Out and About

We are about to begin our yearly voyage to another state. The whole fam is loading up, including my mom, Nathan, and Frances (whom we will meet up with later). We are headed to Virginia. We will be making many stops along the way, inluding Memphis, so I can get my grub on with Elvis, and various other places along the way, that I can't seem to remember. The best part about the trip is getting to take the kids to Virginia Beach, Busch Gardens, and Water Country USA. I am fairly sure there is some historical stuff there too, so maybe I should educate myself with some of that. Whatever. We will be gone for 11 days, and I know that Don is looking forward to being with the kids for so long.

Also I want to wish Nathan a very belated Happy Birthday. His birthday was May 25th, and I meant to post some great meaningful post for him, but, it didn't happen. You know how I am Nathan. His 18th year sucked ass, but the 19th proves to be going a little better. I love you, little annoying brother!

Tagged

Thanks to Ashli and Brooke for tagging me, now the rest of you get to read seven highly fascinating things about moi'.

1. I am obsessed with cleaning.
To me nothing is ever clean enough or put away enough. And the dog hair, oh, the effing dog hair. It will quite actually be the death of me one day. Don will come home and find me next to the toilet with the cleaning brush in one hand and Ajax in the other. The best part of it all is that my death will leave my kids just enough time to destroy the house and get into the red Jello in the fridge. It will really be a really funny situation to someone who would laugh at something like that.

2. I cancelled my first wedding to Don.
It was 1997 and I was too scared to do it. Stupid me waited until I had already purchased the dress, the invitations, and made a pretty good sized, non-refundable, deposit down on the wedding site. It's true, I broke Don's heart and spirit with that cancellation, but it was good practice for the years to come. Can't let your man get too comfortable is what I say.

3. I was an only child until I was 12.
That's when my mom decided it would be fun to bring forth new life, or add a moocher to the family. It's all in the way you look at it. Around this time my father also had a son, Rudy, and sadly I have no contact with him.

4. I didn't get drunk until I was 28.
Holy shit, right. I think if I were to sit in a therapist chair it might come out that I had some underlying fear of becoming like my alcoholic father. So to be safe I just stayed away from the stuff. But here is the good news. I am making up for lost time now. Some of you may think that is a little odd, and makes no sence at all. And I am really not making such a good point at all, but as I said earlier, it's all in how you look at it.

5. I have my degree in Social Work.
This could quite possibly be the biggest mistake of my life. I got a degree in something I hated after 1 year on the job. It takes a lot of compassion and stuff like that, and well, that's not that easy for me. So now I have a degree I will never use, but that's OK, because I got the degree for a job, and that is something (if I play my cards right) I will never have.

6. My first name is Krista.
I was named after some young girl that died of lukimia. Nice. It is no wonder I have that irational fear of cancer. Ha. My middle name, well that just comes from my mom smoking too much weed in the 70's. It was either Summer or Skye. Summer isn't too bad.

7. I hate pickles.
Oh yeah, just the sight of them make me want to hurl. I can eat relish, but the thought of eating a pickle. Whole. With no hot dog by it. Kill me now.

Annaliese-isms

Annaliese: Mom, you know what?
Me: What?
Annaliese: Mom, guess what?
(We do this every time. She never answers on the first go 'round)
Me: What?!
Annaliese: In my whole life I don't think I ever made a mistake.



Annaliese: Mom, you know what I like?
Me: What do you like?
Annaliese: Mom, guess what I like?
(Here we go again)
Me: What do you like Annaliese?!
Annaliese: I like that song on The Little Mermaid, that ends with (singing) 'She's a pissy girl'.
Me: Huh, well, I think you are thinking of the song that says 'Go on and kiss the girl', and I'm pretty sure you shouldn't say pissy.
Annaliese: Oh, OK, but I don't think your right about that song.

What Month Is This!?

Holly crap I can't believe it is May 8th. What the hell? Who is in charge of time, I need to file a complaint because it going too quickly. I am pretty sure there may only be 23 hours in my day, and my kids, well, I think they only have 10 months in their year.
I for one know that I can't already have celebrated my 29th, FINE, thirty...first birthday. I do know, however, that I have some amazing friends and family that always give me much more than I deserve. Thank You, Thank You to everyone for all the loot and food.

The Trusty Nuptials (a little nickname I have given to Rusty and Trandy, it's a real time saver in a conversation, and because I need all the time savers I can get, see above comment, I use it all the time) are just around the corner, and every conversation seems to have the word wedding in it. It's fun though, and I wish them the best of luck.
Here is some advice from Don and I.-- Remember to talk everyday(something I have to force Don to do, but it helps us work stuff out), listen( something he has to force me to do, because I rarely care what anyone else's opinion is), remember how much you love each other(we both have that part covered, except when Don smells like butt, and I waver a little), and (the two Sandys' need to cover their eyes) have drunk sex every now and then, because it's usually more fun than everyday Monday kinda sex.

Mr. JH turned two, and it sucks. I want him to be a baby still. But the good news is this: he still doesn't talk much, we still give him a bottle before bed, and I carry him everywhere and in general treat him like a baby, who can have nothing too hard expected of him. I figure if I can hold off on this routine until he is 18 I shouldn't have to worry about really wanting another baby.

The next few weeks should prove to be pretty eventful, so I hope to have some good stories soon.