I can't get enough of this little face.
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Monday, November 5, 2012
This was me a few mornings ago. However, the beeping was just a long continuous one that was incredibly high pitched at 4:55 am. I called the alarm company and begged them to help me so that I could go back to sleep. I received the response: "Unfortunately, we're just a monitoring service. I can send a message over to the alarm company and they will contact you within the next 48 hours."
I was a zombie for the next day and Bella went crazy over the noise. The situation definitely made me think of Phoebe, which lightened the situation a bit.
The matter is all settled now, but at the time I was cursing at the fact that Hubby was in the field and couldn't help me. I think if he had been around I would have laughed about it. When I'm alone and something like this happens I get very angry that I have to deal with whatever it is on my own. Oh, the life of an Army Wife.
Saturday, November 3, 2012
Have I told you about The Hubby's Nana before? At 4'10", this grandma can kick your butt and deadlift you afterwards to show you who's boss. Here's a video of her record breaking lift of 170 lbs and her super supportive husband cheering her on. Pop is her biggest fan.
She has almost 45 years on me, and look at her guns. This was me when I was in the best shape of my life (last July while I was prepping to be a bridesmaid). How pathetic is that?
Congrats, Nana! Another medal to add to your giant collection.
Friday, November 2, 2012
Hubby and I were forced to dress up in costumes for Halloween by our bosses. I'm not a great sport when it comes to spirit days and the such, but Hubby loves everything that has to do with Halloween. I didn't have the time to make him a Thor or Max costume so he was Three Hole Punch Jim from "The Office".
My office had a pirate themed Halloween. I refused to pay more than $10 for a costume so I bought a pirate hat and hook set at The Dollar Tree and made myself a bandanna and vest out of some cheap fabric. I had to tape the hat to my abnormally large head to keep it from flying off. I was actually fairly proud of my vest, but not the fact that I basically already had a pirate costume already in my closet.
P.S. Sisters in the 90's. I always insisted on being a bride/princess (but not the Princess Bride).