I love my husband, BUT...

... I just went on the second to worst date in my life (the first worst was in college, but I won't go there.)

Jack had an idea to take a self defense class. I thought it was a one hour quick summary of what I should do if someone approaches me. Boy, was I wrong. It was called Krav Maga. It was punching bags, knee pads, spinning on you back terribleness.

My first red flag was that Jack couldn't be my partner. WHY? This was supposed to be a date. I wanted to spend time with him.

Then we started kneeing bags that our partner (who, may I remind you, was not Jack) was holding and after the millionth knee I wanted to shoot myself.

Then we started punching bags until my knuckles bled and my skin was peeling off my hands. (All while working with a complete stranger who never said ONE WORD!!!)

In my head I was already wanting to kill Jack and then I look at him and his partner was KICKING his ASS! Jack later told me that he was sweating so much and working so hard that snot was flying out of his nose with every punch the other guy gave. I'm still laughing about that.

AND THEN, we start simulating being knocked down onto our back by our opponent and turning around on our back. I'm not explaining that right enough to let you know the pain this was, but it was burning my back and causing my skin to twist and I thought it was going to look like my knuckles! OUCH! Why would anyone pay to have their back scabbed in their bathing suit.

By the time we walked out I wanted to KILL Jack for submitting me to that.

NEVER. NEVER. NEVER EVER AGAIN!

Oops!

Jack's out of town tonight, so I took the kids to Frankie and Roger's house. We took a stroll after dinner and ended up at the park. Tre was having a great time and then he stopped in his tracks and yelled out, "I HAVE TO PEE!" With no toilet around, I was unsure what to do and then I knew. I knew by looking at his face that he wasn't going to make it. So right then and there I pulled his pants down. I didn't get very far. The minute his "junk" was out, he peed. Yep... he didn't even wait for me to move my hand. All over my hand, all over his underwear, all over his shoes, and all over his pants. The problem is that he refused to wear his clothes after that. How were we to get home? He even refused to ride his bike. I already had William in the stroller, so I couldn't push a bike. I told him we were going to leave his bike if he didn't ride it and that did the trick. He got on the bike and could have cared less after that! His shirt even got a little wet, but thank God I convinced him to keep that on. THat would have been a site!

Tre loves to clean up!

Tre loves to clean. I have to brag.

I picked him up from school the other day and the teacher told me that he's always the only one cleaning. This particular day she was frustrated, so she made Tre stop picking up and sit while the rest of the class cleaned. He was going to be able to go play outside early with the other class, so he was waiting for that. Anyway, the teacher pointed out something in the kitchen area that needed to be cleaned and Tre jumped up to get it! She had to remind him that he didn't have to clean! I thought that was too funny. Most kids would LOVE the fact that they didn't have to pick up! Not my Tre. He probably thought he was punished!

Traumitized Tre

So ever since Tre flushed his pants down the toilet is it TERRIFIED to flush the toilet. We hadn't put two and two together until we asked why? This is how it went:

Jack: Did you flush the toilet?

Tre: But I don't wanna flush every time?

Jack: Why not?

Tre: I don't want to flush my pants down the toilet!

Poor guy!

Wii boxing

I crack up watching Tre play this game.

Easter train

We took the kids to the famous train that our mall puts together during any holiday. Tre LOVES it, and so do I since it's only a buck! William's never been a fan, but he usually happily watches Tre. This time, we attempted to have him ride and he about had a heart attack, so he watched Tre again. However, this time he just kept saying, "I wanna ride! I wanna ride!" We gave him a second shot and it looked like it was a go and then he started freaking at the last minute, so I hopped in. He was good unless he saw his daddy...

Christmas in March?

I asked Tre what they sang at school today and he responded with this! I thought it was cute, too, how William got involved!

Have you ever heard of that song by Ludacris that is called, "How Low Can You Go?"

It has kind of a chipmunk sound to it. I find it quite funny that Tre HATES this song. The minute it comes on, he literally cringes and begs (with an "uuua umph!) me to turn it off! I think it's hilarious since I think it's pretty irritating too!!

Tre flushed his pants down the toilet!

So, an out of town guest (for those of you that know him, Punchie... for those of you that don't, single and no kids) had just walked into the door when Tre started screaming louder than I've ever heard. It was like someone died right in front of him. I couldn't understand what he was saying but I was hearing "pants", so I start looking every where and they were no where. He finally got out the word "toilet" and we put two and two together. We bought him brand new Lego Star Wars PJs and he LOVES them and he accidentally flushed them down the toilet! Poor guy! Jack plunged them out and it seemed to help him calm down, but it took a while to really realize they were back. Before we got them out, I told him we'd go buy him more and he wanted to leave right then! I guess we know how much he loves those PJs.

The funny part is how traumatized he was from it AND the fact that our poor house guest probably NEVER wants kids now!

Maybe things are looking up?!

We have a showing this afternoon. I heard back from the realtor and she said that it’s either the second showing to the same looker or just a new looker with the same agent. She wasn’t sure.

She has emailed the agents who have showed the house to her client and hasn’t heard back, but she is thrilled with the number of showings we’ve had. She thinks that it’s the nicest looking house in this price range, so that is good.

Jack got a call from a company looking to hire. It is a job with L-3 located in Patuxent River, MD. He would rewrite the F-18 Tactics module. The guy thought Jack would be perfect since he flies that jet, just graduated from Top Gun, and has a degree in English. Jack told him he wasn't available until December or January (assuming he doesn't get promoted). He said he needed to check to see if they could wait that long and he would call him back. Even if this isn't the job for him, it's nice to see that people are looking at his resume.

We took the kids to city park this morning to get their two and four year old pictures taken. My good friend from college, Colleen, is trying to start her own business so I hired her. She took the kids pictures last year and they were awesome! I can't wait to see how they turn out. Tre was soooo well behaved and cooperative that he was even saying, "Take a picture of me over here!!!"

We have a showing in about an hour and I am excited.

Jack found out this week that he is for sure eligible for this IA (it's kinda been up in the air with his lack of chances for promotion and not being able to complete the whole year). I am fine with that and happy to at least know for sure. They said they will just send a replacement when the time comes. We still don't know how early they are going to send him back, but at least I know he won't be there until next June. My guess is he will be home by the end of the year.

The Good News...

I've lost five pounds since this whole stressful situation arose... without even trying. Three more pounds to go to get to wedding day weight, but I am still happy with this number. I won't complain.

Tre hasn't had an accident in his bed for almost two weeks! Those transformer sheets worked wonders!!!

It's official... I'm crazy!

Tonight we were cooking dinner (enchiladas) and playing with the kids in the back yard. I noticed a couple of cars pull up in front of our house and immediately panicked. I wasn't sure they were coming here, but I thought they were so I did a QUICK sweep through of the house and sure enough the door bell rang! A realtor and her clients were here to see the house and no one told us!

Thankfully, Jack and I have been doing a really good job of having the house "show ready" if anyone called at the last minute, and, thankfully, it was pretty clean. I had even just vacuumed (I think God was talking to me). Anyway, we apologized and waited in the back yard so they wouldn't feel like we were hovering.

Jack and I were giggling because the way it looked was this one happy family, cooking dinner, and giggling in the back yard with a spotless house! They probably thought we lied about not knowing.

Anyway, they only looked for about 10 minutes, so I am sure nothing will come of it, but it was still SOMETHING! Something is better than NOTHING, right?!

Jack keeps laughing about how crazy I am about all of this. I am glad he thinks it's funny, otherwise, I am sure I would be driving HIM crazy too!

I called the realtor and she said her office called my phone and it just rang and rang and she thinks there must be a typo in the system. She is going to check tomorrow. I joked that maybe they've scheduled more people and we didn't even know it and we were at the gym or something. Who knows... maybe 10 couples have already looked ;-) Just joking.... kinda ;-)

I took the kids to the dentist today. Some things amaze me. How come Tre is a nightmare when he gets his hair cut, but an angel when the dentist scraps his teeth? How come William is an angel at his hair cut and a nightmare at the dentist?

Both of their teeth are in great shape. She LOVES Tre's "gappy" teeth. I am hopeful his permanent teeth won't be as straggly as mine. I am in no denial that both kids will have to have braces, I'm just hopeful he won't be as bad as mine. William, on the other hand, does not have "gappy" teeth, so I am not as hopeful.

We put a deposit on an apartment this week. It's right by my parents house. My dad can pick us up on their golf cart so that we can go to my mom's for dinner or to use their pool or what not. That'll be nice. It's right by their school too and comes with a free gym membership and community pool. I think we'll be fine there. It's so sad to move there alone without Jack, but I guess it's better than being in this house and city alone, right?

We listed our house for sale this week. The pictures have been up on the MLS for one day and no leads. I know I shouldn't expect much, but I can't help but OBSESS over it. I listed it on www.militarybyowner.com today, so maybe we'll get lucky with a buyer or a military renter before too long. The realtor said that the military is your best bet because they tend to get home loans more than most people who apply.

I've been nauseous for about a week. I got sick on Sunday (really sick) and haven't been physically since, but I can't rid the nauseous feeling (and NO I am not pregnant). I don't know if I am still slightly sick or just letting all the nerves and stress get to me. I'm drinking a well deserved margarita now. Hopefully, that'll be a short term solution to the nerves and stress!

Please Warm Up!

It's been a cold and rainy winter for us! This weekend we got a bit of Spring weather and I took advantage of it by taking the boys outside to play. William learned to climb the rock wall and the ladder so it made it more enjoyable for me!!!!

Things we've done this weekend with the help of my wonderful parents:

1. Finished painting the bathroom.

2. Painted the master bedroom.

3. Pressured washed the whole house (including the drive way and slab in our backyard where the storage shed sits)

4. Painted the kids bedroom.

5. Painted the back door.

6. Painted the front door.

7. Freshened up the landscaping.

8. Spot cleaned the carpets.

9. Wiped down ALL the wood work.

10. Put in quarter round on the master bath and guest bath floors

11. Painted the quarter round.

12. Changed the light bulb in the fan that is in our cathedral tall ceiling (I wouldn't have included this, but it was WAY harder than you think). It took me, my dad, and Jack to do this job, and it wasn't a quick one either.

13. Dusted, mopped, and vacuumed every room in the house.

14. Cleaned out all of the closets and donated to Goodwill.

Whew! I am tired just thinking about it. I have a terrible blister on my hand to prove my hard work too! Pictures to come soon!

P.S. At least I am less stressed about getting it all done, so I can mark that off my "stressed" list!