50 Things You Don't Need To Know

1. Rubber bands last longer when refrigerated.
2. Peanuts are one of the ingredients of dynamite.
3. There are 293 ways to make change for a dollar.
4. The average person's left hand does 56% of the typing.
5. A shark is the only fish that can blink with both eyes.
6. There are more chickens than people in the world.
7. The longest one-syllable word in the English language is "screeched."
8. On a Canadian two-dollar bill the flag flying over the Parliament building is an American flag.
9. All of the clocks in the movie Pulp Fiction are suck on 4:20.
10. No word in the English language rhymes with month, orange, silver, or purple.
11. Dreamt is the only English word that ends in the letters MT.
12. Almonds are a member of the peach family.
13. There are only 4 words in the english language that end in "dous:" tremendous, horrendous, stupendous, and hazardous.
14. A cat has 32 muscles in each ear.
15. An ostrich's eye is bigger than it's brain.
16. Tigers have striped skin, not just striped fur.
17. In most advertisements, the time displayed on a watch is 10:10.
18. Al Capone's business card said he was a used furniture dealer.
19. The characters Bert and Ernie on sesame street were named after Bert the cop and Ernie the taxi driver in Frank Capra's It's A Wonderful Life.
20. A dragonfly has a life span of 1-6 months.
21. A goldfish has a memory span of 3 seconds.
22. It's impossible to sneeze with your eyes open.
23. The giant squid has the largest eyes in the world.
24. In England, the Speaker of the House is not allowed to speak.
25. The microwave was invented after a researcher walked by a radar tube and a chocolate bar melted in his pocket.
26. The average person falls asleep in 7 minutes.
27. There are 336 dimples on a regular golf ball.
28. The average person eats 8 spiders in their lifetime at night.
29. A cockroach can live 9 days without it's head before it starves to death.
30. A polar bear's skin is black. It's fur it not white, but actually clear.
31. Elvis had a twin brother named Aaron, who died at birth, which is why Elvis' middle name was spelled Aron: In honor of his brother. It is also misspelled on his tombstone.
32. Donald Duck comics were banned in Finland because he doesn't wear pants.
33. More people are killed by donkeys annually than are killed in plane crashes.
34. Stewardesses is the longest word typed with only the left hand.
35. Shakespeare invented the words "assassination" and "bump."
36. Marilyn Monroe had 6 toes on one foot (but apparently this one isn't true!).
37. If you keep a goldfish in the dark room, it will eventually turn white.
38. Women blink nearly twice as much as men.
39. Right-handed people live, on average, 9 years longer than left-handed people do.
40. The sentence "The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog" uses every letter in the English language.
41. The names of the continents all end with the same letter with which they start.
42. Typewriter is the longest word that can be made using the letters on only one row of the keyboard.
43. The word racecar and kayak are the same whether they are read left to right or right to left.
44. A snail can sleep for 3 years.
45. American Airlines saved $40,000 in 1987 by eliminating one olive from each salad served in first-class.
46. The electric chair was invented by a dentist.
47. Vatican City is the smallest country in the world with a population of 1,000 and a size of 108.7 acres.
48. "I am" is the shortest complete sentence in the English language.
49. No President of the United States was an only child.
50. The average chocolate bar has 8 insects' legs in it.

16 Facts you may not have known about redheads

1. Redheads don’t turn gray. Their hair turns sandy, then white.
They also are found to lose their hair later in life, more than any other hair color.

2. The most rarest hair color, in humans, is Red.

3. Red hair is a recessive trait. A child must inherit one hair gene from each parent.
Recessive hair traits come in pairs and Redheads are more likely, then other people, to be left-handed.

4. In ancient Rome, redheaded slaves were more expensive.

5. Gingerphobia is a fear of redheads. Gingerism is the bullying or prejudice of redheads.

6. Redheads have the thickest hair, with the least amount of strands.

7. Red hair is seen on the heads of only 4% of people, most of them exist in the UK.

8. In Denmark, it is a honor to have a redheaded child.

9. Several cultures throughout history actually saw redheads as evil.
Many redheads were put to death based on their hair color; it gave the impression that they were witches. Sad :(

10. Red hair is actually a genetic mutation.

11. There is a belief that redheads are prone to industrial deafness. Melanocytes are found in the middle ear.

12. A 2002 study found that redheads are harder to sedate than any other people, requiring 20% more anesthesia.
Inadequate doses can cause people to wake up during surgery and have increased recall of procedures.

13. Bees are thought to sting redheads more than others, for some reason.

14. In Greek Mythology, redheads turn into vampires when they die.

15. Redheaded clowns have origins in Russia.

Many of these facts are unbelievable to me, but very interesting.
Redheads have come a long way and are definitely here to stay. Red hair dye will always be a popular color.

16. I had to save the most unbelievable redhead fact for last… did you know that Marilyn Monroe was actually born a redhead? Crazy.

10 Things You Should Never Say to a Redhead

 Feb 16th 2010 By Rose Martelli

No, us redheads are not universally feisty and fiery; we're just pissed off from a lifetime of cheap, stereotype-laden come-ons that our brunette-tressed brethren never have to bother hearing.

(Yes, blonds have their unfair share of dumbbell jokes and pick-up lines to contend with as well, but everybody knows that everything they say about blonds is true.)

Do yourself a favor and ix-nay the following from your redhead repertoire:

10. "Do your drapes match the carpet?" Thank you for annihilating any naughty thoughts I may have had about showing you my interior decorating.

9. "Carrot-top." If you are the first, second or third adult ever to say this to a 6-year-old redhead, congratulations -- a first-grader finds you clever! Otherwise, you just appear to possess all the mental maturity of a first-grader, and I expect you'll shortly be peeing your pants in public.

8. "You know what they say about redheads ..." No, what do they say? No, really, what? You're not going to tell me? I really wanna know, what do they say, tell me what they say about redheads ... Ohhhh, is this one of those reverse-psychology things where I'm supposed to giggle aloud about what a bad girl I am? You wanna know what else is reverse psychology? Your thinking this is gonna work.

7. "Are you a natural redhead?" Yes, are you a natural retard?

6. "Fire-crotch." This is actually more offensive for its Lindsay Lohan connotation than for anything doing with my flammable lady parts.

5. "Titian." This is an antiquated synonym for red (specifically, a brownish-orange hue) that, first of all, is correctly pronounced tee-shin. Use it and I'll think you aren't just trying (poorly) to hit on me, but that you harbor a deep-seated, darkroom fetish for redheads that will ultimately render me a skin suit in your closet of depravity. Buh-bye.

4. "Don't you ever wish you were a blond?" I know you wish I were.

3. "Can I buy you a red-headed slut?" Save it for the type of girl who'd not only take you up on it, but actually think you quite the catch for offering: a slut.

2. "I bet you feel pain more strongly than most people." Yeah, yeah, I read about that study -- it's because we redheads have a mutated gene that produces an excess of something-something hormone that also signals a whatever-whatever sensitivity receptor. The point is, that is a creepy sentence to say. To anybody.

1. "If there's fire in the sky, does that mean there's fire in the hole?" As much a mood-ruiner as #10, with the added benefit of my now wondering if you've got gonorrhea.

Rose Martelli is a writer who has contributed to Men's Health, Glamour and Cosmopolitan, among other love-and-lust-centric publications.

My Really Moment Of The Day

Ok so today's really moment didnt actually happen to me but was was witnessed by me. It did however make me say Really and laugh out loud for sure. 

So today my daughter was babysitting at our home for 3 little ones. My husband had gone into the kitchen and was fixing him some lunch while Alex was fixing lunch for the little ones. When one of the little girls asks him,

"What is that big bump on your neck?"

(Now to those who dont know it or hasnt noticed my husband has a lymphoma, a collection of fatty tissue / tumor on the back of his neck but is not cancerous) 

To this he looks at her very serious and says,

"Its from all the kids I've eaten. Do you want to help make it bigger?"

LMAO REALLY?!

This little girl looks at him with her eyes so wide I thought they would pop out of her head. It was so funny. All she could say was, 

"No." 

And slowly walk away.

I tell you sometimes I wonder about my husband. I think scaring kids is a hobby of his.

My "REALLY" Moment Of The Day

I know I haven't been on in a while to blog but I decided today, with a little encouragement from my favorite cousin Tammy, that I would start my "really" moment of the day posts again. 

I know everyone loves them.

So, here we go. 

Enjoy!

So first off I need to take you back two weeks.

dododododododododododododododododododododo

(Insert Wayne's World time warp here)

So about two weeks or so ago I am at the bus stop with my daughter and she is standing in line for the bus. There is about 20 kids in line and she is prolly the 5 one in line. Well over by the side of the kids are these 3 little girls talking and carrying on. Well we see the bus coming and Kt walked over to hug and kiss me goodbye and these little girls think its ok to get in line where Kts backpack is in front of the other kids already in line. So I kind of stand there and was like

REALLY?

They hear me and guess took the hint and go to the end of the line. The kids all get on the bus and head to school. I walk home and begin my day. 

So back to present day:

dododododododododododododododododododododo

(Insert Wayne's World time warp here)

Ok. So. Today started out like any other day. My alarm went off at 5:45am, I crawled out of bed, woke the kids up, and began my day. I walk Kt up to the bus stop and sit on the curb and start reading my book. (The Van Alen Legacy : Blue Blood Series. GREAT book) Well I see the bus coming and so I get up and make sure Kt is in line for the bus and kiss her goodbye. When this lady leans over and says : 

Her "Do u see that little girl in the pink shirt?"

Me "Yea"

Her " That is my daughter and if you have a problem with her then u can come to me and the house over there with the swing on the porch"

Me " I havent said anything to ur daughter"

Her "She said u said Really when they got by your daughters backpack"

Me "No. I said really bc they broke in line in front of 20 kids who were already there."

REALLY?!

This lady is NEVER at the bus stop. We have never seen her. She had NO freakin idea what the hell was said or done that day 2 WEEKS AGO! Nor what goes on, on a daily basis. I am like who the fuck do you think you are!

Well she is behind me now she running her mouth and will NOT shut up! So after the bus leaves and I go to walk home I turn around and look at her and say REALLY?

I tell you what I am SO FUCKING SICK of these homely ass women who NEVER walk their kids to the bus stop, coming up there trying to start shit, when they cant be at the bus stop EVERY morning. 

I say:

GET OFF YOUR LAZY FAT ASS, GET OUT OF YOUR PJS, AND WALK YOUR ASS UP TO THE BUS STOP TO WATCH YOUR SPAWN OF SATAN. THEN NO ONE WOULD SAY ANYTHING TO YOUR RUDE SATANIC ASS KIDS!

I MEAN REALLY?! 

So I found out today that there is a Rule on Military Bases that says:

NO CHILDREN UNDER THE AGE OF TEN ARE ALLOWED OUTSIDE WITHOUT PARENTAL SUPERVISION. THIS INCLUDES THE BUS STOP!

I knew there was something to that nature but didn't know what it said till today.  Ignorant ass people. I hope they ALL get in trouble for not paying attention to their damn kids and letting their kids go to the bus stop alone while they stay in bed and be fucking lazy.  I would LOVE to stay in bed and sleep. But GUESS WHAT? I cant! Why? Because I have KIDS! Yep. Those little people who make my life worth getting out of bed every morning. Its also called being an adult. I think some of these damn military wives should try it.

~Fucking idiots~

People just PISS me the fuck off!

Why Handmade is "So Expensive"

I recently read an article that made me say YES the whole time I read it. Many of you may not know it but I make wreaths for your doors. That is any door. Front door, bedroom, Kitchen, whatever you like.

 "BACK TO SCHOOL WREATH"

"MILITARY WREATH"

Army

I also make Marine, Navy, Army, and Air Force.

Anyway. People have left mean comments about that I charge too much. Or if your prices were cheaper I would buy one. But what people don't understand is that there is a lot that goes into it. All my time and effort. It takes several hours if not days to make these. I have to drive to the fabric store to get fabric and to the craft store to get wreath forms and ribbon (which cost gas), bring the fabric home and measure and cut 3 yards of fabric (this takes several hours to a day to do since I am a SAHM and have 3 kids to take care of), then I have to put the fabric onto the wreath and apply the ribbon or 550 cord and any accessories that was requested. After all this is the delivery process. Which can be driving across the island (since I have some costumers that feel driving to meet me is a waist of their gas. I am sorry but it cost the same damn amount of gas to drive to you as it would for you to drive to me, your just too lazy to get off ur ass and pick up the stuff u ordered) or can be driving to the post office to ship somewhere. Shipping cost from here to the Mainland is a bit pricey. From 13.95 to 18.95. Not to mention it cost 50 bux to ship to Canada.

I only charge around 40.00 minimum for most of my wreaths. Which is way less than I should be charging. But I do so to try to beat the competition and also let my customers have a great price. But I have realized that my competition charges WAY more for her wreaths but they are getting WAY more business than I do. So those hypocrite people who say I charge too much go there to buy. And mine is WAY better quality. But I am partial.

Anyway. I have done my venting for the day. Read this article to see what I am talking about. 

Admiting and accepting

You ever had one of those moments when you wanted to really punch someone in the face? Yea that moment. The person is talking to you and you have the sudden urge to just punch them. Or your reading something someone you know wrote and you wish you could virtual bitch slap them from 2000 miles away.

That is how I felt this week. I am not one for Drama anymore. I hate Drama. I feel like I have been time warped back to High school when Drama is involved.

I feel that now that I am all grown up, can get dressed all by myself and all, that I am entitled to my own opinion. My dad always said that opinions are like assholes, everyone has one. And I have come to realize that.

Now, ones that know me, know that I am a BIG republican. I do not like nor did I vote for Mr President Obama. But that in no way means that I hate anyone who is not republican or that I put them down for their opinions. I see them post things all the time about their opinions and beliefs but I just keep on going. Why would I begin to expect the same courtesy? Why? Because we are friends. I have always been taught that friendship was more important than petty differences. Apparently not in this world.

I have also never understood why people think that every thing you post is about them. You see a picture or a statement that you like or think is funny, and u repost, and your automatically talking about them or putting them down. Really?!

I mean get over yourself. I do NOT live to please you. And NO not everything is about you. The world does not stop turning if you are upset. So stop acting like it does. I also dont understand why they want to act surprised when you say something to them. Its like DUH, you know me. What made you think I was gonna change real quick bc it was you I was talking to. That is not who I am.

OK. So now that I think I am done ranting and raving. And dare I say VENTING on MY blog. Then I guess its time that I got down off my High horse and admit I'm an asshole!

You Didn’t Thank Me For Punching You in the Face

I saw this on a fellow blogger's blog and had to re post. I have never really thought about any of this till I read her post. She is very right. If you want to read more of her posts then head over here. 

On a somewhat serious note today because of a conversation the other day:

I am sure every girl can recall, at least once as a child,  coming home and telling their parents, uncle, aunt or grandparent about a boy who had pulled her hair, hit her, teased her, pushed her or committed some other playground crime.  I will bet money that most of those, if not all, will tell you that they were told “Oh, that just means he likes you”.  I never really thought much about it before having a daughter of my own.  I find it appalling that this line of bullshit is still being fed to young children.  Look, if you want to tell your child that being verbally and/or physically abused is an acceptable sign of affection, i urge you to rethink your parenting strategy.  If you try and feed MY daughter that crap, you better bring protective gear because I am going to shower you with the brand of “affection” you are endorsing.






When the fuck was it decided that we should start teaching our daughters to accept being belittled, disrespected and abused as endearing treatment?  And we have the audacity to wonder why women stay in abusive relationships?  How did society become so oblivious to the fact that we were conditioning our daughters to endure abusive treatment, much less view it as romantic overtures? Is this where the phrase “hitting on girls” comes from? Well, here is a tip: Save the “it’s so cute when he gets hateful/physical with her because it means he loves her” asshattery  for your own kids, not mine. While you’re at it, keep them away from my kids until you decide to teach them respect and boundaries.

My daughter is `10 years old and has come home on more than one occasion recounting an incident at school in which she was teased or harassed by a male classmate.  There has been several times when someone that she was retelling the story to responded with the old, “that just means he likes you” line.  Wrong.  I want my daughter to know that being disrespected is NEVER acceptable.  I want my daughter to know that if someone likes her and respects her, much less LOVES her, they don’t hurt her and they don’t put her down.  I want my daughter to know that the  boy called her ugly or pushed her or pulled her hair didn’t do it because he admires her, it is because he is a little asshole and assholes are an occurrence of society that  will have to be dealt with for the rest of her life.  I want my daughter to know how to deal with assholes she will encounter throughout her life. For now, I want my daughter to know that if someone is verbally harassing her, she should tell the teacher and if the teacher does nothing, she should  tell me.  If someone physically touches her, tell the teacher then,  if it continues, to yell, “STOP TOUCHING/PUNCHING/PUSHING ME” in the middle of class or the hallway, then tell me.  Last year, one little boy stole her silly bandz from her.  He just grabbed her and yanked a handful of them off of her wrist.  When I went to the school to address the incident, the teacher smiled and explained it away to her, in front of me, “he probably has a crush on you”. Okay, the boy walked up to my daughter, grabbed and held her by the arm  and forcibly removed her bracelets from her as she struggled and you want to convince her that she should be flattered?  Fuck off.  I am going to punch you in the face but I hope you realize it is just my way of thanking you for the great advice you gave my daughter.  If these same advice givers’ sons came home crying because another male classmate was pushing them, pulling their hair, hitting them or calling them names, I would bet dollars to donuts they would tell him to defend themselves and kick the kid’s ass, if necessary.  They sure as shit wouldn’t say, “he probably just wants a play date”.

I will teach my daughter to accept nothing less than respect.  Anyone who hurts her physically or emotionally doesn’t deserve her respect, friendship or love.  I will teach my boys the same thing as well as the fact that hitting on girls doesn’t involve hitting girls.  I can’t teach my daughter to respect herself if I am teaching her that no one else has to respect her.  I can’t raise sons that respect women, if I teach them that bullying is a valid expression of affection.

The next time that someone offers up that little “secret” to my daughter, I am going to slap the person across the face and yell, “I LOVE YOU”.

Military Spouses are Anything But Dependent

Read this on a fellow military wife's blog and had to repost. You can find her blog here.

Anything But Dependent is the title I chose for this weekly spouse column. I came up with this title because of the stereotype we are given. Our civilian counterparts have labeled us as dependent, needy, and whiney.  I am normally pretty reserved when someone has views different from my own.  I respect them, keep an open mind, and try to gain perspective from listening to others.  But this is something that I can’t keep quiet about.  I even caught myself snapping at a very rude woman in line behind me at the store once.  She was talking about living in “this town” and how she was tired of “these lazy military wives” to a friend on the phone.

She was referring to an exhausted looking woman in pajama pants who was in front of us holding her credit card and a Military ID.  While I waited for her to end her conversation, thoughts flew through my mind.  Who was the woman in the pajama pants? I wonder what would bring her to the store at 7:45AM.  Was she sick with no one to help her?  Was she getting something for her child that couldn’t wait until later?

I then started thinking of all the times that I have gone to the store in sweat pants and my hair tied in a knotty mess just to get the much-needed medicine for my children or myself.  So many thoughts were rushing through my brain that it made my face heat up.  The women hung up her phone and I turned to her and said, “I couldn’t help but over hear your comment about military wives, I just wanted to let you know that you are putting a very negative stereotype on a large and amazing group of women.”  She replied, “There’s nothing amazing about women that sit around waiting on their husbands and having babies!” 


“Oh, no she did not just say that,” I thought to myself.  It took all I had not to scream at this woman. I paid for my items and then I calmly turned and faced her eye to eye and said,” I am the wife of an active duty Navy man who protects your right to say whatever you want, but I will have you know that I don’t sit around and wait for him.  I have my own life, a job, two amazing children, and I get more done by 9 am than most women do in an entire day.  Maybe you should think twice before labeling someone you know nothing about”.  I then walked away without giving her the chance to reply.

I felt a rush of adrenaline and emotion.  Is that what people really think of the military wife?  I quickly came to the conclusion that this girl was just ignorant.  She doesn’t know any better.  How would she?  No one lies across their bed as a teenage girl dreaming of marrying the man of her dreams who will seldom be home.  I’m sure she doesn’t know the strength it takes to give birth while your husband is deployed or take care of a child all by herself night after night, not knowing when her next full night of rest may be.  This girl has never moved into a town she didn’t know and had to purchase a home or find a job by herself not knowing how long she will live there.  Only the women that have walked in the shoes know the challenges, obstacles, and extreme strength it takes to do all of this.

Military spouses are anything but dependent.  The military labels us as a “dependent” of our husbands.  And I understand what the military means by it. But, by the definition of the word itself, we are far from it.  My husband likes to say he couldn’t function in the Navy without me.  I’m his rock.  We are best friends and a team.  Sure my husband could have done this by himself, but he isn’t. The Navy did not issue me; therefore I’m not a necessity, right?  My husband would argue that one.  We believe that without each other, we wouldn’t be who we are today. We give credit to each other for all of our successes.  Nothing has been accomplished alone.  I’m sure that there might be a few salty men that disagree with the statement saying that their wife had nothing to do with their success and vice versa.  Maybe it’s true, but that is something I would happily and respectfully challenge.

With that said, there is a fine line between dependency and support.  I look to my husband for support, but I am not dependent.  I support my husband, but he is not dependent upon me.  We encourage, love, and respect each other.  And together, though sometimes very far apart, we take on the world one day at a time.

Military wives are strong, smart, resourceful, and can do anything that they put their minds to.  We could give MacGyver a run for his money.  As women, we need to find the strength within ourselves and not be discouraged by the word “dependent”.  This is where that cute childhood saying comes in. Anything boys can do, girls can do better.  Well, maybe not always better, but we can do it.  And while our husbands are away, we do it all and then some.  Although I admit, there are some things I wish my husband were here to do during the deployments.  An example would be that it is a well-known fact that my air conditioner and I are not friends.  My lawn mower and I go through angry spells and there are days that my trimmer won’t even talk with me.  Well, if talking was considered turning on.  And of course the biggest issue is that my best friend is deployed.

The bottom line is that we can run a household, have a career, find time to volunteer, raise a family, go to school, start a business, have time with our biological families and our Navy families, taxi our children around and so much more, but with one huge difference. Our husbands are serving in the military.  The worry, stress, and schedule add weight to everything above.  Be proud of your accomplishments.  You really are anything but dependent.

Kids on Marriage

1. HOW DO YOU DECIDE WHO TO MARRY?

You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like, if you like sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she should keep the chips and dip coming.
-- Alan, age 10


-No person really decides before they grow up who they're going to marry. God decides it all way before, and you get to find out later who you're stuck with.
-- Kristen, age 10

2. WHAT IS THE RIGHT AGE TO GET MARRIED?
Twenty-three is the best age because you know the person FOREVER by then.
-- Camille, age 10
3. HOW CAN A STRANGER TELL IF TWO PEOPLE ARE MARRIED?
You might have to guess, based on whether they seem to be yelling at the same kids.
-- Derrick, age 8
4. WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR MOM AND DAD HAVE IN COMMON?
Both don't want any more kids.
-- Lori, age 8
5. WHAT DO MOST PEOPLE DO ON A DATE?
-Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough.
-- Lynnette, age 8 (isn't she a treasure?)
-On the first date, they just tell each other lies and that usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date.
-- Martin, age 10
6. WHEN IS IT OKAY TO KISS SOMEONE?
-When they're rich.
-- Pam, age 7
-The law says you have to be eighteen, so I wouldn't want to mess with that.
- - Curt, age 7
-The rule goes like this: If you kiss someone, then you should marry them and have kids with them. It's the right thing to do.
- - Howard, age 8
7. IS IT BETTER TO BE SINGLE OR MARRIED?
It's better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need someone to clean up after them.
-- Anita, age 9 (bless you, child)
8. HOW WOULD THE WORLD BE DIFFERENT IF PEOPLE DIDN'T GET MARRIED?
There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there?
-- Kelvin, age 8
And the #1 Favorite is .......
9. HOW WOULD YOU MAKE A MARRIAGE WORK?
Tell your wife that she looks pretty, even if she looks like a dump truck.
-- Ricky, age 10

AMEN!

From former 82nd Airborne Colonel Allen West:

“I have sat back and assessed the incident with the video of our Marines urinating on Taliban corpses. I do not recall any self-righteous indignation when our Delta snipers Shugart and Gordon had their bodies dragged through Mogadishu. Neither do I recall media outrage and condemnation of our Blackwater security contractors being killed, their bodies ..................burned, and hung from a bridge in Fallujah.

“All these over-emotional pundits and armchair quarterbacks need to chill. Does anyone remember the two Soldiers from the 101st Airborne Division who were beheaded and gutted in Iraq?

“The Marines were wrong. Give them a maximum punishment under field grade level Article 15 (non-judicial punishment), place a General Officer level letter of reprimand in their personnel file, and have them in full dress uniform stand before their Battalion, each personally apologize to God, Country, and Corps videotaped and conclude by singing the full US Marine Corps Hymn without a teleprompter.

“As for everyone else, unless you have been shot at by the Taliban, shut your mouth, war is hell.” -Rep. Allen West

Project 365 - Day12-13

 

 January 12, 2012

Day 12

January 13, 2012

 Day 13

So today was Friday the 13th. We went for a walk tonight and I believe that this person had a bit of bad luck. 

Project 365 Day11

 So I posted this last night but apparently it did not post like I thought it did. Go figure. 

January 11, 2012

Day 1

He was in his playpen playing just as good. and all of a sudden he starts screaming. I look over and was like what is wrong with you. And this is the look I get. LOL he is so silly sometimes. 

Project 365 - Day10

January 10, 2012

Day 10

So tonight Kevin was giving me kisses and Alex took the pictures of us. He is such a sweetie. :)

Project 365 - Day7 -9

January 7-9, 2012

So I got really busy this weekend and then the power was off ALL day Monday so today is catch up day. Sorry guys. I will be better this year promise. 

Day 7

Tonight we had a full moon. With the clouds it was beautiful. But I could not get a decent picture. So sorry its a a bit blurry. lol Still very pretty.

Day 8

So this morning I made things a bit different. And made Bacon Pancakes! Talk about AWESOME! You should totally try it. ;)

Day 9

So today we had a scheduled black out from 8-4 and so that night I had to play catch up on house work and cook so I totally forgot to post. Today Tanya and I started our daily walk. While we were out we walked by some of the old World War II bunkers that our scattered thru out the crater that we live in here on the island. Its pretty neat and interesting. Some say these bunkers are haunted. So I took some of the closed ones and some of the open one. Do you see any thing in the picture? Happy Ghost Hunting.

Project 365 - Day6

January 6, 2012

Day 6

So I was waiting on Kaity to get off the school bus this afternoon and poor Huna sat at the door wanting me to let him out But that is a no no. So He gave me a sad look instead. :(

Project 365 - Day5

So Last night our net was not working! So I did not get to post last night's 365 Picture. So without further ado. Here is Day 5:

January 5, 2012

Looking straight up into the HUGE cannopy tree beside the house. It provides a HUGE amount of shade. I would have loved to have a tree like this growing up. Can you imagine the Tree house you could build in a tree like this. 

Project 365 - Day4

January 4, 2012

Day 4

So today Mike went to get the mail and Kevin wanted to go with him. Well Mike carried him the whole way there. But Kevin wanted to walk back. So that is exactly what he did. He walked the whole way and only fell once. My very big boy!

 

Project 365 - Day3

 

January 3,2012

Day 3

 

So today we did a bit rearranging in the playroom/dining/kitchen area of the home and after all was done I decided to play a little Gears Of War 3 with the hubby. I am doing pretty good so far. Got some ribbons, awards, achievements and all sorts of things. I even got me PINK skins for my guns. I got to do a little practicing while the hubs is at work so I can get better than him. LOL

 Aren't they Purdy!

Project 365 - Day2

January 2, 2012

Day 2

So Mike was holding Huna kitty tonight, and of course being beasted terribly, and I called his name and got this reaction from him. LOL He was like WHAT!? Even got him mid lick. 

Project 365 - Day1

January 1, 2012

Day 1

Today was the first day of the year and I did not make those dreaded black eyed peas. I never knew anything about those dang superstitious things. LOL Instead I made Cinnamon Roll Cake! Oh yea its as good as it sounds. LOL

YUM-O

2011

Well another year has come and gone. Lots of memories. This year I watched my not so little girl Alexandra become a teenager and start the 8th grade, my sweet Kaitlyn turned 5 and started Kindergarten, and my happy little boy Kevin go thru all those baby milestones and turn 1. My husband and I celebrated 7 wonderful years as husband and wife and we spent our first whole year in Hawaii. There has been some ruff patches here and there but no regrets. Everything is a learning experience. 

So as the new year is upon us I think to the future. I have many goals but only a few I want to actually accomplish in the coming year. 

This year I work on me. I want to lead a healthier life. Eat better. Exercise more. And get my body back in good shape again. I want to be able to keep up with my kids.

I also want to learn to save more so that we are prepared for things that are unavoidable and sneak up on you. Like that flat tire or dentist appointment you didn't plan. 

I also want to do more as a family. Make plans and actually stick to them. Like if we say hey lets go to the beach Saturday, actually get up and go to the beach. Not say ugh I don't feel like it. It just makes me feel lazy and the kids miss out in the process. 

And finally I  want Mike and I to have more couple time. We almost never spend any time just the two of us anymore. We need to get back to that. You know, have a day night once and a while. Go to a movie or go get dinner together. 

So with that said I welcome the new year and things to come. I welcome change. I look forward to making new memories with my wonderful family.

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!

May the year bring you joy and happiness.