Tuesday, July 29, 2008

the bestest

So, my best friend Brittany and I decided that despite my moving thousands of miles away from her, we would not lose our friendship. Luckily our two men are practically more in best friend love (when they are around each other) than she and I are. This is to our benefit because we devised a plan that we would try to go on vacation every year or every other year... and this is how we would stay "bestest friends".

So, last summer we went to Cancun, Mexico and had about as much fun as you can have, but this year Jake and I already had SEVERAL mini vacations planned not counting our destination wedding in Antigua. But I convinced Britt to believe that San Diego (where we live) is a vacation spot in and of itself and luckily she bought it and said this could count for vacation 08. She loved San Diego, I had her about 50% convinced to move here and the trip was a success. Here is a photo montage of all the fun we had. Sorry there isn't more variety, we had too much fun to take photos!

Sunday, July 27, 2008


Explain to me how even when it's somebody else's birthday (not mine in this case), but somebody's birthday whose we are celebrating at my house; how even then men still control the TV and get to watch stupid fighting?.... If it wasn't clear before, I am not a fan of the UFC or it's counterparts. Women should not be forced to watch men fight for 2+ hours, especially on someone else's birthday.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Post Script

This goes with the last blog, I don't know how I could have forgotten it.
It's not appearing on the main page, but if you click and go into the blog, you can see it.
Jake and I went to a wedding in Minnesota this past weekend. Granted we were literally only there for like 64 hours, but we crammed in the entire time with family so it was lots of fun. Here's a behind the scenes picture re-cap of what really went down.

If you didn't catch that, let me just re-iterate pretty much the boys played games and everyone else tried to stay up to par...literally.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

The clock is ticking.

So I am pretty much completely busy for the next... as long as I can remember.

Today, I have to pack for Minnesota (this includes getting the suitcases, down from the storage- of which the password combo I cannot open unless I mess with it for at least 20 minutes...literally.)

Then I have nanny this afternoon. Then I have a friend coming in from Texas for a vacation, but since I will be gone this weekend, we are going out tonight.

And then I have to wake up at the crack of crack (4am). To be on my 6 am flight to Minnesota so that we can cram as much as possible into 64 hours with our family. Which is actually kind of fun.

Then next week my best friend is coming to town on Wednesday, but before that happens I have to grocery shop, clean the house like a crazy person (deep clean).

Have a group of girl's over for a Tuesday dinner I already said I would host, because Jake has duty.

And bake Brittany's birthday dessert because she's coming for her birthday. Oh and I forgot to mention I am nannying all three of these days as well.

And then I get to cram as much into like 108 hours as possible because she's only here for a few days. And then I get to rest....

The question is why am I blogging instead of packing, working out, getting ready for the day??? Because it sounds like more fun, that's why!

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

just don't get it...

Last night I watched the movie Stop-Loss. I watched it upon the recommendation of a friend who had already told me the premise of the movie, but I still wanted to watch it. Now, Jake my husband is in the military. But he is in the Coast Guard (which is primarily a branch of the Department of Homeland Security, not the Department of the Defense) which means I really know nothing about the military like a typical "military wife". I just know that have a lot of rules that were put into affect 100's of years ago and are kept out of tradition, not practicality. Not the smartest way to run an operation in my opinion, but Jake loves his

But let me get back to my point... Stop-Loss. Stop-loss is where the military takes a guy who has done his time in service, went to Iraq and maybe Bagdad 3 times and he is OVER IT. Or maybe he's ready to go back to school, or whatever the case he has completed his 4 years or the time that was left on his contract and when he is going to get out of the military they Stop-Loss him. They tell him no, you cannot get out. You're basically being "drafted" back in and if you try to ignore it, it is the same as going AWAL, no matter what. In the movie they referred to it as the backdoor draft, because men already trained and ready are forced back into service. Service or Jail, those are pretty much your options. And the movie ended with currents facts about people who have been Stop-Lossed. The facts said that 650,000 people have gone to Iraq due to the "war" or whatever this is and 30,000 more to Afghanistan. And out of the people that have JUST gone to Iraq 81,000 have been Stop-Lossed (forced to go back overseas even though they completed their tour and their time in the military.)

I just couldn't get over this. How??? I kept asking, how can they do that? HOW? Jake responded, "baby when you are property of the military, they can do whatever they want." But I retorted, they are not property any longer, there time is UP. And then retorted with something about fine print... and in a time of war... they can do what they want.... But I was outraged. I just watched 2 hours of men dealing with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and Death and then they have to go back, because of fine print... I didn't get it. And I was sad.

There has also has been a lot of attention in the news about women in the military that are being killed by men in the military. There have been 3 murders this year, and after watching that movie I wasn't surprised at all. These guys on the front lines when they come back, they think the world is a video game and you can just kill whoever pisses you off or gets in your way. When you are surrounded by violence, degradation of women, killing and death in other countries, it's no surprise that some of these people don't know how to return to "normal" life when they come back home.

It made me really sad.

War makes me sad.

I have been a semi-pacifist since college. Not a full one, because I'm not dumb enough to believe war won't exist (it hasn't ever NOT existed), but I am under the impression that if we follow Jesus we choose peace, which in turn makes you pacifistic.

So war makes me sad. Last week's Extreme Makeover Home Edition, (where the Marine lost his legs in battle) and is now raising his 4 children alone, is reason enough for me to never have war again.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

A Child of the Blogging Generation

So, I know blogging is relatively new to a lot of folks, but being a product of the late 20th century like I am. I have been online just about as long as I can remember or at least as long as it's been important to be in minute-to minute contact with your friends AKA Jr. High/Middle School (I believe it was 1995 to be exact). :)  I had dial-up AOL and quickly after that I had an obession with IM Chat. I would stay up til like 1 or 2 in the morning chatting with friends that I would see the next day. Along with my internet habit also came a membership to ICQ, Diaryland, Xanga and of course are more recent counter-parts Myspace and Facebook. I blogged all through high school as "unknowngirl" on Diaryland and I'm sure you could look me up and still see 100's of posts, if Diaryland still exists. :P In fact, I know I belonged to some other "blogging" sites back then, I just can't remember the names. And we are talking PRE pictures, and when Xanga finally let you put pictures, you had to pay to put them up. My how far we've come...
But the main point is that I am not a consistent blogger. In fact the times when I blogged the most have been times in my life when I had loads to un-load. And I've always been that way when I feel sad or like noone can hear me, I want to write. But when times are good I find myself thinking, what would I blog about? I lack inspiration unless I'm sad and then words pour out of  me. How sad is that?  And yes, my life is interesting to me, but I don't know if anyone else will find the children I nanny for quite so entertaining . ( I mean c'mon there not even my own, it kind of kills a story.) But everybody I know has been blogging lately and last week I actually posted a blog on MySpace.... So, I thought I would just jump on the band wagon one more time and join Blogger. I mean it's not like one more membership will really change the fact that I have already have like 20. So, if I don't blog often, I warned you.

But the really dirty thing in all this is that I read several other blogs daily or at least once or twice a week. And if they fail to blog for awhile, I get impatient. I think to myself, "why aren't they blogging? Don't they know I want to read their blog?" Which is horrible I know,  I'm a bit of a hypocrite.  What can I say? But you never know maybe, (occasionally) I will find some way to blog about my life in San Diego and my crazy husband and it won't even require me to be sad.  
Ok so that's that. Now, I've posted and I can be a hypocrite for awhile.
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