Mind your own business woman!

Well, since I'm already on the topic, I might as well update you.

While on my visit Sunday, Stryker's mom asked me again if I had gotten the invite yet. Again I told her no and she then informed me that I should be getting it because he sent it last week.

Why does she know this you ask? Oh, because she called him. I know she probably meant well by doing it, but it still annoys me. She missed the whole point. Even if they were to send an invite now, it doesn't matter to me. The whole point is that they forgot in the first place, and a pity invite or a "I needed to be reminded to send her one" invite sent 4 weeks after the rest of the invites doesn't fix that.

Apparently excuses ensued about how he and his fiancée had discussed it and I was supposed to be invited, but wasn't. I'm sorry, if you ask me, you're either on the guest list or you aren't. There isn't some big discussion about whether or not you invite one of your best friend's wives because he is currently in Iraq.

What should we do?

Remember this story about not being invited to his wedding? Well we are planning a birthday party for Fuzz while Stryker is home on R&R and I was interested in your opinion. Stryker and I have already discussed it, I'm just wondering what you think.

What about the whole situation?

I'm a little smarter than that...

Got home today from running errands and found a note by the dishwasher. "Will tell [landlord] to call the plumber to fix." Then apparently he thought he needed to add this one to it: "Please don't use until the plumber fixes." Really?

Monday is a perfect day to De-lurk

I know that with all the people who checked out my post yesterday, that Loquita, Sis B, Kristen, and I can't possibly be the only ones. But that's fine, deny deny.

With that, I have only a handful of people that comment occasionally, and many more that read. So don't be shy, introduce yourselves!

I'll start... Hi, my name is Kiki, and I'm addicted to Diet Coke. Your turn...

Tell me I'm not the only one

Show of hands for whose shirt looks like this after they do the dishes. I swear mine does every time.

Ode to the dishwasher

I love my dishwasher, and am realizing I possibly have been taking her for granted.

I would have used far less dishes to make my baked ziti last night had I known that I would be washing them all by hand. Apparently the jerk who hooked it back up after installing the flooring didn't do it correctly because all the water from the dishwasher leaks into the basement.

I of course didn't realize this until the dishwashing cycle was finished and there was an 8 foot puddle of water in the basement. Fabulous.

Gas isn't cheap

Well, my MIL threw another zinger at me. The last two times I have seen them, I did the traveling. It's only about 75 miles, takes me about an hour and 20 minutes to get there, but traveling with Fuzz is usually hit or miss. She either sleeps most of the way or not at all and by about the 45 minute mark decides she's had it with the car. Let's just say by the time we finally make it there, she's so mad her forehead is blotchy from the hysterics. (Yes, I stop if I need too)

Anyway, MIL told me that she was going to come here on Sunday because she needs her Fuzz fix.

I get this email from her yesterday:

Hello,

I know I said I would come and visit on Sunday, but {Stryker's half sister} left us a message that they are leaving on Monday 7/28/08 {moving out of state} so I was wondering if maybe you would be able to come this way and we could have lunch and the boy's could swim and stuff or I thought I would bring {Stryker's half sister} and the boy's with me to visit you and {Fuzz}. I know you have made multiple visits lately
so I don't know how you would feel about doing it again.. They have a Car building store at the mall like Build a Bear I thought maybe we could take them there to build a car.. Let me know what you think!

{MIL}

UGH! It seems like she pulls this all.the.time. There have been many times when she has said that they will come here and then in another conversation finds some way to make it sound like it would be better if I go that way. More people could see Fuzz, etc. etc. The excuses are endless.

Stryker's half sister lives about a mile from them, and the last 2 or 3 times I've been there they have told her I would be there and she makes no effort to come see us. Why should I make an effort to see her? Annoying. But I know that her twin boys would have more fun there than they would here, so here was my reply.

I guess if you'd come here with them if I don't go there, I'll just come that way because I'm sure the boys will have more fun there than they would here. I'm not sure if I'll head out right away in the morning or go to church first. I'll give you a call when I leave so you know when to expect me.

It was all I had to make it that nice.

So she replies saying that she hasn't even talked to Stryker's half sister about it yet, and doesn't even know what their schedule is for Sunday. She was going to talk to her today and then call me and let me know. Still haven't heard from her. I swear, sometimes I don't know what that woman is thinking.

Slowly but Surely

I'm slowly chipping away at my little list on the right. I have a couple started but not finished yet. I'm still working on getting this place back together after the flooring was installed and it's taking awhile because I'm using it as an opportunity to shuffle through the clutter and get rid of a bunch of stuff.

I am working on organizing Fuzz's old clothes and have nice folded piles in her room that I am sorting by size and putting in boxes. The problem is that nice folding piles happen to be very tempting to my curious one. So that process is a slow one. Yesterday I put her in her crib with some toys while I was going through them and surprisingly she played in there for about 20 minutes before she got bored and wanted out.

I'll get there, although my days are running out. (I'm not complaining!)

Did I blink?

Our baby is 11 months old today. Eleven. How did that happen???

Conflicted

For this deployment, I vowed to try and live life like it wasn't on hold. In the past, I'd always felt like life was on hold while Stryker was gone, just waiting for him to resume. It made for long, sad days. So this time, especially because of Fuzz, I wanted to work on that, and so far, I've been doing a pretty good job.

Now I'm conflicted.

If life isn't on hold while Stryker is gone, and I am actually enjoying myself most of the time, what does that mean? I know it's a good thing that I don't actually need Stryker in order to live my life, but it scares me when I realize that I'm ok here without him.