Fight night

Well last night was "fight night" at our house. Had a couple people over, had a wonderful dinner, watched some fights (some of which were in my living room... live...), had some great dessert, and everyone left around 11:30-ish.

It was a good time. The guys really seemed to have a good time. Some highlights of the night... Well one of the guys wouldn't leave me alone, he thought it was hilarious to grab just above my knee and squeeze. The guy is huge, 6'4" and 200lb (yes that's skinny, I know, but I'm a girl) so when he does it, it HURTS. So when he took a smoke break, I locked him out on the back porch. And since I wouldn't let him in, he jumped off the porch (we live on the 2nd floor) and hurt his ankle. I am not responsible for any kids doing the same thing...

The guys also decided to do a little wrestling of their own and ended up knocking drinks over and moving the couches. After a full beer was spilled (almost all over my Persian rug...) I got pissed and told them to clean it up or get the fuck out- yes those are the exact words. Well they cleaned it up and all is well now...

The fights absolutely sucked and I wasn't the least bit impressed by them but hell, it was a good time. Dennis made ribs, baked potatoes, and brauts (sp?). I made a pasta salad and a cheesecake. Plus there was plenty of corona and patrone (gross mixture if you ask me. The guys went through a bottle and a half or patrone silver and 30+beers- a total of 4 guys drinking).

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Back to the subject of the previous blog. Thanks for the response. And I totally agree. Dennis HAS gotten better since we found out we were pregnant about money, but it did take me awhile to get it through to him that we can't just go around spending money (as much as I would just love to). So i think it will take some time... But we'll get there!!

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I STILL CAN'T FIND SHOES FOR THE BALL! and we just found out that D might be on a rotation during that time... Fuck...

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Oh I had a strange dream last night about zombies! I think everyone has had a least one zombie dream though. I woke up thinking that I needed to watch the movie "Zombieland" and if you have ever seen the movie- that's how my dream was. I wish I could remember it but since I woke up about 2 hours ago... Yeaaaah, not gonna happen!

Give me a break

This morning I woke up in a strange mood and I can't seem to put my finger on why. I woke up anxious and my arms and legs feel like they're going numb. Bad sign. I am starting to get more and more anxiety attacks that sometimes turn into straight panic attacks. It is a pretty strange feeling... I used to get these often enough to be put on medicine for them. I stopped taking the medicine because I started smoking pot and, well, true to nature it calmed me down.

Well, I'm still looking for a song that I grew up listening to. I have tried looking for it on ares whenever I think about it and I can't seem to find it. "Eep Opp Orp Ah-ah" by Violent Femmes. Cute song... Speaking of music, I have started listening to "Possibility" by Lykke Li. It's very calming...

I took my dress to get hemmed yesterday. I'll be getting that back in about 2 weeks. It's a good thing I took it in when I did! Now all I have to do is find some shoes... But I think my sister is sending the ones that she wore last year to prom. If they don't work out then I guess I'll be forced to go to K-town to shop (ooh booo- hahaha).

I'm getting ready to go eat lunch with my dearest. So I guess I should find some pants... And get an outfit ready for Miss Cam. Who has, by the way, started rolling from back to belly. It's pretty adorable really :). I even have a recording of it! She won't stay on her back for very long anymore. Unless of course, I'm sitting right there with her...

Awkward dreams create awkward moments.

You know those really really really awkward dreams that you have where when you wake up in the morning you can't bare to even look at the person or talk to the person that you just dreamed about? Thank God that most of the people I have been dreaming about lately all live on the East Coast- very very far away from me. And the only times that I ever talk to them is if, by chance, they are online at the same time as I or facebook (oooh thank you great computer person who created facebook....).

Well I am searching for a pair of nice gold shoes to go with my pretty dress for the ball that's coming up here soon. I think I found a pair. Only problem is that they are $90 and like 6 inches high and I might just break my neck wearing them. But what the heck, they're gorgeous shoes and you only live once right?! Plus they are crazy enough to go with my crazy dress (it's aqua, brown, and gold leopard print- verrrrrrrry sexy). Anyway, I found them and I am totally in love with them. My only problem is that they are online and I have no way of trying them on- booooo internet! Speaking of dresses and balls.... I seriously need to start working out if I want to look super sexy in my ultra sexy dress (and shoes- which I AM going to buy). I would hate to have flappy arms and ass for something this important. Because "every girl deserves to go to a ball."


So my last post was about Camden cutting teeth. Well I have an amazing picture to share of that tooth that is coming in. By the way, she's got another one coming in as well and has been super cranky, slobbery, and sleepy. It's very annoying at around 4am. But she's interacting more and more and she's a total attention seaker. Everytime someone smiles at her and talks to her she gives them the biggest cheesiest baby grin ever. Very adorable. Which then, of course, produces all the "awwwws" and giggles. My child is going to be a heartbreaker when she grows up, God help me.


We're moving at the end of next month! I'm torn between being excited and not because this means less space than we have now. But it also means I'll have a bigger kitchen and Camden will be seperate from us! Hopefully this means more sleep for everyone. Less space meaning no guest bedroom- boooooo. Also we won't have our own fenced in yard. But this means we'll HAVE to take Roxy for walks (poor dog...). We will still only have one bathroom though (shoot me now).

BUT! Moving on base means no more bills! Like water, electric, heating oil (NEVER buy a house with heating oil, it's fucking expensive!), trash, sewage, ummm is there anymore that I'm forgetting? Oh yeah, RENT. Our rent is ridiculous. It ranges anywhere from $1100-$1400 depending on the exchange rate. Our rent is 915-ish euro. But we get a decent sized house AND the army pays for it. Now we won't have to worry about it for the next 2 years atleast. Plus I can paint :D. I'm thrilled about painting my house. And decorating. Oh yeah and I won't have to clean so much because there'll be less room :D.

Speaking of moving though... We're currently in the process of trying to sell one of the loveseats and the subaru. Dennis decided that it was a great idea to buy a car right before Christmas leaving us in a bind for having a wonderful Christmas this year. We pulled through needless to say but it was also around the time of our anniversary and Dennis' birthday. The loveseat was bought when we first moved here and is great. I love it buuuut we're not going to have very much room and I would much rather have a rocker for the nursery instead of a fucking couch. Gay gay gay. The car is $400 and the couch is $300. That's what we're hoping to sell it for atleast. Since I posted the items, I have had about 10-12 offers on the car and 1 for the couch! Yaaay, lets hope they are gone soon!

In other news...... Hmm... There really isn't much else going on!