If it wasn't for bad luck...

If it wasn't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all. My mom used to tell me that and I swear she's right.

Today started off badly. The baby woke up at 5:25am wanting to eat. Once he was done I decided to put him back in bed with me, hoping he'd doze and I could catch a few more minutes of sleep as well. Instead he decided to spit up all over my bed.

We went downstairs to change his now soaked PJs and he began to scream, waking up my daughter. She was not happy.

The morning continued with various mishaps -- a leaking refrigerator, snapped Ziploc freeze bag pump, bad poop diaper from the baby -- not to mention the HOUR I spent on-and-off hold with AT&T because... wait for it... my week old iPhone 4S isn't working. Well, the phone itself works but when I connect it to charge or sync it's not recognizing that it's connected unless I hard reboot it. The resolution? I have to go to the Apple store (about 40 minutes away) to the Genius bar and have them look at it. If they agree that's the problem, they *might* be able to replace it. I say might because they wouldn't tell the AT&T rep if they had any of my phone in stock. So... I might get one today, I might have to go back once they get more in stock. Yay!

Is it 8pm yet???

A little honesty

Over the past few weeks, there's been a whole lot of ESPN on in our house. The NFL season is quickly approaching (I don't count pre-season) and the soundbites are alway the same.

"This is our year."
"We have a great team."
"I couldn't be happier with my offense/defense/special teams."

The same thing happens at military hail and farewell gatherings.

"He/She comes to us from ___ with a great track record of getting things done."
"He/She is the perfect addition to our unit."

For once, I'd love to hear the honest statement.

"Because of our salary cap, we had to cut all our good players. We're hoping the new guys won't totally suck."
"We weren't good last year, the team hasn't changed much, so chances are we won't be good this year either."
"He/She totally screwed up at their last assignment and now we're stuck with them."
"He/She is looking to leave the military within two years so good luck getting any real work from him/her."

A girl can dream. Ha ha

Choices have consequences

Ok world, I need your opinion.

Twice today, my dd (who is 3 yrs old) made a decision, only to renege on it a few minutes later and then proceed to pitch a fit. For example:

Me: What do you want for breakfast?
DD: Yogurt.
Me: Big one or small one?
DD: Big
(I open the big one and hand it to her)
DD: Nooooooo! I want a small one. I don't want this one.
Me: You told me you wanted a big one so that's what I opened. Now you have to eat it.
DD: Nooooo. (more whining, etc.)
Me: No more whining. You said you wanted a big one, I opened it for you and now you have to eat it. I'm not getting something else for you for breakfast.

Typed out it sounds a lot harsher than I think I delivered it but that's another story altogether. Later in the day she decided she wanted to try strawberry milk (yay for trying since she's a VERY picky eater) but when she chose it, I told her that if she didn't like it, I wasn't going to buy another one. Of course, she took about 4 sips, told me she liked it, but then refused to drink any more. She then decided to plead with me that she was sooooo thirsty and please would I buy her regular milk to which I told her no.

Choices have consequences. But is she too young to learn that or for me to try to teach her?

Control freak

I can be a bit of a control freak. I'm a planner. I like to know what I'm doing and when I'm doing it. I love making lists and, consequently, crossing things off of them. One of my best Christmas presents was a label maker. 

The ironic part is that I'm also an Army wife and so my life is not my own. I've learned to write things in pencil, not pen and not to look more than a few days out when planning anything unless I'm ok with the fact that I might have to do it myself. I've gotten SO much better about things being up in the air and uncertain and have learned to be more "go with the flow." Just ask DH!

But if there's one thing that gives me heart palpitations, it's talking about our next PCS. And, today, DH met with his assignments officer to talk about what could be next for us. We already had one assignment "pulled" from us. Then, we were under the impression that we could be leaving our current location in early spring. Now, it looks like we are back to our usual summer rotation. But where to next? It's killing me not knowing and it will take every bit of strength I have left to resist pouncing on DH the minute he walks in to find out what he was told today.

I'm hoping for the mainland, but would love to be back on the east coast. Wish me luck!

Cheater

I think I might get this trait from my birthmom (ask my siblings about the Monopoly incident of 2007) but I hate when people cheat at games.

I play Words with Friends fairly regularly and some of the words people use I've never heard of. I'm nit saying that my vocabulary is so vast that I'm a walking dictionary or anything, but there are times I KNOW if we were playing in person there's no way they'd come up with the same word.

Why do we feel the need to cheat? Are we looking to feel better about ourselves? To get that little rush of victory?

I feel the same way when people purposely lose a game to a child or help the child cheat. Do they really think their child will never lose at anything? Why not expose it to them early?

I'm interested to know what you all think!

No excuses

Why do we, as women, make excuses when we can't do something whereas men can just say no? Ask a guy if he wants to come for a BBQ this weekend and the response is a simple "Sorry dude, can't." Ask a woman and the response is likely to be something like "Oh, I wish I could but I have my best friend's sister's child's preschool graduation and I haven't even gotten a gift yet. What do you get for that anyway? I've never been to one before. Maybe we can have lunch next week?"

Ladies, IMHO, let's be like the guys. Just say no. Everything that comes after that just sounds like a made up excuse.

It's quiet. Too quiet.

Today was DD's first full day of preschool. It's been way too quiet around here today. I've actually gotten things done, like my nails. That might seem trivial but let's face it, every girl needs her "me" time and when you're a mom of two, "me" time suddenly qualifies as the time you're asleep. Or maybe watching Project Runway.

I'm trying to add more "me" time to my schedule but a lot of the time that requires me relying on my DH's schedule which is less than predictable. For example, I really want to start going to yoga again. This 5-month post-baby pooch has got to go. To be fair, it's not just DH's schedule that's keeping me from going. As soon as I found a place that was nearby and not too expensive they moved to a new location and it's under construction. *sigh*

And now for my excitement for the day... the mail just came! I finally got my MacBook a skin so I'm going to put it on. Jealous? ha ha