Mondays...

If Sunday is supposed to be the Lord' Day, then Monday is Satan's Day. I hate Mondays! I try not to, when I was teaching I tried to have a good attitude about a fresh start and blah blah, but I always hate them. Today has reminded me why I HATE Mondays. Here's the play-by-play and it's only 3:00 pm. (Warning, this gets pretty long)

5:30 AM: Brian leaves for work, Brian comes back into our room to tell me the Bronco won't start (yes the same Bronco whose starter I replaced 2 months ago). He asks if I want to take him to work or if he should just take the car. Being 5:30 in the morning my brain thinks..I don't have any pants on, I can't take you to work without pants, so you'll have to take the car. Leaving me carless for the day.
6:30 AM: My phone rings for a sub job, being carless I don't take it.
8:30 AM: My phone rings for the SAME job (school starts at 8:30). I accidently accept the job and have to call the high school and tell them I can't actually come to sub.
9:00 AM: Sister Nelson texts me to remind me we are practicing the music for the fireside at 10:00.
10:00 AM: Walk to the church, and practice with Sister Nelson. During said practice I had to refrain from loosing my temper about 12 times, and resist the urge to throw the music at Sister Nelson and walking out. See, I don't have a piano, I have a keyboard, and playing on the keyboard is different than playing on the piano in the chapel. Also, 2 weeks ago I was handed a stack of 14 songs and told to learn them, but assured that whenever I wanted to get into the church to practice I could. Well I asked 3 times last week to get into the church and they couldn't let me in. So needless to say I am STILL learning these songs. Today she FINALLY told me which one I actually have to play vs the organist. Which helps, but then she decides that she is going to play piano teacher and play the keyboard with me while I play the piano and count out load, tell me to use less petal, faster, slower, etc etc. I had played the song 2 times before this morning. I finally just played the right hand and bit my tongue.
11:00: Brian calls me while practicing and asks me why the registration for the Eclipse is not in the car. I tell him I left it in there and I have no idea where it is. I go home to find the registration.
11:30: Find the registration, Brian comes home for lunch. He had a Dr's appointment today, because he doesn't make weight. He can pass his PT test but has gained 20 lbs back in a month, while working out 2x a day, and eating healthy. He is exhuasted all the time, the list of whats wrong goes on and on. Thyroid come to anyone elses mind? The Dr. informs him that there is nothing wrong with him, but he will take some blood just in case. Then he goes to report to Alpha battery where he was assigned 3 weeks ago. Well Bravo battery also had him on their list for the last 3 weeks. So he now has to inprocess into a different battery. The 1st sergent is pissed at him because he hasn't been there for 3 weeks (not his fault, he went where they told him). And informed him that rather than deploying in Feburary with everyone else who came from his AIT and after actually going to training the 1st sergent is pushing to send him in November. Without having trained with the rest of the unit, or on the weapon he would be using.
1:00: Brian takes the car back to work, here I sit carless. With a pregnant woman who moans and goans about every 30 seconds. Has been into the hospital/Dr. 4 times in 2 weeks because she "hurts". I have never been pregnant, but she has a little thing moving around in her and  its gonna hurt a lot more before its all done.
I think I'll go watch Vampire Diaries.

Settled in

We've settled into our cute little house in Georgia. Life here is staring to take shape. We are making some good friends and getting to know the area. I have to play the piano for a fireside in October, except it's not a play the opening and closing song, it's a program with special musical numbers. Of course I agreed before knowing this...but too late now. We spent labor day weekend at Jacksonville beach. It was weird that in an hour we were in Florida at the beach. Florida seems like a fat away vacation destination, not a day trip. I love it!
Hinesville is a lot like Cedar City, scarily so. It has a Wal Mart and lots of fast food.  You can get from one end of town to the other in 10 min. We're 45 min from a city with a Target.
We play deployment game, which means everyday Brian comes home from work with a different month of deployment. It goes from yes to no to maybe. So we wait and see ( Army's motto)! I finally decided I was going to put pictures up and unpack like we'll be here forever.
And we have discovered the reality that adoption is expensive. We've decided to start the process of adoption, we had always talked about going through the state to adopt because it's less expensive, and a lot of good kids wait in foster care for years to be adopted. Then we moved to Georgia. While its still less expensive here, it quickly gets complicated. In order for a child to be adopted through the state of Georgia they have to have been in foster care for 24 months or be special needs. Most of the kids are 8 or older, or severely handicapped. Both situations we have decided are not right for us right now. Maybe later in life but not right now. So lots of money is needed. We are looking into grants to help cover the costs. It may take awhile but the agency we found works with military families, will place children in another state so if we move we aren't starting completely over and is less expensive then most.

Greetings from Georgia!

Well, we are here! After 4 days of driving, and lots of Diet Coke. We are here and not homeless. The boxes are almost all empty and we are only missing a handful of stuff. Somehow we lost all of our silverware, and some misc kitchen stuff. The odd thing is both Brian and I remember packing them and what the box looked like but it's gone. So odd...but moving on. Our house set up. Brian is STILL in in-processing. Which is actually nice cause it means most days he's home by 3:00. I am all set up to sub but have to wait until I can go to the training on the 12th. Both Molly and Rex made it here. Molly has adopted the love sac as her new dog bed, spoiled dog. :-) we are adjusting to life in the south. It's been awhile since I lived somewhere where the cashiers like to comment on what you buy, the weather, really anything. It's humid and has rained every day since we got here. My hair is not happy. After almost 10 years in the land of blonde haired, blue eyed, tiny girls. I feel very white and very small. I swear the girls are taller here. The water is nasty I swear the use bleach to treat it. This also means finding good diet coke is hard, McDonalds does not have dollar drinks. BUT the gas station down the street has 59 cent drinks and it's good diet coke! Hardwood laminate gets dirty and dusty way to fast. I dust mop 2x a day and swifter wet jet every other day. However, the laminate is excellent for sliding down the hall in my socks and begs to be danced on constantly. Church is close by, our ward is full of people our age with lots of little kids. Overall, we are having a good time. It's a 4 day weekend so we may go to the beach or into Savannah. Do some exploring. Someone needs to eat a Costa Vida salad for me, and jamba juice and a Rumbi rice bowl!

Life in General

Lets see a quick recap of life:
June: 

• Brian's 30 year old knee decides running sand dunes in FL is not acceptable- He gets reclassed to a new job no more diver :-( It was very depressing couple of days. 13B-Big Cannon Crew Member here we come
• Finish school, move a whole lot of stuff into our storage unit. 
• Parents leave for Samoa: Day 1 of them being gone does not go well
• Brian goes to Fort Sill Oklahoma for training 5 weeks 3 days. We are very lucky he got to start his new training so quickly. He now should get 10 days off after graduation on Aug 10th. Wahoo! 

July: 

• I attempt to keep the house clean while my parents are away. I vacuum, I do dishes, and then do it again. 
• I go to Provo to get my brother who missed the bus the night before and crashed with some kids he met a few weeks ago at orientation. 
• We celebrate the 4th of July! My favorite holiday. We manage to uphold all family traditions such as BBQ, 1776, and even fireworks. We may have done fireworks at 11:30 at night and had my mother been here she would have had heart attack. BUT no one died or got burned and we had a bucket of water. I also went to the Real Salt Lake Game with Alli, the game was frustrating but we got a pretty good fireworks show afterwards. 
• We have a sibling outing and get ice cream. Then we go home and decide to finish 1776 except we didn't start it until 11:00. None of us saw the whole movie. 
• 7:30 this morning Molly wakes me up insisting to go out. While stumbling back downstairs to go back to bed, I am stopped by Provo bound brother who has missed the bus and needs to go to his 9:00 o'clock class. Sigh, I take him. 

I'm deciding the whole domestic, housekeeper, soccer mom is not a good idea. I don't cook (I burned frozen pizza last night), the cleaning is not happening, and I hate driving.

Birthday Fun

There was fun to be had! Before I start with the actual day of birthday fun, we need to back up to earlier in the week. About Monday my mom started asking me what we were doing for my birthday, then my friend Lindsay started asking me what fun things we were doing. Well, I was not in the mood for birthday fun. It was one of those weeks where I had a lot to do and no motivation to do it. Wednesday hit and I was bummed that Brian was gone and would be missing my birthday. I am not sure why it made me so grumpy, usually we just go to dinner or something its not like its a huge grand event but I was grumpy. I convinced my mom that we should do a combined Mother's Day, her birthday and my birthday on Sunday. Lindsay continued to ask me what we were going to do and I kept telling her I didn't know.  I was mostly planning on sitting around the house doing nothing on Friday. Thursday night I relented and made my mom a list of things I wanted for my birthday (strawberries, ice cream, diet coke, clothes, and a camelbac). Well, being the awesome friend she is Lindsay refused to give up. On Friday I got a text asking what we were doing, she even invited me along to her hubby's birthday dinner with the whole family that night (his birthday was on Wednesday). I was feeling less grumpy on Friday and decided I was going to buy myself a birthday outfit, I enlisted Lindsay's help. We went to lunch and to the mall. It was a good thing she was there cause the birthday outfit turned out much better with her help. I also got my parents and brothers to do Burger Friday at Red Robin..yum cause its my favorite. Fast Forward to Sunday: A yummy meal with real mashed potatoes and peas, family, presents, a strawberry flavored, flower shaped cake, and presents. It turned out to be a great birthday, and in a week I get to see Brian and get Chuck Season 5 as one last present :-)

                                                                My birthday outfit.

                                                             My camelbac...yes I know I have a weird creepy face in this picture. My mom who is taking the picture made an inappropriate comment that caught me off guard. :-)

Update

My sister reminded me that I need to be updating the world on my life. Keep in mind that half of the people who may even read this live in the same house as me and another fourth I see regularly. However, that will be changing in a few months so I am going to try and get back in the habit of blogging. A quick recap of what is going on in our life:
1: Brian passed phase 1 of dive training. Out of 15 who started in his class he is one of 3. It took lots of prayers to get him through the 3 week training with both of his ears injured, but he made it :-)
2: Now he sits around until June 10th when he will go to Florida for Phase 2.
3: I got a 2nd job. I will work nights through June and then whenever during July and Aug. It's at a new Mexican restaurant on State Street called Los Cucos. We'll see if I am capable of waiting tables.
4: Went to Houston for a week to watch Uncle Tom and Aunt Anna's kids. It was great weather and a good week.
5: At the end of Aug. I will move to Florida to be with Brian. We will be there until December. He has been told to plan on Hawaii as our FDS. Anyone is welcome to visit in either Florida or Hawaii :-)

Now family and friends there has been much discuss as to what my next step should be in terms of education. Options that we have discussed
1: Masters in Education
2: Masters in Social Work
3: Work at McDonalds
4: Continue to teach once I get to Hawaii
Suggestions? Input? Ideas?
My true dream is to be Supreme Dictator of the World, since apparently I'm bossy.  But they don't offer degrees in that. So I need a plan B

Pictures...

I absolutely love pictures. I grew up in a family that took a lot of pictures and we have photo albums for each year, some years have 2 albums. I tend to think that most "stuff" I don't really need. I'm not a collector or a keeper of anything. I take a picture and keep that. My poor husband I would put pictures up everywhere. So for all of my love of pictures, I am a horrible picture taker. I never remember to take pictures of anything. I'm usually pretty good about holiday traditions like carving pumpkins and dying Easter eggs. But I want pictures for every adventure and fun thing in life. Brian usually takes pictures of the two of us at sporting events, (cause we went to a lot last year). I've noticed even more so how bad I am at taking pictures since Brian has been at BCT. I always want to send him pictures but I don't ever have any to send him. I went to Cedar City last week and kept saying I am going to take pictures while I'm down there and didn't take a single one. Sigh. I think part of it is I always just take pictures on my phone, but since I'm not carrying a camera around with me, I don't remember to take pictures. I guess I could go find our super old digital camera in the storage unit. I hope I don't get Alzheimers in my old age cause I would only get to remember carving pumpkins, dying eggs, and Real Soccer games.