I went out and bought a camera. I finally broke down and did it. I'm sure that I will find my other camera sometime later this week because that's how it goes. I have planned that if I find my other camera that my Hubby will inherit it so that he can take photos while he's out in Australia, Japan, Singapore, Russia, or any of these other places the ship takes him. I'm looking to get a new video camera for my next big purchase. I was just going to buy a new recharger (Hubby lost the one we had), but now they have all those video cameras that are digital where I can upload video straight from the camera AND you don't need DVDs or video tapes because it stores everything digitally. I need to try and get all my old home movies put onto one DVD (that's all I have for both of my kids...... 1 DVD worth) so that I can stop worrying about the enevitable destruction of the video tapes that will occur one day. It's not a matter of if, it's a matter of when.
Anyways, back to the camera. So, photos will be posted sometime soon. In fact probably tomorrow since we are planning on going to Talofofo and that is a great oppourtunity for family photos as well as great scenic shots of Guam. Right now I just can't wait until my hubby gets home. The ship is in they just have to let him go (which probably will be right before I get ready to lay down for the night). I don't like this command and I don't know of anyone else on the ship that does either. I'm sure that the single sailor's enjoy it, but for those with families it has proven to be a living hell. They need more time off. Eighteen hour days, six days a week while in dock is just ridiculous AND when they get ready to go out to sea, my hubby has to leave a few days earlier to help them light off. While lighting off he's not allowed to come home so he's gone for a few days longer then everyone else's husband's. It stinks and then on top of that the last thing that he wants to do when he gets home is anything productive so he spends most of his time on the computer and not with the kids. I don't worry about myself, but the kids have not been able to spend good quality time with Daddy and that is sad. Sigh. Only a few more years and then we're out of here. I just keep telling myself that. Guam is great but the command........ not so much. Only a few more years..... only a few more years..... only a few more years...... there's no place like home.... there's no place like home.... there's no place like home.
Friday, September 28, 2007
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Long Time, No Sea
It's been a looooooong time since I last posted. It took me two weeks to heal from that sunburn and it just stopped itching last week. It's still red and scarred in some places. Lola started school so that has kept me busy with just having something to do during the day. She's a walker so we get to walk her to and from school everyday. Not always great because we seem to be in monsoon season here. It rains everyday and most of the time it's so hard you might as well be walking under a waterfall. You're out there two seconds and you're soaked through. It's pretty bad but also fun at the same time. My son has had plenty of fun splashing in puddles and getting completely soaked. I have to throw the clothes in the wash so that it can spin them dry enough to go into the dryer. Today is such a day which may be why I am lingering on the fact.
A trip to the doctor yesterday for a routine checkup and I find myself being put on meds for ADD again. As I filled out the evaluation form I had to laugh because all the things that I had written off as "mommy brain" was actually my ADD. I can't finish anything, I go into a room for something and instantly forget why I'm there at least four times a day and most of the time I can't find anything that I need because I can't remember where I put it to begin with. Sigh. I'm grateful that the doctor asked me if I wanted to go back on it because I know that it'll help me get my work done and give me the motivation that I've been lacking (the ability to follow through that I have also been lacking) and I might actually get back to work and/or to school. I'm also hopeful that it might help me lose weight because dieting and exercise are not doing anything. Six months of exercising everyday and watching what I eat and I swear my shorts are getting tighter. It makes no sense. And it's more frustrating then I could ever begin to tell you. I haven't really been knitting anything. Lack of funds has stopped me from being able to buy yarn, but I'm hoping to pick up some sock yarn and start on some things for Christmas. I want to send a few gifts home to family to let them know that I'm thinking of them, but all I can manage on these time constraints are small ornaments and socks. But they are really cute ornaments. Stockings and a tiny sweater as well as a whole set of Weasley sweater ornaments that I'm sending a group of people that will really get a kick out of them. Between now and Thanksgiving I'm going to buy some yarn here and some yarn there and finish out my projects so that I can mail them by the first of December all wrapped and ready for under the tree at their respective places. I hope everyone likes them. Hopefully I'll finish and remember to send them out. I've been really bad about remembering here lately. I forgot to call my dad on his birthday and then I felt guilt and still didn't call him. I forgot Father's Day too. I could make the excuse that it's the day difference but that doesn't seem like a good enough excuse, but I think that's what the problem is. I forget by the next day (most of the time I forget five minutes later).
I have been working on a diaper bag for my friend that will be felted and have a tiny Eeyore silhouette on it. Her baby's only two months old now ( I need to work faster) and she has four other diaper bags (good Lord how many do you need?) but I promised and this will be personalized. I have found that I am allergic to straight wool. I do okay with merino, but the little particles flying off the wool as I knit are making me sneeze and itch so I can only work on so much at a time before I have to set it aside for a few days. I plowed through a good chunk of it yesterday, but am paying the price today. I know some people break out on their hands and I'm glad I'm not one of those people, but I think I may have to lay off the wool from now on.
The Hubby is out to sea right now, but should be home by tomorrow. They're slotted to go out in October for a week and then go out again for almost a month right before Thanksgiving, although they may be gone for Thanksgiving as well. We wives have a plan to get together and fry a turkey and make all the fixings even if they aren't here, but if they are here we will spend time with our own families. They probably won't be here for Halloween either. Lola is going to be Jasmine and Charlie wants to be Dash. Charlie likes the going and getting candy part of Halloween, but he doesn't like all the decorations. Going to the commissary is always fun because they have these bags that are orange with faces that when you stuff them they are pumpkins. They have a bunch stuffed and hanging throughout the store. They also have a huge skeleton with a cape hanging in the frozen food section that send him into screams of terror everytime. Going to the Home Store is even better because they have those blow up lawn decorations that are huge. Charlie freaks out everytime. It's funny, but ridiculous at the same time and we're trying to explain to him that they aren't real. I think that ride on Haunted Mansion when we went to DisneyWorld a year and a half ago may have scarred him. I rented the movie and he watched it. I also got him to watch the DVD extras where they show the making of the film and he got to see that there were just skinny guys in the zombie suits. He walked around telling everyone that zombies aren't real and that they're just actors all day that day. I'm hoping that sticks in his head and he starts to realize that Halloween is just for fun.
A trip to the doctor yesterday for a routine checkup and I find myself being put on meds for ADD again. As I filled out the evaluation form I had to laugh because all the things that I had written off as "mommy brain" was actually my ADD. I can't finish anything, I go into a room for something and instantly forget why I'm there at least four times a day and most of the time I can't find anything that I need because I can't remember where I put it to begin with. Sigh. I'm grateful that the doctor asked me if I wanted to go back on it because I know that it'll help me get my work done and give me the motivation that I've been lacking (the ability to follow through that I have also been lacking) and I might actually get back to work and/or to school. I'm also hopeful that it might help me lose weight because dieting and exercise are not doing anything. Six months of exercising everyday and watching what I eat and I swear my shorts are getting tighter. It makes no sense. And it's more frustrating then I could ever begin to tell you. I haven't really been knitting anything. Lack of funds has stopped me from being able to buy yarn, but I'm hoping to pick up some sock yarn and start on some things for Christmas. I want to send a few gifts home to family to let them know that I'm thinking of them, but all I can manage on these time constraints are small ornaments and socks. But they are really cute ornaments. Stockings and a tiny sweater as well as a whole set of Weasley sweater ornaments that I'm sending a group of people that will really get a kick out of them. Between now and Thanksgiving I'm going to buy some yarn here and some yarn there and finish out my projects so that I can mail them by the first of December all wrapped and ready for under the tree at their respective places. I hope everyone likes them. Hopefully I'll finish and remember to send them out. I've been really bad about remembering here lately. I forgot to call my dad on his birthday and then I felt guilt and still didn't call him. I forgot Father's Day too. I could make the excuse that it's the day difference but that doesn't seem like a good enough excuse, but I think that's what the problem is. I forget by the next day (most of the time I forget five minutes later).
I have been working on a diaper bag for my friend that will be felted and have a tiny Eeyore silhouette on it. Her baby's only two months old now ( I need to work faster) and she has four other diaper bags (good Lord how many do you need?) but I promised and this will be personalized. I have found that I am allergic to straight wool. I do okay with merino, but the little particles flying off the wool as I knit are making me sneeze and itch so I can only work on so much at a time before I have to set it aside for a few days. I plowed through a good chunk of it yesterday, but am paying the price today. I know some people break out on their hands and I'm glad I'm not one of those people, but I think I may have to lay off the wool from now on.
The Hubby is out to sea right now, but should be home by tomorrow. They're slotted to go out in October for a week and then go out again for almost a month right before Thanksgiving, although they may be gone for Thanksgiving as well. We wives have a plan to get together and fry a turkey and make all the fixings even if they aren't here, but if they are here we will spend time with our own families. They probably won't be here for Halloween either. Lola is going to be Jasmine and Charlie wants to be Dash. Charlie likes the going and getting candy part of Halloween, but he doesn't like all the decorations. Going to the commissary is always fun because they have these bags that are orange with faces that when you stuff them they are pumpkins. They have a bunch stuffed and hanging throughout the store. They also have a huge skeleton with a cape hanging in the frozen food section that send him into screams of terror everytime. Going to the Home Store is even better because they have those blow up lawn decorations that are huge. Charlie freaks out everytime. It's funny, but ridiculous at the same time and we're trying to explain to him that they aren't real. I think that ride on Haunted Mansion when we went to DisneyWorld a year and a half ago may have scarred him. I rented the movie and he watched it. I also got him to watch the DVD extras where they show the making of the film and he got to see that there were just skinny guys in the zombie suits. He walked around telling everyone that zombies aren't real and that they're just actors all day that day. I'm hoping that sticks in his head and he starts to realize that Halloween is just for fun.
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