Moody is Me

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It's 48 degrees

Perfect time for the hot springs.

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Blah

I'm thoroughly blah. It's that weird stage between A. we fixin to pack all our shite and move somewhere new again and B. it ain't time yet to pack all our shite and move somewhere new again but it's so close. The kids are finishing up their school year here in Idaho. I'm memorizing the mountains. Montana where we are moving very soon, has less majestic mountains and more plateaus and rolling cowboy-ish old timey plains. You can see rolling hills full of cattle for miles in each direction. It's like an old timey cowboy movie set. Very cool.

So since it ain't time to pack and we won't be spending our summer here, I'm blah. That dreaded in-between stage has set in.

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Pimp the Mom

 So there I was minding my own business and blow drying my hair tonight. It was raining cats and dogs, the kid was bored to tears. I have in to the "let me do your hair mom" plea. It was easier than locking her out of the house in the rain. (She's strong!) Not to mention, I've really embraced my SAHM roots and frankly, other than blow dry and occassionally hit the ends with a straighener, I don't do or put anything in my hair. (Ballz, okay except hair color cause my shit is grey, happy)

 Ummmm after the first session, I ran outside to get a better look at this and yep, it's a hawt mess. God lord help me. I look like I have a 70's fro going on.

 She found me and pulled me back inside. (She's really strong) and then we got here. Better! Except I'm not too sure about the overall "do". But better, no longer a reject from another era.

 Then she tried to updo........ she ran off to answer a text from a friend so I was able to capture this before she tried again. Thank the sweet plastic baby Jesus on the dashboard, she tried again. I'm not really an abstract hair kinda girl. I'm too old for this shite, but apparently not old enough for a hello kitty tshirt, hello!

 This was her end result. She gave me sleek finger waves. (WTH is finger waves? I'm googling that)

Then her friend came by to grab her for a sleepover and I was able to go back to normal....... sweet victory.

Next time she's bored, I'm letting her do Duchess' hair.

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Mommy/duchess night....

At the monster truck rally. Hawt!!!!

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She's dressing herself, finally.

Lord help me.....

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This week....

I've managed to clean my house, not flash any golfers that now are consistantly in my backyard cause apparently the fourth hole is right under my house (sucky poo), and not prep one dang thing for our summer move. I really have to get my arse in gear and get ready for another move. I'm tired of having "storage boxes" so here we go again.... I'm playing Keep, Trash and Donate. Okay I lie, I'm playing Keep or Send that Shite to the Dump! I did alot of donating in Texas, I'm good for now.

No prospects yet on a house in Montana but we're walking on faith that God will provide. Otherwise it's school, school and more school as we gear up for the kids to finish up their school year and after this class I'm halfway though with my MBA. Yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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I need a nap, this weekend was rough

I once again have barely managed to survive the weekend. These people I live with are rough man. It doesn't help that Prin is now TALLER than my ass, and rubbing that shite in! Dave was here all week and finalizing things before he heads to Montana again. It was our first full week back from our long ass vacation (that rocked yo, be jealous!). The kids were settling back into a routine and I was trying to catch up on sleep. Murphy was just trying to avoid a bath and find the bacon under the table after every meal (cause I cook with bacon, ALOT). Some pics of the week/weekend... enjoy.

 We had Prin's BFF with us most of the weekend. I swear they could pass as twinkies. Those two keep me on my toes, mainly trying to keep them out of my makeup and shoes.

Murphy was sad watching Dave pack up his truck to leave, so we closed the patio curtain... yet he still sat right there. Sad boy.

 Driving through the nearest big city at night, it was purty. The rodeo got out late yo!

 I have no explanation except Dave took us to the fun place where we played games and she got these. She wore them for two days before I hid them.

 I "won" some fuzzy dice for my new truck. Dave hid them before he left. Turd.

Dinner out on the town with my girls........

This is her, "I'll make you smile, Daddy" pose. lol.

Posing while trying to pick up the candy she spilt in my new truck..... like I'm NOT gonna notice all the gummy worms all over the seat? please child.........

Posing in the fields, we live in the boonies. We were bored. I need to take them out for pics soon. Maybe they'll stay off everyone's equipment then.......

Holy crap, take note: I bought a dress. I think it's a little young looking for me, but it's cute with my boots and a cardigan. How very proper of me huh?

The 13 year old can now wear mascara. At her will. This is our way of easing into makeup. She's only managed to temporarily blind herself twice so far. Go Prin Go.

Ummmm Not sure what we were doing. But when rolling into town with the gangsta music blaring, we were pimping yo........

OMG, I may have wet myself over this one......... and I "may" have sent it out to five friends ;)

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B*tch is spoiled....

Dave got me a truck. I miss having a truck. I'm tearing the roads up!!!!

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We Respectable, Sometimes

So Easter means going into town to church functions...... and of course a quick trip for shocks (not mine, I swear!) But I thought it a kick that the H4G crew gots all done up and purty for Easter. It's rare that she see us all done up. :)

 This is my baby, Duchess. Ain't much of a baby anymore. She's a hoot.

 Check me out, I look like a 1950's housewife up in this beotch. Considering that I made two carrot cakes for the church luncheon, guess that adds up about right. Except it wasn't very 50's of me trying to corner Dave before church cause he was looking all hawt and shit in his "dress" clothes. ;)

 Princess and the Murphy.

 Princess and Dave, the daddy-boo.

 Duchess and her Big Ole Daddy.

 The respectable parents of these children. Dayum we are looking old and boring as shit. I may have let them jack my ass into a skirt but I wore my boots in protest. And Dave, dayum he was looking lickable. Shut up.

My precious kids. 13 year old Princess and 9 year old Duchess .... Idaho

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I have issues

So tonight I sit here pounding out references, digging through professional journals... all in the search for the best resources for an upcoming paper. Cause I have serious issues. I think our professor likes Dave more than me. Bullshit. My ego can't take it. Dayum it. I need professional help, lol. For the first time since starting the same school, Dave and I are in the exact same class with the exact same teacher and last week that teacher was all over Dave's discussions just eatting it up. Gauntlet thrown my friend. My competitiveness apparently knows no bounds. In fact, when our grades came in today for last week, I did a damn pelvic thrusting dance around the island in the kitchen celebrating my A. Dave, being Dave, could give two rat turds about being competitive. Sigh.......... he's killing me. So tonight I posted a well researched and thorough discussion and the professor jumped on it, another victory lap around the island and when I look up, Dave's in the other room looking at gun stuff on the computer. Shit, he totally missed the show.

I have issues.

And insomnia which is why I'm baking cakes for the Easter luncheon tomorrow and doing laundry and blogging at midnight.

I have issues.

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home sweet home

I'm home, and frankly exhausted! It has been a helluva couple weeks. So much fun. Gots to see my momma and daddy. Visiting with my family....... the only side effect, spending all day, every day with my babies up my butt crack. OMG, momma needs a break. So yeah I'm gonna just hide out in the bathtub all day for the next three days.

So before we went home, we went to Montana. I'm so proud of my man. He's done gone and gots himself promoted. That promotion means that the family is once again on the move. We will be relocating this summer to Montana after the kids have finished out the school year here. My traveling man has gotten himself a regular, home every night, boss man job. Bless his heart he's gonna be in charge of the operations for his company for that region, holy shit somebody catch me cause I'm gonna faint. I can't even put into words how utterly proud of my man that i am........... there are NO WORDS. And coming from me, that is saying something........... But since we were 19 year old kids determined to make it through this world together, we've been on our own. We've had family love and support from a distance, but us two we were in it together. We are blessed, truly blessed. I can't think of a thing makes me prouder than to see my husband succeed. I've watched him from the beginning... busting his knuckles, juggling two jobs to put diapers on our babies, serving our country, missing his wife and babies from the other side of the world, stuck working in a lab miserable, swinging a hammer, welding in 105 degree Texas heat, staying up late doing schoolwork for his degree covered in dirt, getting that degree and fighting his way through interviews to prove himself.

I'm proud, and I'm looking forward to being at his side everyday. Baby, you amaze me! And I do like Montana.......

That what I get for asking you if you couldn't have a picked a more remote place for us to move when we moved to Idaho, cause you did ;)

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I'm tired

Vacations are not suppose to be this tiring. As usual, I Griswald the utter shit out of any thing I put my hand to. Yesterday, I left my momma's and drove for hours, taking my babies to go and see my full family. Aunts, uncles, grandmother, cousins and etc.... My momma's family is truly a wonderful thing. And we all gathered up for a big ole dinner. It was laughing and funny stories galore. Then I spent this morning with my nanny before we headed out. Cause see there was a big ole storm coming this way and we were gonna try to beat it. Yeah, halfway that bugger gained speed and we hit huge winds and a little hail and lightening. We finally found a place to pull over and wait out that big ole nasty southern storm. Poor Duchess was hiding in the backseat with a blanket over her head. Not fun. Neither was sitting on the Interstate for 30 minutes in park behind a big ole tree across the highway. That was alot of fun I tell you. Three more days and I'm gonna fly home and collaspe into my own bed.

Once I'm there, I'm not leaving for a full weekend.........

It's been a blast but I'm weary. I'm a weary, weary girl....... I'm taking my panties home soon.

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