I spoke too soon

My sister told me to add the charm necklace as a prediction of what will occur in the near fashion future. This is what I saw at Old Navy. I don't need to say anything else.

Like, Totally

I have had a few requests. First, the bubble shirt is out there everywhere, so it was suggested I throw one on my doll. I don't know who looks good in these. I mean, even if you're skinny, you're hiding all that good skinniness. And if you have a post-pregnancy fat blop, then it would fit and hang right in the bubble. Wait- maybe I should get one!

Also requested: the bangs and plastic charm necklace are predictions of future return 80's fashions. And the jelly bracelets, which were here in the 80's, back on the alternative kids 5 years ago, and still here from the 80's rebirth. It looks like they are here to stay!

I had to get rid of the purse. I couldn't even stand looking at it on my doll!

Another Graduation

How many of these things are there? I've been to so many. But I am proud, so I will post a pic.



Now that John is out of Navy Supply Corps School, he has to stay here for a 5 week department head class, then he'll be somewhat free until we move to CT for sub school in November.

Honestly, I can't wait to move to Bangor, WA so I can unpack boxes. Like I'll have time, but at least there is hope. We are getting on the list for officer housing. I have no idea how this is any different than enlisted housing. All I know is there is a 100 or so officer houses and 1300 enlisted houses, so I hope this means they are slightly bigger for all my crap. I heard they are brand new houses. We'll see. It will be less stress on John while he is on the sub knowing we are safe on a secure base. Yeah, the nuclear protesters might get in my way while I'm trying to get on the base, but I have a mini-van and lead foot if you know what I mean. If we don't get into base housing, there is a nearby Norwegian settlement town that I will be happy to live in. I could eat my lefse, every day!

The 70's leather bag

So I was at Target tonight again, and I saw the big ugly leather bags I've been seeing everywhere. Now I know that big purses have been in for quite awhile now, thank you Jessica Simpson, but when the big purse evolves into a retro nasty colored leathery barf bag, it's time to stop. The purse on my paper doll below just screams, "Oh good, there is a pocket for my cigs!" The cig pocket was the must have pocket for the 1970's purse and was located next to the baby bottle pocket. John says this purse looks like an old tan lady wearing a g-string. It's like the Rorschach inkblot test. What do you see?

My Paper Doll

Hey, what's shakin'?

I laughed so hard while photoshopping the shoes and pants on me. This blog is well worth it even if no one reads it.

I thought maybe I should wait until I find more items to put on me, but then I thought that it would be exiciting to keep on adding- like a paper doll!!

You're Kidding Me!

I did again. Actually, I didn't laugh outloud this time. I was angry. I believe what I said was, "Oh, I don't think so!", as I waved my hand around the stand of neon reeboks.

I didn't want to make this blog about food and fashion mishaps, but if that is all that is in my life currently, then so be it.

On a positive note, I did get to go to a big, big mall. The Mall of Georgia- the largest one here. Which is saying something 'cause the malls here are fantastic. The shoes in GA generally suck though. I guess that's what happens when you only need a pair of flip-flops most of the year. Seriously, I've only worn flip-flops since I moved here in early April.

Tacoma Narrows Bridge

If you don't know already, I am terrified of driving over bridges. This is a relatively new fear. I used to drive over the Huey P. Long bridge in the New Orleans area, a rickety awful bridge with a railroad on top, and I had no problem. It was not until I drove over the Chesapeake Bay Bridge (from Annapolis to the Eastern shore of MD) that this fear came about. It was windy and I looked down and the waves were way, way down there crashing around. Instant dizziness. I said I would never drive over it again, yet I somehow managed to make myself do it a couple of more times. It got to the point where I started to hyperventilate. Needless to say, all other bridges, at least the ones that have a steady climb to the heavens, are now on my fear list.

So, anyway, to get anywhere by non-ferry when we move, I will have to take the Tacoma Narrows Bridge. This area is notorious for having very high winds and the original bridge collapsed in 1940. Holy shit.



I was going to blog about this this morning and before I started I watched the news. Top story was a tractor-trailer going over the side of the Chesapeake Bay Bridge! Not on the very top, but still.

I think I will be OK with the TNB, even though I've never seen it. From pictures, it looks like it is flat and not climbing to the heavens, so I have hope. I can't be stuck in small town WA!

Oh, and has anybody driven to Milwaukee lately? I hear it is terrifying to go over those new overpasses. Why would Milwaukee make people go over a scary bridge or terrifying overpasses to get into their town. I believe I will have to plan some backway to get through.

New B&J Flava

If you go to a Ben & Jerry's store, which is the only way you are going to get this flavor, you have to try the Coconut Seven Layer Bar. I'm telling you. The only negative would be if you hate coconut. Obviously. I used to make these bars for my coworkers and they were a hit. A recipe from grandma. I used to make a section without coconut and, unfortunately, those biatches at B&J's won't do that for you.

What's in it? Coconut ice cream with coconut and chocolate flakes, walnuts, graham cracker and butterscotch swirl.

I laughed out loud

What are these you ask? You probably can't tell from the picture, so let me describe them. They are stretch pants. That look like a pair of jeans. I shit you not. I couldn't stop myself from laughing out loud. There was a college girl near me and I should have asked her if she would really wear them. I just can't picture someone actually purchasing them. Let me know if you see them on the street!

First blog, just a rant

I hate to have this story as an opener, but I did want to use this blog as an outlet for venting about my daily frustrations.

OK, so I "try" not to eat a lot of fast food, but having to drag two babies out, it is the only way I can eat in peace. It's the only time they are asleep. Anyway, I have been seeing this sign in the Popeyes window for awhile now. The one for buffalo chicken nuggets with ranch dipping sauce. Since I only go once a year or so, I decided today was the day. How exciting! I pulled up to the speaker and asked if I could get the buffalo nuggets. I was told by a painstakingly loud voice that, "NO, WE ONLY HAVE PREMIUM NUGGETS". I told the voice that even though there was a sign for the buffalo nuggets in the window, I would take the premium nuggets with sweet and sour sauce. I pick up my order, get home, dip a nugget into my sauce and- dammit! Buffalo nuggets in sweet and sour sauce! Can life get anymore shitty today? This was my chance to get those buffalo nuggets that I love at the big people restaurants, which I don't get to go to too much right now. They don't taste right without the creamy goodness that is ranch or blue cheese. Popeyes, you bitches!

Yes, this is the shit that happens to me everyday.