I'm A Habitual Offender

Habitually, I am....

+ An Overacheiver. We all know this.

+ Buying things I don't 'need'. Sure, I'm spending my allowance and enjoying the heck out of it, but it gives me anxiety when I get home and think about moving again in the next couple years.

+ A month and a half behind on emails.

+ Writing blog posts an hour before midnight.

+ Late cooking dinner. It's gotten to the point where I tell Will to always influence me to start before I think I should, because even then it's probably going to be late.

+ A worrier. I am a big "what iffer". It's gotten more manageable once I was forced into the military life, but I still have my moments. Hence why we still haven't committed to a house.

+ A pot-stirrer. I try so hard to keep my personal opinions off social media because all it does is cause drama, but MAN I just have to give my two cents at times.

In case you don't want to watch the video, the point is that this chick decided to make a line of  of modest suits, and this is her way of promoting it. I really enjoyed the history of the bikini and found it was thought provoking, but what really made me share the video was an uncomfortable situation we came across in Panama City. There were NINE YEAR OLDS bumpin' and grindin' to the Cupid Shuffle and Wobble Baby in BIKINIS, and it HORRIFIED me. I know it's none of my business what other people do with their children, but if voicing my opinion helps one parent put their child in a more appropriate suit, then I have accomplished something.

No one vocalized an argument about kids in bikinis, but out of nowhere it turned to 'women don't deserve to be raped'. Excuse me? Did I say anything about women or rape? Now of course, no one deserves to be raped, but that had nothing to do with my argument for children dancing inappropriately while scantily clad. Then they took it further saying they can't go to the beach without getting stared down because men can't control themselves. In my annoyance that people were ignoring my reason for sharing the video, I had to play devil's advocate. Not many women were happy when I pointed out that men are sexually charged to keep them interested in the opposite sex. For example, I know for a fact that my husband wouldn't put up with me during my crazy times if it weren't for the sex, which is nature at it's finest.

I'm not going to delve too far into this heavy subject because I'm not in a pot stirring mood today, but feel free to mull it over for a while. Women and men tend to have a hard time living together, dealing with finances, and/or finding common desires. Let's be real...there has to be some common ground other than love to overcome all the obstacles.

Sex...keeping marriages together since Adam And Eve.

On The Shores Of Panama...

Thanks for voting! It was 50/50 on the votes for the Six Word Short story, but that's okay. Homeboy did use a semicolon like a boss, but since mine was actually an original idea, I still feel better. As for the sandwiches, you ALL voted correctly! #2 and #3 were BOTH my creations, and way better than that boring old Portobello. I mean, Italian dressing makes a great marinade, but where is the creativity in that? I swear that contest was rigged.

In case you are tracking my wrist situation, it's Tendonitis, so now I'm rocking a sweet brace. At least I didn't have to wear it on vacation, because it totally would have clashed with the sand and sun. No wrist pain was going to get in my way of this...

We were supposed to have 7-8 people, so we got the biggest condo at the Shores Of Panama Resort. Come the week of, we were down to five which meant we had three rooms, three bathrooms, and a HUGE condo all to ourselves. No one was complaining.

Gulf Coast Jam was our reason for going and while we loved Carrie Underwood, Big & Rich, Dierks Bentley, and Blake Shelton, we most definitely spent more time in the condo and at the beach than anything. People kept telling us it was going to rain, but it was PERFECT all weekend, so how can you not soak it all in? Mimosas, anyone?

Yes, we planned to dress alike. They boys have their bromance <see below>, and we have our...er...womance. There was another term I could have used, but the one I looked up is way better, haha. We got those shirts last time we were in PCB and they say "Unsinkable". The boys were away in training, so it signifies our support of them and how we can never be defeated when it comes to taking care of them! Plus I bartered and we got'em cheap.

The food was amazing, as always, but we tried new places this round. The goal: Eat as much fresh seafood as possible. Mission accomplished! Pineapple Willy's was our favorite lunch spot, Saltwater Grill was our big kid dinner, and Liza's Kitchen was one of the BEST brunches in town. We also went to the All American Diner, but you gotta be drunk for that.

Full of mimosas, we decided to visit Race City to let our inner children out. We played in the arcade, batting cages, and had a blast on the double decker go kart track without any major injuries. We may have had one person do the walk of shame when they got kicked off the ride, but my husband was on his best behavior! For once...

Then it was back to the beach. One of the best parts of the whole weekend, was when I found out my best friend from Elementary school was also in town for the weekend. I haven't seen Jess in fifteen years, and it was crazy to get to run and jump on her! She hasn't changed, I haven't changed, and we picked up right where we left off. Will said she was kind of shy, but I assured him she wasn't. She's just very chill and go with the flow. I love that that hasn't changed about her, and it reminds me of my roots.

Between the festival, out of this world seafood, booze, and the biggest condo I've ever stayed in, I think this may have been the most expensive 48 hours of my life. Too bad I don't regret it one bit. You just can't put a price tag on making such amazing memories, connecting with old friends, and getting to spend quality time relaxing with my hunny.

I Got Jipped

Recently, I entered two contests that involved writing and food, and I should have won both. I swear I'm not just being a sore loser, I just find the winners to be lacking in originality and oomph. To prove my point I'll give you the winners along with my entries and you guess which one won. Those of you that know...sssshhhh don't tell. Just pretend to be unbiased ;)

Six Word Short Story

A | He drowned; she was the ocean.

B | Burnished by humiliation, she was redeemed.

Landing Zone Sandwich Contest

1 | Vegetarian Stacker: Grilled Portobello Mushroom marinated in Italian dressing, topped with roasted red peppers, provolone, mayo, lettuce and tomato all served on a Kaiser Roll.

2 | Granny Brie Club: Deli Thin Turkey, julianne Granny Smith Apple, gooey- melted Brie cheese, Applewood smoked bacon, drizzled with BBQ sauce, on toasted Sour Dough.

3 | El Capitan Reuben Quesadilla: Traditional Reuben inside a Quesadilla, but use Grouper in place of Corned Beef for the ultimate twist.

+ So last week, I noticed my wrist looking all funky after I developed a pain while doing push ups. There was no particular trauma and it only hurt when I put pressure on it, so I decided to take it easy to see if it healed. Well, it still hasn't healed. Problem was, I've been to the doctor so much that I felt bad about going. Luckily, after she saw the picture of it, she told me to, and I'll have some answers today!

+  On the subject of going to the doctor too much, I've become a regular at the Lyster Lab. I realized last time they already knew me by name, but now they have begun referring to me as a regular. At least now I finally had my last round of Hormone testing, and my Thyroid re-checked because it came back a tidge bit low last round. Getting old sucks.

+ I've been searching for brown strappy heels for two MONTHS, and I finally found a pair I could deal with. Most are too strappy, too dark, too light, too high, too low, too cheap, etc., but these are close enough to what I was looking for. And then they were out of my size. #$%&.

Now please don't forget to vote, so I can prove I'm right about my contest entries! That would at least make me feel better about losing. Will says I definitely should have won both, but bless that sweet man...he has to say it. Hope everyone has a great rest of the week!

My Mom Really Was In Labor On Labor Day

Nineteen years ago, my momma went into Labor on this day of Labor. Yes, I know that's not the type of Labor we are celebrating, but personally I think it counts, and at the very least, it's an appropriate pun. That day, I was an impatient {almost} ten year old that knew her baby brother's cry the second the doctor smacked his hiney. I heard him through two doors and proudly told my grandma that was my brother. No one believed me, and yet I was proven right. I don't know if this can be lumped into my psychic abilities, but I think it just shows how close my brother and I have been from day one. Technically his birthday is on the third, but that wouldn't work for a 'Labor Day inspired' post now would it?

In his honor, I will share some pictures from a Washington DC trip we took a few years back. I was living in Williamsburg, Virginia with Will at the time, so I met up with my family when they came up. In case you wonder why I'm wearing shorts and a jacket, it was Summer and COLD. Hey Global Warming, you're doing it wrong.

My family are totally my BFF's, and I cherish every memory we have made together. On top of that, DC is one of my favorite places in the world! If you've never been there, put it on your list. With all the free museums and events it's totally worth it.

Did you know there is a club in a fuselage? Scratch that. There used to be a club there called Fly Lounge, and it was a party in a plane! Pretty sad about it closing, but at least we got to go there once when I met up with some friends to enjoy the night life.

Do you remember DC Cupcakes in Georgetown? The ones from that TLC show? Well, I had them delivered to our hotel! Cupcake delivery might be the most amazing and dangerous thing ever. Can you imagine having that option when Aunt Flow comes to visit? T-R-O-U-B-L-E.

I hope none of you are in labor on Labor Day, and everyone has had a safe and happy weekend! We are back home, but it's relaxation time. Hallelujah.