Friday, August 22, 2014

"HOO" Are We?

First order of business...In case you are like me and would rather donate than waste water, my sweet friend Kelly is raising money for Pancreatic Cancer in honor of her father. She even created an FB page where you can buy her gently used, adorable clothes and ALL the proceeds go to the cause. You know it feels way better to donate than to pour ice cold water on yo'self.

On the quest of deciding what I want to be when I grow up, I've realized that any job I've ever had that involves event planning has always made me the happiest. The only problem is that most of those jobs require many hours on nights and weekends, and Will and I don't want to have opposite schedules. Well, I may not be getting paid for the event planning I'm doing now, but I get volunteer hours and the events are during normal work hours! We just won't go into how many hours I spent painting on nights and weekends, because at least I got to do that in the comfort of my own home.


Okay, so what did I put all that effort in for? We just had our kickoff event for the new year of the Fort Rucker Community Spouse Club. It was a Membership Exhibition and sets the theme for the whole year, which is "HOO" Are We?. A great way to focus on getting to know our members and incorporate cute owl decor.








I got to hang out with some of the most amazing females in the world {like, the whole world}, and promote awareness for causes like Operation Homefront and Team RWB. Oh, and there's cake...really, really, really good cake. I tried to say no, but I couldn't ignore the marble bliss.



The highlight though, was my sexy soldier showing up and telling me I did a good job. Anyone in the world can tell me I'm good at something, but it means way more coming from him. He's as happy as I am that this event is over...maybe more. I know this because when a friend asked for volunteers to plan our Ten year Reunion, he flat out said no before I even entertained the idea. We may or may not be having a reunion, but I can't do it all.


As for answering the question "HOO" am I...I'm a wife, daughter, sister, friend, volunteer, chef, tutor, housekeeper, and anything else I feel like being on a given day. The more I try to accomplish, the more I realize that anything is possible. "HOO" are you?


Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Things I Should Be Ashamed Of, But I'm Not

Helene in Between

Confessions and guilty pleasures are pretty similar in my book, and this is especially true because I don't feel guilty for anything. Why should we feel guilty for things that make us happy? I guess that's kind of the point of blogging about guilty pleasures; the more we embrace them, the less stigma they have.

Confession
...I may be the only person in the world that DVR's 7th Heaven. I loved the show back in high shool, and I love it even more now. It's like revisiting old friends that you can always laugh and cry with- no judgement. Great life lessons too. Seriously.

...I know that I don't need new clothes or shoes, but I still find reasons to shop. I guess I do feel a little guilty for materialistic reasons, but at least I'm using my allowance and I still sell/donate old clothes too. I wish I could say that this is all of it, but I take up the whole Master closet too. Whoops.



...Hobby Lobby is like crack to me. I walk in those doors and could get lost for hours. Yesterday, I had to stop myself from buying Christmas decorations because I don't even know what I have stored. Talk about jumping the gun.

...I have cut my workouts down to 30 minute at home workouts. I may never see my abs again, but at least I'm consistent. I always go through phases so this could change again, but I'm not complaining. I feel like this is a much more realistic regimen for health vs. unrealistic goals.

...Speaking of never seeing my abs, I have never met a Chimichanga I didn't like. We tried a new Mexican restaurant last week, and even though we were trying to be 'healthy', I ordered the Chimichanga appetizer. Appetizer calories don't count, right?  If you are ever in the Dothan area, check out Cactus Flower for awesome 'California style Mexican'.



The last confession is more of a PSA turned novel. I don't care about the Facebook Messenger hullabaloo, but the Faebook/Instagram  problem is pissing me off. Ever since Facebook bought Instagram I have had a horrible time sharing photos between the two apps. I don't share every photo, so it wasn't a priority to figure it out, but I finally had to sit down and sleuth it out. It's not because you tag people in your photo, it's not something you need to change on Facebook,or any other lame reason I came across. It's within your Instagram settings!








But for reference, I won't be installing the FB Messenger app. I couldn't care less about all the rumors going around, I just don't want to give up more room on my phone for an app I would use once in a blue moon. No thanks. Now you should wish me luck as I try to put my house back in order. I kind of want to go back to work just to pay someone else to clean. Boy that sounds lazy, but maybe one day...one day ;)

Monday, August 18, 2014

Grown Ups Can Prank Too

I'm so excited that today is the big event, which means my owl project is over! Don't get me wrong, I loved painting and the helping with this event, but I need a break and to put my house back together without five foot owls taking up the sitting area, dining room, and garage. A special shout out to Will for putting up with it all!

I think I may blame the shenanigans from this weekend on temporary paint fume insanity. Without going into too many details or fully admitting to any particular activities, I have a few pictures that can speak for themselves...





Man, this makes me miss the ol' Homecoming days! Sometimes I wish my husband was less of a man child, but more often than not, I'm happy he keeps me young and gives me reason to partake in harmless pranking. In case you are wondering if TP'ing someone's house is still fun at this age...I can vouch that it is!

In closing, let me leave you with a sweet treat for the kid in all of us:


I whipped that up the other day and it tastes JUST like a Samoa Girl Scout cookie with only 250 filling-satisfying- healthy{ish} calories! Ah-MAZING, and yep, it takes me back to my Scouting days. I hated selling cookies, but I loooved eating them. Now I can have the shake anytime I want and don't have to wait for those little scout ninjas to stock up. That's what adulthood is all about...eating cookies and pranking people anytime we want.


Friday, August 15, 2014

My Husband...Spending Time On The John

The weekend is here and we had grand plans for the weekend. Had being the operative word. We were supposed to have family dinner, karaoke, and even hit up Panama City Beach, but you know what? As Will wrapped his arms around me and broke the news that the plans were ix-nay, I couldn't have been more happy. How could I be upset about spending more ALONE time with my husband and maybe even finding time to relax. I think we both need it.

Especially since we had a little miscommunication this week, and things got kinda weird. I learned that I cannot hold him to promises made after we imbibe with friends without at least confirming said promise once his mind has become clear. Otherwise, I end up having a fight with myself because he has no clue there is even an issue. Do you know how hard it is to have a fight with yourself? I don't recommend it.


This picture has nothing to do with this post, but there is just something entertaining about sitting on a toilet in a random backyard. Shoe-less, mind you. Gah, I just can't stay mad at that face! He's just plain ol' amazing and I can't wait to 'make up' tonight. He asked me on a stay-at-home-date, and I expect to be romanced ahemcoughcough


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