Sleepover

Em's sleepover went well.  She had two friends spend the night. First time she's had one since we moved from CT. We made pizzas, then I took the girls skating. Eric took Alvin to see a movie. Here are some pictures from skating. They are fuzzy because they were moving and my camera doesn't like movement and low light.

 Erin's first time ever rollerskating. She didn't do all that bad. However, she was done with it all about an hour after we got there.

 Em and her two friends skating on by!

Emali falling down. 

Em and her friends again.

Back to school!

So, today is the first day of school for the girls. This morning went as smoothly as it could have. Both girls managed to have a few mins to spare before either having to leave or catch the bus. (Eric had to take Em to school, as she didnt yet have her schedule of classes.) Emali was NOT too thrilled at having to wake up at 6:30 in the morning. And was a little bit miffed that Erin got to sleep in til 7:30. That's what being a Middle Schooler is all about Emali! (Did I say Middle School? Ugh.)

 Emali all ready for school. I love love love her glasses.

 Walking into her first day as a Middle Schooler

 Erin all ready for school.

 Running down to wait for the bus

 "Take a picture of my shoes Mommy. Everyone needs to see my shoes Mommy."

 "What about your outfit Erin?"

"Ok, you can put that on the blog too Mommy."

 Erin getting on the bus.

Charley sitting watching Erin get on the bus.

Feels good...

to get it off my shoulders.

Yes, yes, it does. I finally swallowed my pride and gathered the courage to call my sister-in-law. She didnt answer, but she did call back! We talked for a couple of hours about everything that had gone on, everything that was planned to go on. Well, about everything really. I feel so much better now that we talked. So, Karen, if you read this. "I love you! Thanks for taking a couple of hours out of your time to talk to me."

Now, onto something that is bugging me. I have been getting regular emails from Eric. But, apparently, he isnt getting any from me. I send 1-2 a day so I can only assume that 1) they are sending, not receiving, or 2) they are withholding my emails for some reason. I am going to assume its 1, because 2 is just wrong in so many ways. Is this normal? For them to send but not receive? I just feel so bad because the last one I got was him begging me to email him. *sigh* Made me cry, oh yes it did. Hopefully, they are just not receiving and when they do, he will get spammed. But seriously, is that normal? Cause yeah, I have no clue.

Awww

So, I just got an email from Eric regarding the flowers he got me. I just had to share.

"hey there, how are you? i hope did not surprise you too much with those flowers! ... i just thought of a day to deliever them when you might need them the most. i hope you like them. just because i'm out here doesn't mean i don't think about you all the time.... i love you.eric "

aww... my heart is melting. Now, why cant he be like this when he is home?

"hey baby,

just wanted to tell you i love you. i hope you had a great weekend! i

miss you and can't wait to see you when i get home.

i love you always

eric"

What a wonderful way to start the day! I hadnt received anything from him a couple of days and then WHAM! I get 3 in my inbox this morning. Gotta love SailorMail. *groan*

So, what have I been up to?? Went to Jeannie and Ken's last night. Jeannie cut my hair and the girls' hair. I cant thank you enough J! I am sorry I killed your scissors though.

This week and next week are going to be horridly busy. Thank god. I need something to do. Emali starts school on Tuesday. (Woo hoo!) and Alvin has a doctor's appointment on Wednesday. So, yay me! Stuff to do!

hold you until you get sick of me

Well, I dont know if today was a washout, or a success. I managed to completely clean the backyard and the kitchen. Yet, I feel like I didnt do enough. The day started out completely horrible. I had BAD nightmares last night. Horrid ones. The sub was sinking and I was watching all the guys drown, even Eric and yet there was nothing I could do about it. That teaches me to watch Olympic diving before I go to sleep. I am hoping that tonight goes better, but who knows. I will have two little girls sleeping with me.

Oh yeah, that is right. Both the girls are planning on sleeping with me tonight. Why? Cause we are having a Camp Rock party. What is Camp Rock you ask? Its a Jonas Brothers movie. Sigh, when did she get old enough to like boys? Better question, why didnt I notice she was getting that old?

The bright point of my day was the email from Eric. I live for his emails. Why? Cause phone calls just dont happen while underway. Kind of makes me want him to be on deployment. At least then you get to talk to them every now and then. Granted, mission blackout sucks. Anyway, back to the email. So, this is what he writes to me:

"i think the day we get back i want so pasta if your up for it!!!! then we can talk over dinner about the next week and spend time with the girls and stuff at the same time it would be good. i miss you so mu!ch. i just want come home and hold you until you get sick of me. then hold you so more."

Sigh.......its nice to be loved. And nice that he appears to be in a good mood. I dont have the heart to write him back that coming back isnt for a while yet. I think he knows. Its just better to avoid talking about it. Granted, we get a whole $250 dollars for him being gone. Yeah, like $250 is gonna replace my husband. Seriously, what kind of fucking joke is that? Hey, we are going to take your husband away for a while, here is a pittance to help you. Yes, I know I shouldnt complain because civilian wives dont get that. Yes, and civilian wives dont generally go without speaking/seeing their husbands for months at a time.

Ok, enough of that rant. On to another. Still no word on when our money is coming in. Guess I just have to have Eric deal with it when he gets back. Grumble, we could really use that money. Ok, enough of ALL the ranting.

I am getting excited. I get to have a couple of hours sans girls this weekend. Thank God. Ken has be voluntold to watch them so Jeannie and I can head over to Sam's for Taco Night. Woo woo! Toss me a Corona. I am ready to NOT be a mom for a couple of hours. Ok, so I will have Alvin so I have to behave, but I am still ready. Still have to figure out what is meant by Mexican attire though. *ponder*

Ok, off to watch Camp Rock with the girls!

the things they do....

Ok, day started out wonderful. I got to sleep in! til 7am! woo hoo! After going to bed at 7pm, I really thought that Alvin would wake up early. Luckily, he slept until 7am. It was wonderful. So, i get up, feed and change him, put him in his little Jumperoo for some amazing play time and check my email. Yay! Email from Eric! He talks about his day, major boring stuff, but still, I like being included in how his days go. Then we get to this line:

"that hug sounds really good right about now, i have beeen trying to hug different guys to try to find one that hugs like you but so far no dice."

Really? That is sooo freaking funny. I can picture him doing this as well. Just hoping it doesnt freak anyone out. That was the start to my day, laughing my ass off at my husband's antics.

Then we move on to this afternoon. Apparently, the girls left the side door open and our cats got out. *sigh* After a short trip to the grocery store, both were lured back home with the appetizing scent of gourmet wet cat food. *yuck* At least they are home though.

I decided to ~not~ make the spaghetti for the meeting tonight. I am however making Spaghetti Pie. It is soo easy to make too.

INGREDIENTS:

1 lb. ground beef
1 cup chunky salsa
1 cup garden variety spaghetti sauce
3 cups hot cooked spaghetti
1/3 cup grated Parmesan cheese
1 egg, beaten
1 tbsp. margarine OR butter, melted
1 cup ricotta cheese
1 cup shredded mozzarella cheese

DIRECTIONS:

COOK beef in skillet until browned. Pour off fat. Stir in salsa and pasta sauce. Heat through.

MIX spaghetti, Parmesan cheese, egg and margarine. Spread on bottom and up side of greased 10" pie plate. Spread ricotta cheese in spaghetti shell. Top with beef mixture.

BAKE at 350°F. for 30 min. or until hot. Sprinkle with mozzarella cheese. Let stand 5 min. before serving. Cut into wedges.

I normally double this and put it into an 8x8 casserole dish. Yummy! My mom came up with this when I was kid and I just LOVE it.

*cry*

Wow, I am a posting fool today. I cant help it. I was getting ready for bed and just had to check my email. Anyone with a loved one in the military knows that overwhelming urge to check it a million times a day. So, there was one there. General boring stuff for the most part. How his work day went, how he hasnt slept in two days, etc etc. Then we get to this part:

"i looked at the pictures on my palm today, it!was nice to see you, i need to update that with new photo's. i'm glad i brought the dvd of the family. i love it.i miss you so much it hurts. i love you."

SLAM...like a knife through the heart. I couldnt help it. I found myself, and still find myself, sitting here bawling. I havent cried since the third day after he left and yet, here I am. Crying my eyes out. Why? Because he feels the same way I do.

*cry*

So yeah

Ok, I really need to learn to keep this thing updated. Anyway, I posted this on my Myspace page:


"Wow, its been a pretty hectic couple of days. Getting things cleaned, downsizing some stuff. Basically, trying to pair down the million and a half toys the girls have, and things like that.
So, the real reason for writing this. I got an email from Eric..and I lengthy one. He is glad that the situation with Toby has resolved itself. So am I. He is extremely upset with his division and the kick out section right now. Rather, the lack of a kick out section, actually. But, this is the part that brought a smile to my face. He finally gets it!
"... and if anyone else gets between us then they also can get lost, we are in the right here and i will not back down form it."
mmmmmm, if anyone else gets between us they can get lost...mmmm
You go boy!"

Can you tell that I am beyond happy with his current stance on that situation? Oh yes, and what a horrid situation it is. I can only imagine what they tell people. Not the truth of course, because if it was the truth they couldnt look like the victims. Oh well, karma will triumph in the end.

Now, to bigger and better things. Eric is taking almost 2 weeks leave the next time the boat comes into port. Woo hoo! We are planning on going back to Ohio for a visit and to get the house ready to sell. He emailed me "i have list of things i want to do when we et back to ohio, i don't have it planned out yet but i have a list. i need you to get in contact with a junk yard from back there and find out what condition will they buy a car/vehicle. i might have a person to sell the jeep to also. i know, i said i would not sell it but he is looking to restore a old jeep.so he will d!o it right. so i won't feel to bad about it." Ok, first off, a list of things? oh boy. I am guessing we are in for home improvement out the wazoo. Secondly, a junkyard? For what pray tell. The charger? Hrm. As for the Jeep, I was floored by this. He is selling his Jeep. Just insane. I guess spending all this time underwater really has had him re-evaluating his priorities.

I had a better weekend than I thought I would. Went to Sam's yard sale on Saturday morning. Got to see her and Jeannie. Went to the FRG event at Cows and Cones. (mmmmmm yummy ice cream) on Saturday afternoon. Then had a somewhat quiet evening at home. Sunday, took the kids to North Lake to the beach. Ken and Jeannie were there too. Thanks for the wonderful day guys. It was so relaxing and so what I needed.

Been thinking about whether or not we are actually going to do the whole BBQ thing for our anniversary. I am thinking that we will probably just cancel that whole train of thought and just see if someone can watch the kids for a day so we can spend some time alone. Time alone? blasphemy. :)

Oh, one more thing before I go......Eric shaved his head bald and has grown a mustache. Lord only knows what he looks like. I can only imagine, and its not good.