Monday, August 30, 2010

My five month old baby.

Well today is the baby (aka dog's) five month birthday!  Apparently he woke up knowing this this morning because he has been a hugeeeeee pain in the ass thus far.  Jumping on me and barking at me this morning while I was still in bed.  Then barking at me once I got up for no apparent reason.  Rob and I have decided he has an incredible personality.  For those that have met him thus far, they know this.  For those that haven't, I really hope you get a chance... he will make you smile with his craziness.  (Once you get past him jumping on you and being super ecstatic that there is someone visiting him in his house of course)

So this weekend was super good.  Pretty dang relaxing if I do say so myself.  We got to spend some time with Rob's family.  His grandmother is an excellent cook.  I have a new favorite food.  Essentially a Puerto Rican hot pocket.  It's called a tostallio, which I am positive I am spelling wrong.  (Nobody said I was a huge smarty-pants when it comes to Puerto Rican food... okay?!) They were to die for.  It's probably strange for some people to read this as usually I am a stick strictly to American food type of girl.  But since I've moved here we've done a lot of seafood (which I'll admit.. some of it is great.  Others, not so much.) and I've been trying to get out of my bubble a little bit more.  Someone told me that every 7 years your taste-buds change, or something like that.  Maybe my 7 years are on the verge of being up?

However all good things must come to an end as I woke up this morning with a headache that spanned from temple to temple across my head.  The cause?  Giving up Pepsi.  When I moved here I latched on to that cause I wasn't a huge fan of the water.  Well now I have accepted the water (although JOCO water will always hold my heart <33.. if you don't think it's the best, you're a fool.) so I am trying to pull back on my need for that.  Plus when I give up soda I drop weight... which that is more than welcome right now!  Anyway, feeling the effects a bit today which is unfortunate.  But better in the end, hopefully!

Alright well Mr. Attitude is letting me know he needs attention... as usual.  Plus I gotta shower--busy night for us here.  Rob's first unit flag football game followed by poker finals. (: I hope everyone is doing good and school is going well for all... I need to update on that situation here soon too.  Next post? Maybe.

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Back to the norm.

Well we survived.  (: Rob is back home and Piston made it through his freaking out session when Rob's car pulled up.  A mixture of nervous bites and tons and tons of licking.  We were fortunate enough to have Rob stay home with us all day today.  Which was nice but probably going to be a little shock for the puppy when Rob gets up and leaves for work tomorrow.  Oh well, early day? Hopefully!

Today was also another important day.  I sent out my first resumes to different employers in the MD area.  Rob and I discussed and decided it would be easier if I just got a part time job and didn't deal with the government.  So that's what I am doing.  I will keep you all updated on that process!  I'm excited I will be getting back in the working world finally after 3 months off.  A strange and long three months!

That's it.  Lame, I know... I will try and update after this weekend maybe.  Rob's grandparents are visiting at the aunt and uncle's down the street so I feel like we will be pretty busy this weekend!  So when there is something exciting to post about (which I'm sorry if you feel like they have become a bore... I'll try harder) I will post! (: Love and hugs to KANSASSSSS (and other states that my readers call home) <333

Monday, August 23, 2010

2 days down, 2 to go.

Well folks, we are halfway through out first separation since June.  I wouldn't say it's been easy.  The hardest part is watching Piston watch the door and cry.  He may have four legs and be furry, but people he is my little baby.  This is the first time either one of his parents have left him for any amount of time and not come home at night.  I'm sure when I left to go play poker tonight he freaked out thinking I wasn't coming back as well.  My poor baby.  As soon as we get him a backyard we will get him another baby to play with... another dog. For the record.  (:

So I can tell you that there is one thing I have learned to love in Maryland.  Poker.  (of course it really isn't specific to MD)  Every Monday a crowd of people gather at the golf course on base and play a tournament.  Top 10 places get points and for 10 weeks you compete to get to the finals.  Rob made his points early this round, and I made mine tonight!  The last week.  It was so nerve-racking/fun.  Since Rob is at his board, Brittany (one of my MD friends whose husband works with Rob) went with me this week.  And although she got out early, I know we both had a lot of fun. Definitely a successful night out!

Okay so on a more serious note... I'm torn between getting a part time job or spending more time and getting a quality government job.  It'd be nice to have the extra income in this house so I would like to do something. I'm extremely picky on what I want to do at this point though.  There is a chance we will not be here for too much longer, and so I don't want to spend a whole bunch of time trying to get into a government position if I am not going to be in it for very long.  And believe me, since government positions are so wanted, it's definitely a competition to land a government job.  On the flip side though, I don't want to work at a grocery store or fast food restaurant, so it might be a bit harder to land a job elsewhere cause of how picky I am.  I've looked on craigslist and really all I need to do is send an updated resume out and see if I can get a response, I'm just really torn between attempting to get a government job that will make me more wanted if we do move and give me job security, and finding something a bit easier without reporting and essentially being owned by the government.  Decisions, decisions...

So it's kind of late, Pistoni and I are going to cuddle up on the couch like we did last night.  He's already circled and dug his way into comfort.  You know how dogs role.  So apparently I'm going to contort around his big bootay.  The joys of being a loving nurturing parent to a dog that "owns the place", right? (:

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Today resembles last Sunday.

Just like last Sunday, I love today... but it's Saturday. (: I'm hanging out on the couch with my two favorites.  Piston is currently laying to my left smashed against my leg snoring his little heart out.  And Rob is down a little further playing some Madden 2011.  He gets into it, let me tell you.  Pretty entertaining.

We have spent the last two days hanging out as Rob leaves tomorrow for a Board he got word he was going to on Thursday.  Little man and I will have the house to ourselves until Tuesday sometime.  It's going to be strange not having anyone coming home after a day of work and I am more than positive that Piston is going to freak out when his Daddy doesn't come home around 5 or 6 o'clock tomorrow evening.  Learning lesson for all of us though!  I wish I could say that I plan on cleaning the house up and having it in tip top condition when Rob gets home, but I'm going to be honest and say that I will probably not do much of anything while he is gone.  Hopefully finish the book I am reading? Maybe finally finish up some laundry?  But other than that no guarantees.  Call me lazy.. I'm okay with it. (:

So question... what do yall think of when I say "Maryland weather"?  I'm sure a lot of you much like me (Rob just intercepted the ball from his opponent and scored, so you guys know.) think that "Maryland weather" is a whole lot cooler than Kansas.  Wrong-oh.  I know that you guys had a pretty brutal summer with the heat and all (for that I am glad I am no longer a dry cleaner employee, let me tell you.) but we did too.  It has been crippling.  Most of the summer has been spent battling my exhaustion, but I know one thing... Fall is almost here.  And if there is one thing "Maryland weather" has on "Kansas weather" it's that it actually has FOUR seasons.  Weird right?  Summer is humid and dry.  Fall is windy and cool. Winter is cold and snowy (anyone hear about last winter and the Nor'Easterns? I'm scared.) Spring is rainy with temperatures starting to heat back up.  But the past couple of days have been a little less humid and a little cooler, so I busted out the jeans, prematurely of course.  Then today it's HOTT and HUMID.  FML.  I totally jumped the gun and screwed myself, all excitement with no reward.  Lame.

--That post did not actually get put up yesterday, so I am going to add to it and then post it.--

Please let me take a moment to rant about my RUDE neighbors and all the things driving me nuts this Sunday morning.  For starters Rob left at like 6:30 so we didn't get to spend our usual Sunday AM sleeping in together with the dog.  Our fire alarm's batteries are on the way out, but the only time I think about it is when it is beeping at us in the middle of the night and or morning.  It goes off just enough to be annoying and wake you up and then beep again before you can go back to sleep.  At approximately 9 this morning (too early for me to be awake especially on the weekend.) a base came out of nowhere, as in music and or a TV.  Now originally I thought it was the young couple that lives on our right, but after I got up and moved towards the stairwell it got louder, which means it's the old farts next door.  The ones that never say hi when they see you outside and make sure they let you know your dog shouldn't pee in their yard.  Wait, what?  Last time I checked we don't take care of our own yards so what the hell do you care?  Coming from Kansas I am so totally not used to having rude neighbors.  I absolutely hate it.  There is ONE neighbor out of our like ten close ones that says hi whenever I am outside.  Just one, really?  I miss Kansas.  And finally, this morning Piston went downstairs prior to me leaving the bed and left some sort of weird mixture on the floor.  Great way to start the day, carpet cleaning... Can I go back to last Sunday please?

P.S. Sorry for the rant on neighbors again... it's just one of the most frustrating things I have come across since moving.  Something I can't seem to comprehend at all. :(

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

You're joking me right?

The keys never turned up.  Several locks have been changed or are in the process.  The only ones we are contemplating are the cars and what to do about them.  We can either a) spend lots and lots of money and get the locks and ignition's changed.. b) just get the locks changed and have two separate keys for each car potentially lowering the resale value.. or c) just get spares made of the current keys so we have two keys for each car again... decisions decisions... if we would have went with the last option tonight would have totally been prevented...

Rob locked the only set of keys we have for the Honda in the Honda.  Problem?  A little bit.  But after about an hour of sitting in the parking lot next to his car laughing about our week and how it has been going (real bonding moment, although I don't suggest you lock keys in your car to have said moment.) a lock picker showed up and $80 later we were home free.  It's so ironic this happened because we were just talking earlier this week about how since we only have one set of keys for each car we needed to make sure we DIDN'T lock them in the vehicles.  Funny how that works sometimes isn't it?

So between our key dilemmas and Piston learning more and more about his voice, aka bark, we are keeping pretty busy.  And yes, Piston is learning that barking usually eventually gets us up off the couch to go take him out.  However, sometimes he barks and barks and barks and does not make it clear by like going to the door that that is what he needs.  We are still working on that step.  So it's rather frustrating for the humans and the animal too I'm sure.  Really people.. it's a lot harder to raise a puppy than it looks.  Especially a boxer that it is REALLY hard to stay mad at like in my case.  He's just so cute and cuddly that I can only stay mad at him for a short amount of time... kind of like Rob... can't stay mad at him either.

Alright well Piston is passed out.  As is Rob.  Better head to bed myself, or at least in that general direction.  I hope everyone back home is doing great! :]

Monday, August 16, 2010

Just another adventure to add to our list.

Tonight, just before poker, we discovered that my keys are MIA.  My set of keys for EVERYTHING.  The hunt is on lets just say...

Last seen; at the mailbox, one block away... I remember struggling getting them out of the lock.  So they at least made it back into the Corolla last night.  (Which I just realized... we have been checking the Civic for said missing keys, but I think we have been checkin the wrong car!)

Original plan of action; turn kitchen/whole house inside out.  Which of course yielded nothing.  But now the kitchen is clean and the laundry is sorted.  (Alright so I am noticing the positives in this dilemma, maybe I'm a little special.)

Second plan of action; make missing keys notes to put on all neighbors in our "blocks" front doors.  The keys went missing between the car being parked outside of the house and the front door apparently.  Which means one of our neighbors more than likely found them today at some point.  After that we dialed up the 24-hour emergency line for the complex... where we were laughed at.  Can you say rude?  I think the old man was just pissed that at 10 at night he had to go change out some locks, since all he did was take the lock from an empty unit and replace ours with it.

Future plan of action if no keys turn up within 24 to 36 hours; figure out where TONS of money is going to come from so the locks and ignitions on the Corolla and Civic can be replaced.  Not going to be cheap.  So please send some happy thoughts are way that my lovely set of keys will turn up here in the near future.  Otherwise hello living on the bare minimum, it's so nice to meet you, ya ass.

Oh it's SO exciting living on your own. :] Now I am going to go check the actual car the keys were last seen in. Ha ha.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Sundays rock.

It's 100% official, I am in love with Sundays!  Today was just one of those awesome days where things went.. and they went well. :]

Our day consisted of:
-Sleeping in and laying around the majority of the morning.
-Going to Walmart in the middle of a rain shower (which today happened like all morning... that has not happened since I got here.  Can you tell I'm just a bit excited for Fall?)
-Cleaning the carpets.
-Taking a nap on the couch.
-Madden 2011.
-Cuddling with my 4 and a 1/2 month old puppy and man.
-A date to Texas Roadhouse, which of course consisted of dressing up and wearing our boots out.  It's been awhile people.  This place isn't too country... incase you couldn't guess.

It's just been one of those days where we had no obligations and we got to go on a date for the first time in a really long time.  So relaxing and much needed if I do say so myself... but all good things must come to an end and tomorrow it's back to the grind for Rob.

On our way home tonight we got to see what we are pretty sure was either a police sting or a warrant being issued.  We saw like five cop cars and they all peeled out in different directions around a neighborhood.  We were intrigued to say the least.  If it would not have been so obvious we probably would have followed.  Cheap entertainment... right? And okay so the small things still interest us.

And last but not least... my sister is now a college resident.  YIKES!  From what I've heard she is enjoying it.  Completely out of her comfort level but I know that she will do just fine... and she's learned I'm always a phone call away when it comes to laundry help.  Something she is still trying to figure out.  I found myself earlier preaching to her.  But what do I really know?  I never lived in the dorms at a university... let's just say I am worried about her.  It will not always be easy.  But is anything in life guaranteed easy?

Friday, August 13, 2010

Officially creeped out.

Tonight one of my Facebook friends put up a status about seeing one of my high school teachers on the news.  Their crime... sex with one of their students.  Ew. Ew. Ew.

I can't say that it REALLY surprises me.  She was never one to put being a teacher before being a friend.  She always wanted to be best friends with all her students.  And apparently the school she got caught at is not the first school she has had this issue at.  A school in Oklahoma.  Possibly my high school.  And now this one in Easton.  Now come on... how is she still a teacher?

Maybe it's time for Kansas to look at their laws a little differently.  Essentially she is going to get off with probation and having to register as a sex offender for 10 years.  Would it be the same if this was a man teacher? At some point the state has to draw a line between letting teachers get away with relationships with students and bringing down these teachers.  The very least that should happen is for her to never be allowed to be a teacher, EVER again.  Even if the students was 17 years old, she should pay for her actions.. he is not a legal adult!

...Just disgusting.

In other news, we thought Rob had gotten poison ivy while in the field the other day.  (Turns out it is just a bunch of chigger bites, and by a bunch I really mean A TON.  Boy oh boy did we luck out! :]) Before we learned what it really was I ran to CVS and got epsom salt and calamine lotion and drugged him down with Benadryl.  So by the time I got home, he was well on his way to bed.  So I read the epsom salt container and what do you know!  It's a stress reliever when used as a bath!  Yay!!!  I got my first bath in our new place here last night.  I'm not sure our drain works all that well, I think it was secretly leaking the whole time.  At one point Piston stuck his nose in and then proceeded in to the bathroom to drink some water.  BIG MISTAKE.  Epsom salt is also a laxative.  Guess who got everything out of his system today?!  Piston.  My poor baby was walking around crying but I think it secretly made him feel better.  I laughed obviously.  Hey.. you would too!

Thank goodness it's the weekend... right?  It cooled off a bit here.  (I hope everyone in Kansas is officially jealous!)  Maybe just maybe it will stick around.  Oh and, I had actual fried shrimp (not shrimp poppers) tonight for dinner.  So far out of my bubble.  Isn't everyone proud of me?  Alright ladies/gents/whoever reads this have a marvelous weekend!  Hopefully ours will be good once Rob recovers from the chiggers and the 8 mile ruck march (a march with all your gear, over terrain and weighed down=no fun and lots of pain).  :]

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

The Army downside.

Well it's Wednesday night... the night after my family headed back.  Now I have baskets and baskets full of laundry, a full trash can and a very tired puppy.  The laundry will take awhile because the dryer in our rental SUCKS.  The rest I just have to work up motivation for.  Which I've learned QUICK it takes a lot of motivation to get my butt up and clean this little joint up.  And it really is little.  What in the world will I do when I have an actual house to take care of?!

Anyway that's not the point of this post... the point is... I will be SO thankful when 3 years and 11 months are up.  Because then Rob and I will be civilians again, and hopefully he will not crash out at 8 at night.  I will cut him some slack, most nights are not like this but right now he is in the process of getting promoted from a Specialist to a Sergeant.  Which in the Army it takes A LOT of stuff to prove that you are ready and capable of being promoted.  Thus all the stress and exhaustion.  But boy oh boy do I miss my man.  It was hard living 1,105 miles away from him for over a year of our relationship, but it's even worse living with him and getting to spend 1 hour with him everyday.  Thank goodness for Piston-that's all I got to say!  In September all the stress will hopefully go away and he will officially be a Sgt.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Let it roll.

So, after 7 days of being a tourist with my family and having them here in our little 2 bedroom townhouse they are on their way back to Kansas.  We had our ups, downs, laughs and cries.  We visited Ikea, the river for a fancy seafood dinner, Ocean City, DC (again) including the Jefferson Memorial and Holocaust Museum, Mount Vernon and the Inner Harbor in Baltimore.  Needless to say the family kept us super busy.  Which is not a bad thing at all since I've spent most of my time here sitting at home with my beautiful little doggie since I moved two months ago.  It felt like we haven't been miles apart for two months which had both it's ups and downs.  Needless to say it was a typical Ritter vacation.  A little stressful, pretty fun but a bonding time for all.

I feel like when people from Kansas come out here and visit me I can definitely see the differences between the Midwest and the East coast.  Which there are... plenty.

  1. People here do not under any circumstances sit back and smell the roses.  They are way too busy to give a crap what you are thinking usually and don't even try to get to know you for who you are.  I thought I'd enjoy living out here because it seems an awful lot like where I came from in Kansas as far as the landscape (just with more trees), but out of all my neighbors in our little complex... ONE of them has introduced himself and continues to say 'hello' every time he sees me out and about.  Where I come from... we knew all our neighbors and had conversations with them frequently.
  2. People here drive with absolutely no courtesy.  The turn signals built into EVERY car, are never used here.  Not even when they cut you off two inches from your front and the person in front of you's rear bumper.  It's crazy.  Which doesn't even include the posted speed limits that are not even remotely followed.  Either people are going five below in the slow lane, or twenty-ish over in the fast lane.  There is no happy median.  So those of you that think people from the Midwest are crazy drivers... feel free to take a spin in my car one day and see how you feel. Ha ha.
  3. People here often lack customer service (except at CiCi's Pizza).  Just like the Midwest, Wal-Mart employees are rude.  But so is like everyone else.  The other day we were at one of Rob's favorites restaurants... Cantler's Riverside Inn.  A really cool seafood place (the one mentioned above) down by the water.  Well we waited for well over an hour I think, but the hostess couldn't tell us how long the wait would be, and then she complained to her co-workers about how she was basically scared.  She didn't want to be left alone.  Then when we finally got sat, we were sat in the section of a waitress that I overheard telling said hostess that she did not want us to be sat in her section.  Really? I CAN HEAR YOU.  Little things like that happen fairly often here.  Maybe you guys are all in the wrong business... ever thought of that?

I could let my list go on... but then I'd be here for awhile.  For the most part it is a great experience but every once in awhile I come across something that really makes me miss the Midwest.  It seems so serene compared to here.  Really.

Well, that's enough of me ranting.  I'm going to go cuddle with Piston (who hasn't been feeling the best for the past couple of days) and watch the World Series of Poker.  Don't yall wish you were me? :D

P.S. Thank you Mom, Dad and Erin for coming out and visiting me.  I had fun, I hope you had some too.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

This post should not even exist.

Because.. it's 2:35 in the morning and I should be fast asleep upstairs with my man.  But no I am awake.

Which I can completely blame on the 4 Pepsi's I have had today.  Damn you Pepsi.  Then I felt an allergy attack coming on a few minutes ago.  Popped a Benadryl (perfect sleep medicine, especially when the nose itches) and I am now waiting for it to take effect.

Which it needs to... soon.

Tomorrow I have a billion things to do before my family gets here (like clean, get Piston groomed, purchase a few things, grocery shop and clean some more.)  and then tomorrow night my family gets in LATEEEE... so it's probably going to be a pretty late night again tomorrow, unfortunately.

But I really can't wait until they get here.  I feel like a little kid.  I feel like I did on all those nights before a flight out to see Rob here in Maryland.  But this time it's my Mom, my Dad and my sister that are coming to visit.  People I haven't seen since the end of May, and boy am I pumped!  Some things were never all that perfect in Kansas but now that I live 1,105 miles away I miss them more than I ever thought possible.  So I'm ready for my rocks to visit and my little pieces of Kansas to come with them.  :)

The little things in life... right?

Sunday, August 1, 2010

God works in mysterious ways.

Yesterday was the four year anniversary of an elementary school friends suicide.  We played softball together and it was pretty much the first time that I had to deal with the death of someone my age dying.  Most people deal with someone dying before they turn 16-but usually it's not someone their age.  And boy oh boy is it hard.

Yesterday a freak accident happened killing someone that went to my high school when I was a senior and she was a freshman.  She was close to my sisters age.  I wish so bad that I could be there for my sister right now.  It's the first time she has had to deal with a situation like this.  And it's never easy, for anyone.

I feel like Monica Groves came down from heaven and took Hannah Deaver home.  But none of it really hits home until you think about the people grieving their losses the most.  The family. Close friends. Significant others.  Hannah's fiances latest Facebook post was how he couldn't imagine his life without her.  And now he is having to deal with that situation.  Completely out of the blue, never expecting that just 4 days after he posted that he would be living it.  That hurts like hell to think about.  I may not have known her personally, but I sure know that I would be completely lost if I were in that situation.  I feel like people would be picking me up off the floor everyday trying to get me to do the simple things in life.

My heart aches for her family and everyone that knew her.  As it did four years ago when the same thing happened to someone I knew.

Just helps you remember that you have to express your love to everyone... so they know.  Because tomorrow may be your last...

What for?

I decided (a respectful 2 months later) that it would be kind of cool to blog about all the adventures that I have out here in Maryland so far away from Kansas.  And believe me it has been an adventure.  Not only do I live 1,105 miles away from where I grew up and my immediate family, but this is also the first time moving out of the parents house.  So I've learned a lot about gas burners on the stove, gum left in shorts pockets, raising a puppy and keeping up with the house every single day.  Sometimes it's a struggle, but I'm happy to say that I will be able to cross this off my bucket list when we move back to the midwest, this being... "Move outside the state of Kansas for at least a little while".

Most of you know why I moved out here so far out of my comfort zone.  The reason being Rob.  Of course. Currently we are sitting on opposite ends of the couch each with our laptops and the dog laying in between us.  It's 1:30 in the morning, which is a rare occasion for us to BOTH be awake since Rob is usually up and headed to work in about 4 hours.  But here we sit while some neighbor somewhere in the area plays some music a little too loudly and I also hear someone banging on a door?  A wall?  Or a figment of my imagination?  I can say with 100% confidence I miss the full four walls and backyard that my parents house occupies.  Sharing walls with for the most part complete strangers... it kind of sucks.

But on a brighter note, two of those shared walls are now painted red-and after tomorrow our living room will be done.  (Minus the recliner, of course!)  It will feel so nice to have a room I can consider done.  Moving so far across the country I didn't get to bring some of the furniture I had collected, or a pretty good chunk of my decorations.    We pretty much started from scratch.  Rob lived here without a microwave for 2 months (how I don't know..) and we lived without a kitchen table for about a month... or the amount of time it took for Piston's head to pop over the top of the coffee table (which didn't take long).  So it's all slowly coming together.. piece by piece.. or sometimes it feels, inch by inch.

All I know now is that each day has so much potential and opportunity-usually those are the days I sleep in wayy too late with the dog.  (Yes, working friends and family, it's okay to be jealous.)  But it's so cool to know that each day is what YOU make it.  No matter what that may be.

Well, Piston is sleep-kicking me on the couch.  I probably better get the word out to you all via FACEBOOK.  Look for more posts in the future about random rants or words about life here so far away from my norm.  Or don't.  It's your call... I'm taking my sweet little four month old "baby" to bed.

Love and hugs to everyone that I miss in Kansas.
And thank you Rob for being patient with me since I moved here.  XO.