Monday, April 20, 2009

Monday Training

With Gunner home, this blog is turning into the Idonothingelsebutgotothegymandworkout blog.

Hard to blog about military stuff when he is off work for a month. I could blog about how we still don't have orders, so no idea when or if we are moving. They need to quit dragging their heels. I've already made mental plans for 57 different scenarios, so they need to help me narrow it down a little.

I had a meeting after school and then hit the pool with my fellow teacher turning triathlon nut. After a good swim, it was home to play with kiddos. Then I hit the gym, hard. I ran a good 4.5 miles, 20 minutes on the stairmaster, weights, weights, and more weights.

When I got in the sauna my quiet time was interrupted by two of the loud-mouthed army wives that were there before. This time they were talking about how they went home for leave. Their husbands apparently left them home with the kids and no car while they were out carrying on with their friends at the strip joint. It's apparently all good now because they stood out there screaming and yelling at them when they came home and woke up the neighborhood. I just wanted to scream and yell at them to be quiet! When they finally left, one GI just groaned and said "Thank goodness". I'm going to have to change my workout times so I don't have to listen to them!

Junior was doing so well on potty training and after spending the weekend camping and wearing diapers, he doesn't want to go anymore. Today was his first day back at daycare and they finally convinced him that it was fun to go potty. It worked, so we'll see if we can get back to business with him.

Em was voted citizen of the month. Abs asked if the pepperoni I bought at the commissary was because I was trying to kill her. Junior was out in the front yard yesterday in camo underwear, a shirt and pink boots. I'm sure he will appreciate the pictures one day? Pictures to come.

My friend is having a baby this Thursday and we passed on our crib and dresser/changing table. The end of an era. We bought it for Em way back in Germany for what we thought was big bucks at the time. It survived 12 years, 3 kids and 5 moves. (side note--when we moved into housing here at Hood, the mover offered to buy the crib from me because he said his 17 year old daughter was serious about some GI and he imagined there would be grandchildren in the near future and he wanted to help prepare. I couldn't say anything nice, so I just ignored him.)

Tomorrow is another busy day. Em and I are going to have mother/daughter facials and then I have to hit the gym and get some work done. I am taking friday off this week and want to find a great place to ride!


Crazy Shenanigans said...

The two women at the excuse me but whatever happened to people's private lives should stay private when it comes to things like that?!

Rachael said...

I think its so funny that your daughter is keeping up with her pepperoni-allergy story!

Great Blog!

Allison said...

Your kids crack me up. Maybe if Ab knew pepperoni was extremely similar to bacon she'd change her mind?

Do you think the GI who was there would help you hold down the complaining wives while you duct tape their mouths? You could even write "opsec" on the duct tape to see if the MPs would understand.

We're gonna have a GREAT time with mother/daughter facials.

cj said...

I do hope you continue to post, even if it's only about going to the gym. I keep hoping it will motivate me but so far, no luck. Maybe you need to work harder??

Seriously, though, I'd miss reading about your family especially when you're in the midst of all this nice, dull routine.


Aria said...

It doesn't matter if your blog is turning into going to the gym and workout one, I still enjoy reading about the adventures of your family. It gives me strength to think that dealing with the military can still turn into a normal family.

Karie said...

Ugh, those girls! I know stuff like that happens a lot but everyone doesn't want to know about it. Seriously.

Casey said...

I may have to call CPS. Don't you know your daughter is deathly allergic to pepperoni?!?!?! :)