Step 2. Check.

Okay, so what happened to step 1?


I know, I know ...



Anytime I make a plan I am basically showing you how I WON'T go about doing something. It's like a reverse self fulfilling prophecy.


I intended to get an upgraded computer system for the house first and a treadmill second. The budget dictated my decision, however, when a used treadmill became available this week on my neighborhoods weekly email "yard sale."



So, now I have a GINORMOUS treadmill in my living room. With the addition of yet another dog kennel (it's hidden on the other side of the couch), I feel the walls closing in on me. I must have looked pretty sad at 10pm one night attempting to unload this treadmill all by myself from our truck bed. Thank God one of our neighbors walked over. I could hear him laughing at me as he crossed over a few front lawns to get to our house. Bless his heart, he was in pajamas with his unlaced combat boots barely hanging on to his sock-less feet. This man had truly rolled straight off the couch and out the door to help me.

So, it is as we feared... we moved into a 4 bedroom house and expanded to fill it. This is exactly what we were trying NOT to do.






The good news is that soon we will start Craigslisting our stuff to get ready for the next move so this bad boy (one HUGE desk) will be outta here.





(Impressed by the mess? I know. It's pretty awesome. I put a lot a hard work into making that area a complete disaster.)

I'm hoping that if I list it under the FREE items that whoever gets it will forgive me for not lifting a finger to help them move it. I wanna tell you the previous owners named her something like Big Bertha but a few curse words would probably be closer to the truth. This desk weighs in at 500lbs according to the previous owners. Apparently this thing chews up your weight allowance. For those of you who don't know, when you move in the military you are given a weight allowance for your household goods. It is based on things like rank and the number of dependents you have so it is usually not too difficult to stay within your allowance. Go over it, however, and you are charged per mile for the extra pounds. So just like the previous owners we will be ditching this monster prior to the move.









My jigsaw puzzle is almost finished and so far only one casualty has occurred. I'm convinced that this piece was already missing. Okay, maybe it fell on the floor and a dog got it but let's be honest here, my dog's are perfect and would never do that, right?


RIGHT?!

*Everyone nod yes*






Moving on, I've taken up crocheting and discovered just how short my temper is. It's pretty short folks. If this little guy weren't so cute and I wasn't so convinced that Nate would get a kick out of it I would have given up already.





Here is what I am attempting to create...






As it stands right now I've registered myself for a class at a cute knitting store in old downtown Southern Pines. My plan is to get this little guy to Nate in a care package with a cute note that says something like "I'm hedging my bets on you" or "I'm going Hog wild without you." Cheesy? I know, but if you have something better PLEASE email it to me, keeping in mind that Nathan's sense of humor is ... well, unique.







3 weeks ago our friend left her 10 week old baby at home for a short deployment. I have since spent a few days here and there taking care of baby G when Dad had to work and their daycare was closed. Last Saturday I had an FRG care package event to attend and, after getting his mom's approval via email, I took little G with me. He just sat and watched everyone the whole time in his car seat. Perfect.




This kid has GOT TO do something bad! This is getting serious, he makes this look way too easy.


It cracked me up how out of place this little guy is in this huge warehouse. I can't tell you where we are at but as you can see, not the kind of place for a baby :) His mom left me instructions to not allow any of the SF team guys around him lest he be corrupted. That lasted all of 2 minutes.. even the tough guys love babies.


7 Weeks Down People!