Agreeing to disagree

There is an epic battle brewing at my house, and it goes a little something like this:
I go somewhere, come home, and pull the van into the driveway because that is how it should be done.
Then Jerry gets in the van to go somewhere, backs it out, complains about the traffic, comes home, and backs the van into the driveway because that is how it should be done.
In my defense: I RARELY have to wait to back out of the driveway because a car is coming. And I really don't get why it is so important to back the van into driveway. Seems like a waste of time to me. All I can guess is it's because he is a man.
In his defense: He ALWAYS has to wait to back out of the driveway because a car is coming. He really doesn't get why I think backing the van into the driveway is so to do. (I think he thinks he is doing me some kindof service by backing the van in)
So, if you drive by our house and the van is pointed towards the house you know I was the last to drive. If it is pointed towards the street, Jerry was the last to drive. Currently we are agreeing to disagree.
Yeah, it's a battle about nothing, but that's marraige for you.

The crib and the junk drawer (or lack thereof)

Growing up we always had a "junk drawer". You know, that one drawer that gathers all the stuff in your house that has no where else to go and once a year or so you clean it out and wonder what all that crap is and how it got there. Yeah, the "junk drawer".....I don't have one of those. Probably becuase my current kitchen has a total of 3 drawers.
So, instead of gathering all my junk in a drawer I strategically place it on my "computer desk". I say it's a computer desk, but it hasn't had a computer on it for more than a year and a half. Anyways, because I can see all my crap I clean it more often.
About 6 months ago, I bought a crib from a friend. I took it apart and took it up stairs to store it until I actually needed it. In the process of taking it apart, one of those little pieces that holds the side up fell off, so I sat it on the desk where I would be sure to remember it. That's where I went wrong.
Just before Jerry came home, I decided to clean off my "computer desk". I found the little white piece and couldn't figure out what it was. I put it back, and asked Jerry when he got home. Naturally, he didn't know what it was either.
Part of me thinks I put it somewhere where I wouldn't lose it because it "looked important" but chances are I threw it away.
This wouldn't be a big deal except that you can't buy a replacement part from the manufacture anymore because of some "safety notice" or something like that. Infact, they are offering me $20 to destroy my crib.
Seriously, is there any baby product out there that hasn't been recalled? This is getting a little out of control.
Update: I found a crib on campbell yard sales for $25 and bought it.   Which can only mean that I will definitely find the part for the other crib in less than a week. ;)

In the forest.....

Caibo: Mom I looked and looked all through the forest, but I couldn't find Jade.
Me: Did you find the bear? (He thinks there is a bear in our 100 ft strip of forest)
Caibo: No
Me: Did you find bigfoot?
Caibo: No Mom!!! Bigfoot likes the water. We don't have water in the forest, not even in the ditch.

So, just in case you were wondering, if you are looking for bigfoot, check near the water.

This falls under the category of overachieving

Sometimes the deployment forces me to put my big girl pants on and do things that I don't think should be part of my job. This is one of those stories.
I have been waiting 3 months for the propane tank on my (yes it is MINE) BBQ grill to magically refill itself. Do you know what? That doesn't happen :(
Finally I gave in and drove down to the convenience store and traded my empty tank in for a full one. I even hooked up the new tank all by myslef, and nothing blew up. Yeah, I am that good.
Well now, I have a BBQ grill and no meat or atleast that's how it was until this morning. I took my two whiny kids down to the comissary. We bought meat and lots and lots of other things. (The commissary is a trap kindof like the walmart. Leaving the store without spending less than $150 is considered a miracle.)
Then we came home and I divided up my meat into meal sized ziplock baggies and put the marinades in with them and threw them into the freezer. I even wrote on them, so I knew what was in each bag. That for me would be considered overachieving.

the photo thingy I was going to do week 1

My friend Caralee is playing photo of the week on her blog. I have been wanting to play too. Disclaimer: I do not have photography skills. This is just meant to be a peek into the day to day stuff that gets labeled "nothing exciting here folks"

I actually took this the first week of the year. I just never posted it (see my previous post for explanation). That night Jade was at a friend's house for a sleepover. Caibo was heartbroken because he never gets to have a sleepover, so I took him to get an icecream. Well, that and one on one time with either of the kids is few and far between. It was nice to have a bit of time just the 2 of us.

How not to post on your blog

So, you may be wondering where I have been. Perhaps you have been thinking that I am having too much fun to post on my blog. Yeah, that is soooooo not the case. This is how blogging has worked for me lately
Monday: Caibo says something funny. I think to myself "I should post this on my blog" After the kids go to bed, I read the facebook, people of walmart, ect. I stop by blogger and see what everyone else is up to, I get distracted. I go to bed
Tuesday: I stop by blogger read everyone else's blogs. I try to think up something interesting I did today. Ummmm nothing. I play Zuma.
Wednesday: I play zuma. (I tell you Zuma is far too addicting for my own good)
Thursday: I read facebook, lamebook, people of walmart (I have to verify that my children haven't done something to land me on POW), and all my other nightly reading. Good night.
Friday: Dear So and So. I love dear so and so. Wait! My last 3 posts we dear so and so. I can't do dear so and so unless I actually post something real. Yeah, not happening. I play zuma.
Repeat Repeat Repeat.
And this is how it gets to be a month later and I still haven't posted on my blog.

falling off the planet: It's what I do best

As you may have already discovered, communication is not my strong point (even via blog). Sometimes I actually tell people what I am up to, but usually not. Don't be offended. I do it to everyone.
So, what have I been up to lately?
Mostly, nothing exciting. Caibo had a cold for like a week, we played pinewood derby with the ward (I'm holding my pictures hostage. If you want to see some pinewood derby pictures, you have to get Jason and Becky to post theirs), ummmm yep that's about it.
See, it's not that I'm ignoring you. I'm boring that's all.

Shhhh! It's a secret.

Ok, I was going to brag about the super cool thing I got for my husband for our anniversary, but I can't show you the picture. I guess I will have to do that when it gets here. Unfortunately, that means my title is VERY misleading.
So, you may be wondering where I have been. My sister told me the other day that I am lost. I tried to tell her that I know exactly where I am, but I couldn't tell her which way north is. Yeah, she wasn't buying it.
There is really nothing super exciting to tell you. Jade loves school and has some little friends. She is mostly happy except I told her that she can't have any of those friends over until she cleans her room. Caibo is finally in a preschool. We found one just a couple of blocks from our house, and so far I am very impressed. He is also mostly happy except that he can't have a cookie until his room is clean. I am the meanest mom ever.
We have found spaces for most of our stuff. The pile on the patio is slowly getting smaller and smaller. You know, the best part of a small house is that it is really easy to clean. Speaking of which.....