argghh

Okay so I have been saying for the last year that I am DETERMINED to loose this extra post pregnancy weight, and I am happy that I have lost a good majority of it, but I still have at least 15 pounds to go and have been slacking ALOT lately.... it hasnt been easy since April and simply because we had my birthday and Logans birthday(wich of course mean cake) and than we just had Miss Aysia's birthday so again CAKE!

But I have been 'bitching' for awhile now about how much I hate how I look and to be honest I am in dire need of a freaking makeover, but before I feel like getting a new wardrobe and a much needed haircut I should probably focus more on this figure(or lack of)

It has gotten so bad that tonight as I was cleaning up from the day.. loading the dishwasher...etc... I was also munching on a BAG of chocolate chips!
WTF! I mean I know that I dont need them and YES they were delicious but I dont want to look like the stereotype 'stay at home mom'
so here I go, AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!! Lets see if this time I can truly STICK to it

My baby

I cannot believe that my baby is now 1... where has the time gone.

We really just had a quiet day at home, and let Aysia bask in the 'lime light'

she is so cute and her personality is shinning more everyday... she is quite the character and has changed so much in just one short year... its amazing just how much we love our babies.

A baby will make love stronger, days shorter, nights longer, bankroll smaller, home happier, clothes shabbier, the past forgotten, and the future worth living for.

fast forward like a hundred years....

So here I am a married mother of 2, WTF!! Where has life gone.... I sit here on a Wednesday night with a screaming baby who is teething, yet again, and hoping that my 3 year old is sleeping in his new room( had to put him with Aysia, dosent want to sleep on his own) While my husband plays the computer and I watch reruns with my hair all a mess, not having yet showered, spit up on my shirt, bags under my eyes, stains on my clothes(from a day of playing in the yard with my babies) toys strewn about my once clean house, laundry slowly piling up, and knowing that deep down this TRULY is where I am the happiest in this thing we call LIFE and wouldnt want it any other way.

On days that nothing seems to go right and there is more yelling than laughter and I feel like sitting down for a little time out of my own( why should Logan be the only one getting those)
I look at what I have been given and what I get to look forward to and think, WHAT THE HELL IS MY PROBLEM... This life Rocks... my kids are healthy (minus the runny noses and colds) my husband is my best friend, my kids are my heart and my breath and my absolute soul.
I have some amazing friends( who I miss all the time, thank god for facebook hehe) a great family, a roof over our heads, food in the fridge....

So I guess I am living my ' happily ever after'


Now if only I could get more sleep in at night.....

Loving a Soldier

Loving a soldier is a high price to pay,loving him truly is hard when he’s away.It’s being alone with nothing to hold;it’s being young, but feeling old;it’s having him whisper his love for you;it’s whispering back that you love him too.There comes a kiss and a promise for more,as his plane slowly rises to soar;reluctantly, painfully, letting him go,while your insides are dying from wanting him so,watching him leave with eyes full of tears,standing alone with your hopes, dreams and fears.It’s sending a letter with the stamp upside down,to a far away love in a far away town.It’s going to church to kneel and pray,and really meaning the things that you say.Being in love will foster your dreams,of that far away soldier your mind fairly beams.Days go by, no mail for a spell,you wait for some word to hear that he’s well.Then a letter arrives, and you’ve given in,to open his letter and read it with a grin,yes, he is well and misses you so,it’s filled with the love you wanted to know.Weeks are like months, and months are like years,you wait for the day when you’ll have no more fears.Days go by slowly, how many have passed?Yes, loving a soldier brings bitterness and fears,loneliness, sadness and despondent years.Loving a soldier isn’t much fun,but it’s worth the price when the battle is won;and remember he is thinking of you everyday,he’s sad and he’s lonely while so far away;so love him and miss him and hold your head high,be strong and have faith, wipe that tear from your eye.It’s the high price you pay for loving a soldier

The engagement

Well after dating for 2 1/2 years, with lot of ups and a few downs Richie was planning on heading over to Bosnia for a 6 month tour. I was so ill prepared and truly not ready by any means to see this man I loved soooo much be leaving for half a year. There was so much stress knowing he was going to leave, so Richie planned a nice evening for the 2 of us, a night to get away, something romantic.
He picked me up from work and drove me to Fantasyland Hotel where he had set the room up with candles and had purchased some nice bottles of wine. We finally had some down time to spend with just us and not stress about his upcoming deployment.
The next morning before we were leaving Richie made us a coffee and told me just to sit and relax while he checked to make sure we wernt forgetting anything.
He reached over to the bed and grabbed a ring box, I was shocked and in disbelief as he got on his knee and made the most amazing speach(although I dont recall exactly what he said since I was bawling) I jumped up and screamed yes and he went to put the ring on my hand ( but I held out the wrong one) we kissed and I cried and was in utter shock and so excited. As we left the hotel I couldnt wait to get to the nearest phone to call EVERYONE I knew.
However a week later Richie was leaving for Bosnia, and through all the fears and tears I also had the excitment of planning our wedding, something I had been invisioning since I was a little girl, and now it would be coming true.

From The beginning

Well as you know Richie and I are happily married, but like ALL good things there was a beginning to our story.
I met Richie on the night of Sept 1st 2000.
I wasnt planning on meeting anyone new as it was just supposed to be a quiet 'girls' night, but as fate would have it things took a different turn.
It was really late that night and me and my girlfriends were all enjoying some much needed catching up, over a few drinks. We were outside enjoying the summer rain that had settled into the evening, a nice break from the heat of that day. The bars in the city were closing for the night wich ment that people were heading home and sure enough some guys walked past my friends house, we decided to stop them to talk and they invited us over for a drink, we obliged.
At some point one of the guys called Richie and tokd him to come over to join us, I heard him on the phone and was able to convince Richie to come over.
As soon as I seen Richie I had butterflies, there was something about this person that I was just so attracted to, and the funny thing was he hadnt even said hello yet.
After spending the night getting to know each other a bit I gave him my number and hoped that he might call sometime. I wasnt sure that he would though since he had informed me that he had been seeing someone for the last 2 years and I was shocked when he told me and a little disapointed but I figured it was worth seeing.

Well sure enough the next weekend I got a phone call from, you guessed it, Richie.
He told me he had to see me and that he was driving to my place... I was a little confused since there was no way he knew where I lived ( he thought I lived at the place i was that night)
When I told him I lived out of town, he turned the car around and drove the 30 min out of town to pick me up. I thought it was so sweet that he would do that and I got ready to met him again.

When his car pulled up I got the same butterflies I had got when I first met him, we drove around for hours that night, talking about anything and everthing. It was like we had known each other forever and it was only the secound time we even met.

2 weeks later Richie ended his relationship, as he says it was a long time coming and I dont know much about 'them' but after that we finally became an official 'us'

Do all married people Blog now

So I decided to join in on this new thing, be cool, part of the click, a member of the blogging world.

I figure that its a great way to wind down at the end of the day and share the stories that make up our life.

So here we go...enjoy the ride on our BLOG WAGGON hehe