Thursday, June 30, 2011

Peonies


I splurged $5 for a bunch of pale pink peonies today. Peonies are my absolute favorite flower. Something about their delicate petals and the intricate way they fall together makes me swoon. I don't know how to describe the feeling I get when I see these beautiful flowers. The sight of them simply makes me happy. Peonies are more elegant than I will ever be.

I miss my husband. Having pretty peonies on my coffee table makes me feel a tad better.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Mini Warbler



Cutest kid EVER. I want one.

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Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Spidey Senses

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15 Days

The Hubby came home for his R&R recently and we spent a wonderful fifteen days together. I had no idea what day or time he would finally be home. I just knew that he was scheduled to leave Iraq on the 10th and then he could be anywhere. It drove me absolutely crazy. This military life is forcing me to be more flexible.


My husband didn't call me until he had arrived in Dallas and only gave me two hours to bake him fresh Paleo cookies, sweep and mop the floors, shower, and get dressed. I shaved like a mad woman.


I saw about ten men in uniform come down the stairs until I finally spotted my husband. It was such an incredible moment.



Bella was waiting impatiently at home. I had her locked up in her kennel and told The Hubby to hide somewhere so that she could find him. She went a little crazy when I let her free and the balloon tied on her collar didn't help her calm down at all. As you can see from the video below, she is still having difficulty walking on our floors. Bella immediately went to The Hubby's bag and sniffed it, but she didn't find him.

The baby could hardly contain her excitement when she saw The Hubby come out from his hiding place. My favorite part of the video was when she tried to bite the balloon.


The Hubby had been talking about going to Rudy's BBQ the weeks leading up to his R&R. He claimed that he wanted to go the very day he arrived, even though it was our seven year anniversary (SEVEN YEARS!!). We drove 50 minutes for delicious meat that very afternoon. 


And that was the beginning of the end of our diets...

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Forgive Me


Forgive me. I think you will agree that spending time with my husband is a good reason to stop blogging. I've completely lost any muscle definition I may have had previous to his R&R, but at least we got plumper together. The Hubby has about eight more months to get into beach ready shape. I, however, only have one.

But ice cream with fresh baked cookie brownie bars tastes so good...

I'm going to enjoy these last few hours with him while I can. I've been so spoiled by a man who cooks, cleans, does the dishes, feeds the dog, takes out the trash, and doesn't mind my constant leaning on him on the couch.. Oh, and today he said, "You should go buy more clothes before you go to California."

Yeah. I have the best husband ever.

He's easy on the eyes, too.

Talk to you soon!

Saturday, June 11, 2011

Barbie Girl

I don't plan on posting very much these next couple of weeks. I have a very good reason why, but I can't tell you just yet. So I leave you with a little embarrassing anecdote from my childhood and hope that you forgive me. I expect all of my readers to be mature enough to never bring this up again. Here goes:

My name used to be Barbie. The blonde doll with ridiculous measurements that screwed women over for decades. Thanks, Mattel!

I'm not sure if I made this memory up myself or if it is a legitimate memory from my four year old past, but it is vivid. My mother asked me what English name I would like to have since we were moving to California, and I told her I wanted to be called Barbie.

My mother, the wise woman that she is, obliged and listened to a toddler's request. And that is how I was known as Barbie until the ripe age of nine.

If I made it all the way to the fourth grade with a bimbo name, what changed? It was a little song called "Barbie Girl" by Aqua. That song played every hour on KIIS FM and it was my version of a living hell.

Fourth graders are not kind. I went home crying for a week before I told my mother why I was so upset. And that is why my sister has a very American name and I have a very Chinese one. Would you have taken me seriously if you knew my name was Barbie?

The end.

Friday, June 10, 2011

Underdogs

Jimmy Kimmel's Game Night specials are always a good laugh, guaranteed.




Definitely missing the Lakers in the NBA Finals this year, but I am surprisingly invested in the Dallas team. Underdogs for the win! Is it bad that I'm slightly thankful that The Hubby isn't home because if he were home there would be no way I would be able to watch the Finals at all? The only time he watches sports is for the Army vs. Navy game every December. 

People always seem surprised when they learn that I enjoy watching basketball. I like sports that are high scoring and fast paced. The past four games have been wonderfully intense. I don't think I'll be able to watch the last two, but I'll be rooting for Dallas. They are the lesser evil and I've always been a fan of old man Kidd and I'm starting to be a believer of Dirk.




I have to admit that I didn't know what Bosh looked like before these games, even though he's one of The Big Three. He reminds me of one of the aliens from Space Jam, although he more closely resembles an ostrich according to the internet. Either way, he an his boys need to go down.

Have I become a Texan? Maybe just for the Finals.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Front Page News

This past Saturday, a group of friends and I participated in a Mutt Strut to benefit the Centex Humane Society Second Chance Shelter. It was quite an adventure transporting three dogs, one human passenger, and myself to the park. Bella sat in the front seat while my friend sat in the back with her two pups. Don't even ask how long it took me to clean out the car after this. 


Bella was trying to get into the backseat most of the time, which is surprising as she always tries to get into the front seat when she sits in the back. Go figure. It was fun having her sit up there with me, but I definitely won't do it again because it was definitely a distraction. It was really difficult not looking at her cute face.

It's not shocking that all my close friends here have dogs. Dogs bring people together. Don't you agree? I see this group of women at least once weekly. One gal is missing from this picture though because she is due for her first baby in less than two weeks. We're all excited to meet her daughter.

Do you recognize the Boston Terrier and the Beagle


There are a couple of photo albums on Facebook from the event and our group was photographed numerous times. It's almost like we purposely got in front of the camera so that we could be all over the internet or something. I think they liked to photograph us because we are such a diverse group with a unusual looking pack, too. I look upset in the picture below, but it was just really hot, even at nine in the morning. 


Bella's tongue is sticking way out because after awhile I decided to run for a minute. Like literally a minute because that's all I can do. It's so strange that my body actually craves activity now. Who am I?!

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And guess what? Bella made the front page of the newspaper! 


Okay, so her head barely made it in, but still! My dog is famous, ya'll!


After The Hubby returns to Iraq I'm going to look into volunteering with the animal shelter. They need people helping with the adoption centers every weekend at Petsmart and Petco. I hope I don't end up bringing another dog into our family...

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Lost Pictures

Target is ready for summer.

What happens when you run out of clean bowls and forks.

Would have been sweet if somebody hadn't added their own touch.

Turkey leg! But eaten as a salad topping instead of gnawing on it like an uncivilized being.

The package said that it makes four servings. It was more like 16. I gained five pounds that week.

And I never feel bad about eating tots.

Peanut the Gremlin. He will bite your fingers off.

Heading to Austin for a nice dinner before NTC. Before I discovered the magic of under eye concealer.

Taken five minutes before I decided to help her get down.

Cow wouldn't move out of the road until honked at three times.

Staring contest with a dead spider.

Man eating a Super Monster Burrito from Freebirds. It was the size of his forearm.

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Training Wheels

I don't know how to ride a bike. I was given a Barbie bike with a matching pink Barbie helmet when I was younger. I insisted on getting a matching pink horn, too. And I guess I also insisted on wearing denim dresses while riding bikes.

I never got beyond training wheels.

One afternoon, I sped around our neighborhood a little too quickly and fell off. I scraped my elbow, but I repaired the damage myself with one of the bandaids I had stored in my little pouch for situations just like that.

And I never got back on until twelve years later as a college freshman.

I was visiting a friend at UCSB. She had plans for us to attend something that was located too far to walk, but just right for a leisurely bike ride. I had an hour to learn something I should have learned more than a decade ago. All I have to say is that I was thankful for my long legs that allowed me to brace myself for crashing into the parked BMW's along the street.

That was the last time I ever attempted to ride a bike. I still don't know how.

This video makes me want to learn again (via donsonlog): 


Rock and roll!

Thursday, June 2, 2011

The Deployment Cycle

I made this Google Search Stories video for fun. Not as clever as the ones that Google makes, but I think you can still get the gist. You can make your own here.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Ending My Apple Addiction

In an effort to eat more fruits and vegetables, I researched which foods were best for my health. I continued to come across something called "The Dirty Dozen". Turns out I've been poisoning myself little by little by eating an apple a day. 
The Dirty Dozen is a list of the twelve produce items that have the most pesticide residue. No matter how hard you scrub or wash these fruits and vegetables, traces of pesticides will remain. And since we don't have a Whole Foods or Trader Joe's near us, I will have to be addicted to something other than Fuji apples. I was able to find a pack of four organic Fuji apples at our grocery store, but it was two times more expensive than non-organic apples.

I'm awfully glad that watermelons, mangoes, and pineapples are delicious at this time of the year, and my fridge is well stocked at the moment with all three right now. They are all on the Clean 15 list where going organic is not necessary.


This is how my husband thinks watermelon should be cut, by the way. This was taken last summer and I had forgotten to blog about it. The pieces are not bite size at all, but are five inches wide. I like to take petite bites, thank you very much.

I had the most amazing smoothie today: 1 cup frozen strawberries, 1 ripe banana, a large handful of baby spinach, 1 cup almond milk. SO SO GOOD. Even better than yesterday's green peach smoothie and I couldn't get enough of it. A definite keeper for years to come.

And I'm not sure if I'm the only idiot who has done this, but if you want to freeze a banana, peel it first and then freeze it or else you will have a great deal of trouble peeling a frozen banana. I felt like a bloody fool.



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Inflatable Bitch Suit

If you have a Blogger, then you know that you can view your blog's stats. I always like looking at which search keywords lead viewers to my blog. 



Other popular search keywords include "hairy black spider", "ikea", and "asian dude on glee".