sick days. As the wife you deal with it and keep going. It's really hard partially turning over the reins to someone else. Having faith that they -can- do it.
Then this morning I was letting Hubs sleep in, as he's on leave, and I got the girls all bathed and dressed, myself showered, and had plans to take them and go get lil girls medicines and other stuff we needed at the store because that's what I lived the past 3 years when he was deployed. If a child is sick then we load up and go to the store and get medicine. Sorry to infect the rest of the world but that's what we had to do. I was alone. I have never ever stayed home with a sick child to let them rest while medicines were being picked up and popcicles were being bought. Hubs has been home 9 months and even now I struggle with turning over the reins to him. It's something I have to do though, for him. He needs to feel like he's taking part in our kids lives and being a real dad.
This morning when he got up and informed me that he was taking Big girl and getting the medicines and running some other errands and that I should stay home with lil girl and let her rest I was actually upset. How dare he? How dare he try to take over my plan? I'm capable. I can do it. Just go back to bed and let me do it myself, it's what I always do. How dare he try to take over. Then I realized, why can't he? He's home. He's off work this week for leave. He's capable. It -would- be best if lil miss stayed home and rested. I'm almost 8 months pregnant. I don't need the stress of taking two kids out and waiting in a pharmacy. Is this what normal dads do? Is this how normal people do things? (Normal meaning not Military) Then I realized what a treat this is. I am home with my sick baby and able to baby her and care for her with my full attention.
I'm ashamed to say that still, after 9 months, of him being here I still struggle to hand over the parenting duties. I struggle with letting him parent. I struggle with letting him help. I've done it all for so long that it's hard change gears. It's a slow process. I know that I have to. I want to. I just don't know what it's like to parent with someone consistantly for a period of time. I feel like my toes are being stepped on.
He didn't ask me to do it. He didn't leave big girl here with me. He didn't ask me to take her to the ER and expose myself to all those germs. He stepped up and is taking care of everything when he could be asleep still or sitting here at home in his PJ's. Isn't that what I wanted during those long years of deployments? Help and for him to step up.
It's a slow process of turning over the reins little by little to him and letting him be a real father. Not a long distance father. It's a process of letting him feel some of the stress the kids cause at times instead of me solely dealing with it.
I'm not ashamed to admit that it's a hard process to work though. One that takes time and patience on both our parts. Maybe one day I will understand how you Civilans do it. Seems foreign to me at the moment though.
Then this morning I was letting Hubs sleep in, as he's on leave, and I got the girls all bathed and dressed, myself showered, and had plans to take them and go get lil girls medicines and other stuff we needed at the store because that's what I lived the past 3 years when he was deployed. If a child is sick then we load up and go to the store and get medicine. Sorry to infect the rest of the world but that's what we had to do. I was alone. I have never ever stayed home with a sick child to let them rest while medicines were being picked up and popcicles were being bought. Hubs has been home 9 months and even now I struggle with turning over the reins to him. It's something I have to do though, for him. He needs to feel like he's taking part in our kids lives and being a real dad.
This morning when he got up and informed me that he was taking Big girl and getting the medicines and running some other errands and that I should stay home with lil girl and let her rest I was actually upset. How dare he? How dare he try to take over my plan? I'm capable. I can do it. Just go back to bed and let me do it myself, it's what I always do. How dare he try to take over. Then I realized, why can't he? He's home. He's off work this week for leave. He's capable. It -would- be best if lil miss stayed home and rested. I'm almost 8 months pregnant. I don't need the stress of taking two kids out and waiting in a pharmacy. Is this what normal dads do? Is this how normal people do things? (Normal meaning not Military) Then I realized what a treat this is. I am home with my sick baby and able to baby her and care for her with my full attention.
I'm ashamed to say that still, after 9 months, of him being here I still struggle to hand over the parenting duties. I struggle with letting him parent. I struggle with letting him help. I've done it all for so long that it's hard change gears. It's a slow process. I know that I have to. I want to. I just don't know what it's like to parent with someone consistantly for a period of time. I feel like my toes are being stepped on.
He didn't ask me to do it. He didn't leave big girl here with me. He didn't ask me to take her to the ER and expose myself to all those germs. He stepped up and is taking care of everything when he could be asleep still or sitting here at home in his PJ's. Isn't that what I wanted during those long years of deployments? Help and for him to step up.
It's a slow process of turning over the reins little by little to him and letting him be a real father. Not a long distance father. It's a process of letting him feel some of the stress the kids cause at times instead of me solely dealing with it.
I'm not ashamed to admit that it's a hard process to work though. One that takes time and patience on both our parts. Maybe one day I will understand how you Civilans do it. Seems foreign to me at the moment though.
Friday, March 9, 2012
Reasons Why Your Dog Isn't A Child
Disclaimer: Most of the below blog is done in jest. This is not directed at any one person, place, or thing. It is for informational and humerous purposes. Do not send hate mail. Love kids. Love Dogs. But they are two very different things. It's like comparing Apples to Oranges. If you have already have had kids you completely understand.
I'm as much of a dog lover as the next person. I miss our dog terribly and I miss the companionship. Love all dogs. (unless they try to eat me) Think they are pretty awesome (most of the time..when they aren't puking in my house) But I am up to -here- with people comparing their dogs to kids. So to help them realize that they are terribly wrong I have compiled a list of Reasons Why Your Dog is not like my child.
1. If your dog gets spastic you can stick him/her in a cage... It's not advised that I do that with my kids.
2. Your dog sleeps during the day. My kids don't.
3. You can put a muzzle on your dog to stop the barking. I cannot do that with my child. I have to listen to 45 mins of "why"
4. Dogs get fleas. My kids don't.
5. If you want to go on vacation it's a whole lot easier to find a kennel or dog sitter for the week than it is to find someone to take on my kids for a week.
6. You can walk your dog on a leash so that lil pooch doesn't run off at the park. Again, not advised that I do that with my kids.
7. If your dog pees on the floor you stick Fido in his cage. I get to clean up the pee with a wild child running around and possibly through the pee. There are no cages.
8. You can go out on a random date night at the spur of the moment and leave Fido at home. I cannot. There are many times I go through the trouble of finding a babysitter and she cancels and I -still- can't go out.
9. I have to wipe poopy butts. You can send your dog outside to deal with their poop issues on their own.
10. If Fido gets completely crazy and you need a break you can always send him outside and not have to worry about peeking out every 2 minutes to make sure nobody has kidnapped him.
11. Fido rides quietly in the car on nice road trips. Kids don't. They test your very limits of sanity.
If anyone is still confused by this list I am willing to lend out my child to you for the day. That should clear up any confusion you have left.
I'm as much of a dog lover as the next person. I miss our dog terribly and I miss the companionship. Love all dogs. (unless they try to eat me) Think they are pretty awesome (most of the time..when they aren't puking in my house) But I am up to -here- with people comparing their dogs to kids. So to help them realize that they are terribly wrong I have compiled a list of Reasons Why Your Dog is not like my child.
1. If your dog gets spastic you can stick him/her in a cage... It's not advised that I do that with my kids.
2. Your dog sleeps during the day. My kids don't.
3. You can put a muzzle on your dog to stop the barking. I cannot do that with my child. I have to listen to 45 mins of "why"
4. Dogs get fleas. My kids don't.
5. If you want to go on vacation it's a whole lot easier to find a kennel or dog sitter for the week than it is to find someone to take on my kids for a week.
6. You can walk your dog on a leash so that lil pooch doesn't run off at the park. Again, not advised that I do that with my kids.
7. If your dog pees on the floor you stick Fido in his cage. I get to clean up the pee with a wild child running around and possibly through the pee. There are no cages.
8. You can go out on a random date night at the spur of the moment and leave Fido at home. I cannot. There are many times I go through the trouble of finding a babysitter and she cancels and I -still- can't go out.
9. I have to wipe poopy butts. You can send your dog outside to deal with their poop issues on their own.
10. If Fido gets completely crazy and you need a break you can always send him outside and not have to worry about peeking out every 2 minutes to make sure nobody has kidnapped him.
11. Fido rides quietly in the car on nice road trips. Kids don't. They test your very limits of sanity.
If anyone is still confused by this list I am willing to lend out my child to you for the day. That should clear up any confusion you have left.
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Things I Never Thought I'd Say:
Get the cat out of your butt!!!! (No actual animals were hurt, it was a small toy cat..which I sanitized, promptly)
Go Potty before your dad gets home, it will make him so excited if you do!
Eat your chicken! No more broccoli until you do!
Your sister is not an elephant! Get off of her
Let's give baby bubba your paci, he's crying! I can hear him! (she gave me the paci.. And I put it down the front of my shirt so baby bubba could get it... Then I forgot it was there until I got ready for bed that night.. note: check cleavage before going to a dr appt)
If you go to sleep right now we will have an amazing party tomorrow morning, with pancakes!
Go Potty before your dad gets home, it will make him so excited if you do!
Eat your chicken! No more broccoli until you do!
Your sister is not an elephant! Get off of her
Let's give baby bubba your paci, he's crying! I can hear him! (she gave me the paci.. And I put it down the front of my shirt so baby bubba could get it... Then I forgot it was there until I got ready for bed that night.. note: check cleavage before going to a dr appt)
If you go to sleep right now we will have an amazing party tomorrow morning, with pancakes!
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
4 year olds and You tube
Big girl knows that she is only allowed to watch certain shows on my Ipad. (ie: NOT Bratz and other teenagerish shows) I walked into my room where she was watching TV to see what she was watching and tell her it was time for bed and saw her watching Youtube... A tutorial on How to make Playdough.
Me: You're watching how to make playdough?
Her: yah
Me: really!?!? You're watching how to make playdough?!
She stares at me for a second and says: Is that a bad show to watch?
Me, laughing: No
Her: Oh, okay, Well then I want to watch more "How to do things shows" tomorrow, Okay mom?
I stared at her.............. Okay.
I have no clue how she found how to make playdough on Youtube... She can't even read.
Then yesterday morning she was putting her plate in the sink after breakfast and spilled some of her eggs onto the rug I have by the sink. She grabs the broom to clean it up and I tell her that the broom probably won't work well on the rug and I can take care of it in a second. She stares at me for a second and says "Mom.. I need you to just trust me on this, it'll work. I can do it"
She also watched a tutorial on youtube this morning (before I was awake) on how to make some sort of Mickey chocolate tower with fruit inside. She runs into my room (Before..I'm..awake) and is yelling "mom, mom, look, look, I want to make this treat for Valentines Day or Easter, We have everything to make it" So I pry my eyes open..because..I..Wasn't..awake.. and say "uh huh..okay..we'll see" I get up and she shows me the cabinet that her and her sister had gone through to 'show me all the ingredients' ....... Cinnamon, Liquid Fruit Pectin, and squirtable icing will apparently make a chocolate Mickey Mouse tower with fruit inside.
Should I be concerned that my 4 year old is watching..and operating, correctly, youtube? I'm thinking I need to start investing so that she can go to Harvard.
Me: You're watching how to make playdough?
Her: yah
Me: really!?!? You're watching how to make playdough?!
She stares at me for a second and says: Is that a bad show to watch?
Me, laughing: No
Her: Oh, okay, Well then I want to watch more "How to do things shows" tomorrow, Okay mom?
I stared at her.............. Okay.
I have no clue how she found how to make playdough on Youtube... She can't even read.
Then yesterday morning she was putting her plate in the sink after breakfast and spilled some of her eggs onto the rug I have by the sink. She grabs the broom to clean it up and I tell her that the broom probably won't work well on the rug and I can take care of it in a second. She stares at me for a second and says "Mom.. I need you to just trust me on this, it'll work. I can do it"
She also watched a tutorial on youtube this morning (before I was awake) on how to make some sort of Mickey chocolate tower with fruit inside. She runs into my room (Before..I'm..awake) and is yelling "mom, mom, look, look, I want to make this treat for Valentines Day or Easter, We have everything to make it" So I pry my eyes open..because..I..Wasn't..awake.. and say "uh huh..okay..we'll see" I get up and she shows me the cabinet that her and her sister had gone through to 'show me all the ingredients' ....... Cinnamon, Liquid Fruit Pectin, and squirtable icing will apparently make a chocolate Mickey Mouse tower with fruit inside.
Should I be concerned that my 4 year old is watching..and operating, correctly, youtube? I'm thinking I need to start investing so that she can go to Harvard.
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Tuesday's 10
1. In the past week we've had unstoppable nosebleed, ER, unstoppable Nosebleed, Dr, Dr again, 24 hr duty for the hubs which means 48 hour mommy duty, and 2 sick adults.
2. Hence why this blog has been neglected
3. I dreamed I chain smoked Cigs last night... Apparently I'm under a bit of stress.
4. Newest craving: Shrimp w tartar sauce and the icky Cup O Noodles, instant lunch thing. Can't remember ever eating one before because they've gone against everything I believe in, but as I type, I'm letting one "cook". This kid is definatly his fathers'... Cheese, Peanut Butter, fake noodle soupish things. Yick
5. It's becoming impossible to put on shoes that tie.
6. I think it's time to remove people from my life that bring me down. Life is too short to be brought down. You don't -have- to keep associating with people.
7. I had the bed to myself last night. Best sleep I've had in awhile. This could pose a problem.
8. Special K Cracker Chips........ Delish
9. Now big girl has a science fair.......... *sigh*
10. Time to go see if my cup o noodles is all that I anticipate it being.
2. Hence why this blog has been neglected
3. I dreamed I chain smoked Cigs last night... Apparently I'm under a bit of stress.
4. Newest craving: Shrimp w tartar sauce and the icky Cup O Noodles, instant lunch thing. Can't remember ever eating one before because they've gone against everything I believe in, but as I type, I'm letting one "cook". This kid is definatly his fathers'... Cheese, Peanut Butter, fake noodle soupish things. Yick
5. It's becoming impossible to put on shoes that tie.
6. I think it's time to remove people from my life that bring me down. Life is too short to be brought down. You don't -have- to keep associating with people.
7. I had the bed to myself last night. Best sleep I've had in awhile. This could pose a problem.
8. Special K Cracker Chips........ Delish
9. Now big girl has a science fair.......... *sigh*
10. Time to go see if my cup o noodles is all that I anticipate it being.
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