Somewhere Over the Camo: Piston

Showing posts with label Piston. Show all posts

at 4/06/2014

at 4/02/2013

at 10/11/2012

at 9/02/2012

at 4/18/2012

Sometimes I can dream of blog posts all day. The correct wording, the clever pictures drawn out through the most fabulous description words possible and even what images I will use to highlight my point. Then when it comes time to sit down and actually put my thoughts onto "paper" everything just sounds silly. I am almost self conscious. What are my readers thinking of my words? Do they laugh? Nod in agreement? Think I am just being silly? I love seeing comments pop through that share the thoughts that my readers have after reading my thoughts, rants, celebrations about life. It's almost like a validation. I am successful in proving my point. Which is exactly how I imagine every blogger feels when they get a reaction from a reader. I've grown to love this feeling but I find myself picking and choosing my words more often. To convey my feelings in the most direct approach while still evoking a reaction from you all. Is this normal?

Maybe that is why this is the second time I have sat down to try and produce a post about this last weekend.

Round two. Let's go.

Last weekend was a blink and you miss it type of weekend. I'm afraid that every weekend between now and Rob coming home is going to be that way because as of right now.. there is something planned for every weekend between now and then. But believe me I am absolutely not complaining about that one. The distraction is more than welcome. I guess it is safe to say though that the deployment has luckily started to speed back up again... hip hip hooray. **Knock.On.Wood**

Grand things accomplished this weekend:

-My first 3D movie.. I successfully watched, with no "I'm-about-to-get-sick" moments. Titanic 3D was great. Titanic period is great. But when the characters come to life in a three dimensional aspect it draws you in all the more. One of the patients at work told me last week that until you have seen Titanic on the big screen you have not truly seen Titanic. I do agree with her.

-Celebrating Mom's birthday with dinner and then the movie was time well spent. Again, my parents are the best and I am very thankful to have them around. I love how my mother can sit and let me talk about everything weighing on my mind for hours, and not complain once about repeat stories, or how ridiculous I might sound. Probably a mom thing though.. and someday I hope to provide that comfort for my children.

-An important detail of my relationship with my husband is no longer a contributing factor. As of Saturday we are a one car family. It is bittersweet in the fact that the Civic was such a big deal early in our relationship. Rob purchased it fresh out of basic training and it has gone many places since then. Recently the Civic has been nothing more than a bump on a log taking up valued parking outside of my apartment building (for which I am sure my neighbors hated..), so Rob finally pulled the plug and to Carmax it went with the intentions of replacing it come July. So far, no tears have been shed.

-Midwest Massacre 2012, as my sister's friend called it, occurred over the weekend. Friday afternoon I logged online, and one of my friends just a mile from my apartment had posted an image of the expected severe weather impact locations for the weekend. Cue my nervous energy. I am totally okay with thunderstorms. You throw in the word severe or a TorCon value ("the likelihood of tornado activity within a given time period-source) of 9 (out of 10, mind you) and I'm done for. Especially since I live on the third floor of an apartment building. I promptly called my parents and ~~asked~~ told them Piston and I were on our way for a sleepover. We ended up staying Friday and Saturday night.. and Kansas City MAYBE got some rain. Y'all can thank me... if I would have stayed at my apartment it would have been mass destruction. Better safe than sorry though. (Sidenote, there were parts of Kansas and other Midwest states that saw severe damage--I'm keeping them in my thoughts, and you should too!)

Result of massacre weekend=tired puppy.

-I had grand plans to scrub every inch of the kitchen and tackle the last of the dishes. That way I could put a call in to maintenance and get my dishwasher fixed, finally. Due to the unexpected planned massacre, nothing was accomplished. I'm okay with that.

-Since it is Spring time in KC (hello GAWGEOUS weather!!) the topic of bad weather has come up more than once. I am fully aware I can not always pack up and head to my parents when bad weather comes. So this weekend I called up the apartment complex to ask them where the tornado shelters are in the apartments/complex. This is what I was told: To get in the tub. This was what I figured my best solution was, as I have lived in Kansas my whole life and they start teaching tornado safety at a very very young age. She then went on to tell me that I could also make friends with my neighbor on the first floor (because relying on someone to be home when weather strikes is a good idea..) OR I could come up to the office... they have a basement but the maintenance guys use it for their shop, so it is full of golf carts, which may not make it the safest and they aren't always there (yes, she told me that... I'm dead serious) OR I can find out when the church across the street is open as they have a basement (a. it's not really across the street.. it's like down the street. b. I'm not going to run to the car with my furbaby and get in it to DRIVE to my tornado shelter..). I was floored.. I mean really?

-Mom and I were lucky enough to get a few hours to shop on Saturday. I picked up the most fabulous boat shoes ever. They aren't Sperry's, but I am in. LOVE. AND, I have found my dress for Rob's homecoming. I am way ahead of the game, and dang it I am so glad.

-Monday marked day one of working out again. Except I didn't do it in the complex gym. I just couldn't bring myself to actually break a legit hardcore sweat. Is that weird? Instead Piston and I walked about a mile and a half around the neighborhood. Which was a workout by itself. My dog insists on pooping.. in every single yard. It's absurd, and I usually end up dragging him around the neighborhood cause he isn't really pooping anything. I'm sure I look like a crazy lady, but I get my workout in. So it is definitely a win/lose situation that always ends up with me swearing up and down that it is the LAST time Piston gets to go on a walk that direction ever again. Today we walked again.. much shorter though and our usual path so that there was no crazy pooping schemes from my dog. Of course he then walked with his head up.. silly dog.

So there you have it folks. What you all have been missing out on due to my lack of proper wording that I could be proud of. Sometimes I feel I am way harder on myself than I am should be. But the end result is always something I am proud of.

P.S. Head on over to Sue's blog at Hello. Also, I love you. and read my April sponsor introduction. I'm so excited to be sponsoring over there this month, and look for a guest post in the future!

Always,

Amanda

Sometimes I can dream of blog posts all day. The correct wording, the clever pictures drawn out through the most fabulous description words...

at 3/31/2012

So I now have a two year old in the house. And hopefully the terrible twos passed during his second year in dog years. :)

His birthday "celebrations" started like this... sitting face to face with Rob on skype. I sat the computer down to go to the bathroom and heard Rob calling for me to come look.. and I come back to the room to find this. Seriously melted my heart.

After we woke up for the day it was an adventure off to the vet. We are working on getting Piston's allergies a bit better.. and today he got his first steroid shot. So far, so good. The other reason we had a vet appointment was to get an explanation for the funny little bump on his back left leg. Mr. Vet called it a some-fancy-word tumor. He wasn't able to tell me how serious it was though, unless we coughed up a huge chunk of change to get it removed (which will be happening in the future...). But he did say it's popular in young boxers, so I'm not too terribly stressed, yet. After a wrestling match to try and clean his ears we were off again... both already pooped for the day.

For a two year old boxer, Piston is an AMAZING car rider. He has tons of experience with his road trip from Maryland to Kansas and constantly being my partner in crime. Usually he just sits back in the seat with his legs extended like my own real life kid!

We stopped by my Mom's work next so that Piston could see his "Grandma". Some of her co-workers got to meet him.. he's pretty popular you know... you'd never guess though, it's not like he loves attention or anything..

Our next and final stop was the pet store to get a birthday treat. :) Yep, he's a dog.. I know. But he is also my child.

After we got home.. Piston quickly licked all of the icing off of the biscuit and then broke it into a billion tiny little pieces and ate every last crumb. I'd say birthday boy was pretty happy with his little treat. :)