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A Boy, A Girl, and The Marine Corps: A Love Triangle: October 2011

A Boy, A Girl, and The Marine Corps: A Love Triangle

"I cast my lot with a Marine and where he was, was home to me." ~ Anonymous.

Monday, October 31, 2011


So, a bunch of people have given me little blogger awards in the last few months.

Sorry, I usually try to follow the rules and post stuff, but I just haven't had time.

Right now, I'm sitting on my couch feeling horribly overwhelmed with everything that I have to get done before we leave for ball.



Sunday, October 30, 2011

We won FIRST PLACE!!!!

Because I think it's hilarious, I dress the pups up for halloween.  :)

So, this year, we took them to their vet's office and entered them into a costume contest there.  I also took them Doggy Trick or Treating at an event in our town.

Well, my pups won FIRST place in the costume contest at the vets!!!!!!!!  We won a years worth of free Revolution for the pup of our choosing.  I chose our male because he and our big girl can share.  :)

For the Dog Trick or Treat event today, basically, we registered in advance with a donation to a local rescue group and we got clues and went on a scavenger hunt with all the other pups.  Each location gives away various dog treats to the pups.  The store fronts (because this all goes on in our little city center) had tickets to give out to the pups they thought had the best costumes which allowed us to be entered into a grand prize drawing as a favorite costume.  :)  We only got one, but considering there were tons of dogs and 15 stores who all only got THREE to give out total, I call that a win! :)

And we entered them into the costume contest.  We'll see if we won in either case.  We had to leave before they announced the winners because the pups were getting worn out.  But they said they would email the winners.  

I love Halloween!!!

Pics from the Trick or Treating event:

I only took pics of a few of the dogs we met with super good costumes.  
This Great Dane was dressed as a cow with a sign that said, "Got Milk" 
How cute is this Old English Sheep Dog dressed as a hippy?  

This pup was dressed as Thing 1 from The Cat and the Hat

Our Little One!  Her hat wouldn't stay on.  LOL!

Our Boy switched to the Triceratops today. 

Our Big Girl was a Cavewoman

Our male awaiting to participate in the Doggy "Pie" Eating Contest.  It was actually dog friendly dinners.

He was waiting so patiently to be allowed to eat.  And that girl he's looking at is the person who was in charge of telling the husband to take the cover off the food.  He's so intently watcher her!  LOL!

Saturday, October 29, 2011

What's the deal with people?

Tonight, while walking our female doberman, we met a Whippet.  I told the owner that my dog was friendly, but that she is only 7 months old and is a bit exuberant.  She said her dog was friendly too, but when our female approached to greet the Whippet aggressed.  Like snarling, growling, lunging, aggressed at her... With NO warning.  Our poor girl yelped and bolted, luckily I had a good hold on her leash.  But she's a lover, not a fighter.  :)

But she is also sorta dumb and tried/wanted to go back to this dog and say hi again.  The owner was quick to grab her dog and scolded him for being a butt head and she apologized.  I was holding my dog, trying to diffuse the situation, and said, "No, he obviously doesn't like you," to her and smiled.  I laughed and started to say that she has issues understanding when other dogs don't want to play, but her friend cut me off and said, "issues with boundaries?"

Seriously?  That little, bitty, Whippet tried to take my dogs face off and MY dog is the dog with problems with boundaries?

I'm so sick of people trying to make my dogs the problem because they are large, and are Dobermans.

This is not the first time we've had a smaller dog aggress at one of our pups for no specific reason, only to then be told that it was our dogs fault.  One lady actually said, "I thought you said YOUR dog was friendly,"to my husband after her yorkie thing attacked our male unprovoked.

Having a small dog is not an excuse to not socialize them.  I know, I have one.  And having a small dog definitely does not automatically make someone else's dog at fault when there is a a scuffle.

So, I've decided that I'm no longer leaving my house.  I just don't think I can keep dealing with stupid people.  I mean, I knew we were going to meet breed bias when we got our pups.  I knew people were going to assume they were aggressive and what not, but I had no real concept that it also meant that people would try to accuse them of being aggressive when their unsocialized pups (or just plain mean pups) aggressed.  I would never do that with my little dog if she aggressed to a larger dog.   

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Love the fur kid

It was just too cute not to share. :)

Wednesday, October 26, 2011


Why is it, when you need a friend the most, when you need someone to understand you, it's 11pm, everyone is asleep and you realize that you don't actually have anyone to talk to, who will understand you anyway?

Why is it always the worst times that you realize this?

Should I stay or should I go?

There is something going in our lives that I have not shared.  Well, two very BIG, life altering things.

The first sort of informs the second, or the other way around, depending on how you look at it.

A very good friend of ours, another Marine in my husbands unit, who's known him longer than I have, who was part of our sword detail at our wedding--- During which he infamously referred to me by my maid of honors name during a congrats speech at our rehearsal dinner--- decided to check out of the unit.  We found out via FB.  It was crazy.  We didn't know what to think.  We actually thought he was joking!

Turns out, he wasn't.  He cited financial reasons.  It's valid.  He travels roughly the same distance as the hubs does, and has to take the same amount of time off work etc.  It got the hubs thinking.  How much are we paying for him to serve?  Turns out the going rate to be his rank, in his unit, where he is station is $1500 a year.  As in, we are paying $1500 a year for him to stay in the military.  This figure takes into account how much he gets paid to drill and all of that VS how much we lose in time taken off work, travel expenses, ball (which is a mandatory weekend for my husbands unit) and all other related expenses, like his uniform etc.  We lose $1500 a year.  That is nearly a months pay at my last job!

All this has added up to a discussion about him staying in.  I don't know how I feel about him getting out.  This little part of me says, "we could use that money!"  A little part of me says, "No more black out missions to other countries, no more deployments, no more last minute changes to our life that we can't do anything about!"  And this other part of me says, "But I'm so proud of him.  But he LOVES it."  And a HUGE part of me says, "Who am I if I'm not a military wife?"  It's so much a part of who we are.  It's always been the three of us.  My husband, the USMC, and me.  I've never known life with him without the other... Who will we be?  What will it do to our marriage?  What will it do to us as people?  Will we be different?

I have such mixed emotions.  SOOOO very much of who I am is because of our life as a Marine and his wife.  This life has made me stronger, more independent and positive that I can handle anything that comes my way.  I'm sure I will still be that on the other side of the Marine Corps, but will that part of me stop growing?  Will I stop getting stronger when I'm no longer constantly being pushed to my breaking point?  I don't know...

Now, scenario number two that has me all confused is a bigger one--- I think.  I'm not sure which will be more jarring.

I looked at my husband the other day.... I looked at him deeply because I have always said I don't want children.  I told him not to marry me if he ever had an inkling in his head that he might want them.  I told him that I did not and likely never would.

I looked at him the other day knowing that he is the only man that I could ever even think of having children with.  I have often wondered.  I have thought about it.  But every time I did, I would flash to crying babies in the middle of the night, teenagers talking back to me, college tuition... And I would think, "all of that, or a life on the beach when I retire.  HMMM.  I'm choosing the beach."  Until the other day, when I looked at him and thought, "What if we had a little boy who looked just like him.  Who would be our very own."  This doesn't mean I want babies.  I don't know for sure that I do.  But when I raised the topic with my husband, who has always said he didn't want them, well, he said he wasn't sure anymore either.

We are not sure about any of this.  We don't know what to do.  I have never wanted to be a mom.  I still don't know that I do.  And I doubly don't know if I want to be a mom WITHOUT the USMC in my life.  1. Sometimes I want my husband to go to drill to give me peace and time with the dogs to deal with them in my own way. LOL!  2.  Man on man, I think my husband would need to go shoot things a lot more often if we had kids and I don't know that he would be able to do that without drill weekends. HAHA!!

I have no idea to what end any of this will come to... I've been wrestling with it for a month or so now.  I don't know what we decided on either front.  I just don't know.  

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

My new addiction

Hello, my name is A Girl and I'm an Etsy addict!

Well, I have a sinus infection complete with wicked, mind numbing, thought altering headache.  It means that I have had to forgo couponing for the last two weeks!!!!  To think of all of the things I could be buying for hardly any money!  My current stock pile ( the itty bitty one that I have started) is worth over $100 and I spent around $20.  :)  I'm doing pretty good so far!  If only I didn't have to give up the last few weeks.

Also, being stuck at home with two puppy age dogs is enough to give anyone a headache... I have spent the last two days wondering exactly why I thought getting another dog was a good idea, and why I told my husband that a 7 month old was ok.  I'm crazy and prefer to never have a dull moment, I guess.

Still being unemployed, this all affords me too much time and not enough money to do what I wish I could.  It also means I have been getting creative and dusting off many of my forgotten, handy, homemaker skills.

Skill #1- Cooking.  I'm not amazing, but I decent now.  Saving money 101, lesson one = cooking at home.  :)  We pretty much did that anyway though.

Skill #2- Resourcefulness.  So, I would have loved to have purchased brand new picture frames for my little office re-do, but I think the mismatched, but same color ones have turned out well.  And it's motivated me to do more repurposing around the house.  :)

Skill #3- Sewing.  I purchased an inexpensive dog bed for the new pup, knowing that I would be considerably less angry if she destroyed it.  I have, so far, sewn two corners back together, and will be doing a third shortly.  LOL!  It also means that I was able to sew the cover from our boy's bed back on.  He has figured out how to open zippers.  This means that my super smart, denim covered doughnut bed with removable outer layer for easy washing, was, in fact, a total waste.  He is unzipping it and eating the stuffing without ever damaging the bed.  So, I had to sew it shut.  Silly, smart dogs.  :)

Skill #4- Baking.  I'm an excellent baker.  :)  It's one of the few things I take true pride in.  And I happen to have some very good dog treat recipes.  Since I now have three dogs, one of which is in basic training at my house, and the other two who have decided to refuse to do anything without also getting treats... Well, you can see where this is going.  :)  Luckily, our new pup is super smart and very food motivated, so it's not taking nearly as many treats as the other two to train her, but expensive none the less, so I'm making my own now.

All this has led me to a wicked Etsy addiction.  It started with someone posting a super cute dog ID tag on FB and saying she saw it on Etsy.  It has led me to discover that there are sewing patterns and all kinds of stuff for great prices.  It has also led me to look for things other people are selling and figure out how I could make them for myself.

I LOVE to support people I know with Etsy shops.  And I love to support small business owners, but we are not in a place for me to be buying things I can make myself.  And it's given me some great ideas for Christmas gifts and baby gifts for a number of people we know.  :)

It has also led me to wish I had some fancier things... Like a nicer sewing machine that doesn't stick at random and decide to snag.  This is because I got the machine from my mother who bought it some time prior to my birth.  But it works and I'm usually able to trouble shoot it.  It will do for now.  And did I mention it was free?  HEHE!  It also has me longing for a fancy Cricut paper cutting machine, which I have wanted forever!!! And it has me very sad that I don't have a sewing machine that quilts or embroiders.  All things that would be handy.  But I'm sure I will make due.  :)

Oh, the things I can make!  

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Worn out!

I pick the absolute best times to catch colds!!!!  HAHA!

I have a new, 7 month old puppy and I have a 1 year old puppy who has regressed in his training.  He seems to feel that if she doesn't have to stay in her crate and sit and all of that then neither does he.  Sometimes I really wish I could reason with dogs. I would explain to him that it's because she doesn't fully know those commands yet. :)

I also have to go grocery shopping and put away laundry.  Oh, and I have to find time to take each dog out individually, so that they know they are not forgotten.  And yesterday, my head hurt so badly that I was too nauseous to finish clipping my coupons, let alone plan my trip today!  And I'm having friends over for dinner on Sunday!!!

Our male really likes to play with the new puppy, but is suffering from some extreme jealousy.  It's been a little tough.

All this adds up to being worn out.  A lot of the issue is that I have to get up in the morning, walk the puppy, then walk our male, then convince her to get back in her crate via treats, then get her to wait like the rest of the pups, then feed the pups... But she eats really slow and my other two inhale their food, so then I have to get the other pups back in their crates so that she can finish eating in peace.  Then I have to go about my day.  That whole process takes over an hour, and just makes me exhausted by the end of it.

But she is so smart and so well behaved and has such a good temperament.  She is catching on to the way our household works very fast.  I hope that means that these long days working with the three of them will be done soon...

We were SOOOO crazy to get a third dog.  Let alone a puppy.  She has brought out the dorky, spazy, kid in our male.  It has made me remember that it's not just his body that is not full grown yet.  Sometimes, he was so good, I would forget that at 13 months old, he's still just a baby.  I basically have a snotty two year old.  LOL!  So, I have two puppies and an adult Min Pin, which is like having a toddler in the terrible twos FOREVER!!!  :)

I can feel my sanity slipping away into the deep abyss....

Sunday, October 16, 2011

It's official, We are Bat S*** Crazy!

The hubs decided I couldn't get the old man min pin.  His exact words were, "I just don't think I'm ready for another dog."  Famous last words...

Meet Butthead #2.  She is our new 7 month old Doberman rescue pup.  She will be living with us for two weeks on a trial basis to be sure she is the right fit for our pups.

This all came about because I kinda wanted another dog.  I'm not sure why really, it just seemed like we needed a third kiddo to round out our little gang.  But the hubs kept saying no.  I really wanted either a little 8 week old baby, or a full adult, but really I wanted an adult dog.  I felt like we needed to look at rescues to find an adult that needed a good home, and to save my sanity.  Another puppy in a house with a one year old puppy would be a bit much, don't ya think? That worked so well, right?  

Our local dog store was holding an adoption event for Seattle Pure Bred Rescue.  I had talked to them in the past, but they didn't have any min pins at the time and also didn't have any dobies that were multi dog household friendly.  So, we got Butthead #1 and called it a day.  Well, today, they were there with their Doberman division and bunch of dobies to be adopted to good homes.  They had a bunch of wonderful dogs.  The hubs just wanted to go see what they had available.  LOL!  

We went and met a bunch of dogs... One red female took to me right away!  They were amazed.  She had shied away from everyone, but then I walked over and she walked up to me, let me pet her then tried to sit in my lap, even though I was crouching, not sitting.  I wanted her!  She was two and pretty mellow.  But she didn't seem all that interested in the hubs.  He directed me to a little black female puppy who loved everybody she met.  He liked her.  We talked about it, but weren't sure because we both liked different dogs... But, I understood his desire to not have another dog that only likes me (clearing throat, The Little One).  So, we decided to talk to the rescue about the little black female.  Hubs went home and got the pups and brought them down to meet her.  They did great.  Butthead #1 seemed to really love her.  They were a match from the start!  He was so happy and would bark at her when she was paying attention to someone else or another dog.  So, the foster dad brought her to our house to see how it would go, and also to do our home inspection.  He thought we had a great home and a good set up and our trial began immediately! 

So far, she's doing great.  The Little One in indifferent to her arrival, as usual.  Butthead #1 loves her, but is incredibly jealous.  We might have a little issue to work out with that.  But they get along great and play very well together and are wearing each other out. 

We'll see how the next two weeks pan out.  But I love her!  :) 

Friday, October 14, 2011

The newest DIY Queen!!!

Yes, I have joined the DIY movement.  :)  Mostly out of necessity.  We couldn't afford for me to buy all the fancy things I want for my office, so I decided to figure out how to repurpose some stuff and make the rest.

Here is my adventure in DIY office decorating:

So, I had a bunch of photo frames that had pictures in them that were random colors.  Most of them were a maple color, a few were various shades of red or maroon.  Many of them predated my relationship with my husband (the ugly ones, the belonged to him LOL!).  I took some left over spray paint and painted them all black.  I did purchase four additional frames.  They were buy one get one for a penny at Michael's, a craft store near my house.

About a week or so ago, I purchased a set of cubes, and one large cube unit to use in the office, but had no distinct plan for them.  I decided to use them purely as decoration.

I then used my hot glue gun to attach black ribbon the the backs of them so that I could hang them.  I didn't have any picture hangers on hand and was trying to do this as inexpensively has possible, so I simply made bows with the ribbon and then used the hot glue gun to attach them to the nail faces to hide them.  I got the idea to hang the frames with ribbon after seeing a frame I loved at the craft store that wasn't part of the special, but was hanging with ribbon.  I decided I really wanted to do something like that.
The little pails holding the pens etc were purchased at Michael's for $2 a piece and the little tins in between them were just 99 cents!!!  I found them in the wedding gift box aisle, they were advertise to be used for wedding favors.  I'm using them to hold paper clips and push pins. I'm currently debating about adding black ribbon or bows or something to them.  I'm not sure yet.

And of course, I have to have the USMC flag somewhere!!  LOL!

My best idea (which I stole from the blog I Heart Organizing) was the cork board.  I couldn't find one I liked that didn't cost a small fortune.  So, I used one of the frames I bought and removed the glass.  I purchased some squares of cork board, which came in a four pack for just a few bucks and trimmed them down to fit in the matting that came with the frame, then added a picture in the middle.  :)

The same blog had an example and free template of a little "To Do List."  I currently have it printed on white paper.  I would like to eventually make my own using all of my scrap booking stuff, but we'll see when/if I have time.  The matching frame to this one is currently empty.  I plan to paint the glass with the chalk board paint and use it as a little chalk board.  :)  The frames themselves were my husbands and were HIDEOUS!!!!  They were a weird color of red and looked plastic, in spite of being actual wood.  They had a weird boarder on them too.  But painted black, I actually think they look really nice.

I also wasn't sure what to do with my little set of three cubes.  I decided to hang them slightly off from each other and put Schmonkey and his bride on them.  I then added some little knick knacks we have that I didn't know what to do with.  We recently had family pictures done and I plan to frame one and hang it below these to make the wall feel a little more decorated.  It's a large blank wall and I would like there to be more to it.

So, that was my adventure into the DIY world.  It took me all day, but was really fun!

I have to get more ribbon to finish a few frames I was able to hang, but not cover the nails.

I think it turned out pretty nice.  :)  But I might be biased.  :)

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Blah and unsure are not a good combo

Well, if I was feeling BLAH before, I have no idea what I'm feeling now.

I heard from that job I really wanted last Friday (after my post about the conference).  They contacted me and said sorry for not contacting me... They also said they wanted to discuss taking me on as a per diem basis and that I will be their first call for a full time position when one arrises.  Well, I heard from them again today, and the earliest they would be able to take me on is in January.  And that is best case scenario.  So, I'm not sure what to do about that.

On the one hand, it means I have time to finish the house and get my deviated septum fixed.  On the other hand it means being unemployed for another three months minimum.  But, how can I, in good conscience, take a job anywhere knowing I am just waiting to hear from this one as to when they can take me on?  That is a terrible thing to do.  If it was going to be a year or 6 months maybe, but I will hear from them in three.  That's just terrible to do to a place.  So, I'm not sure what to do on that front...

It's good and bad.  It's good because I sorta wanted to get my nose fixed and spend a little more time at home.  It's bad because three months is a little more than I planned.

Would any of you apply for jobs knowing you will likely be leaving them in a short period of time?

Not sure how I feel?

Well, I just don't know how I feel today.

I was motivated to do a bunch of stuff on my To-Do list, but the hubs has thoughtfully organized the garage and now I can't find my stuff!  I tend to save things like kitchen jars and such, and I have  lovely box of a bunch of jars from Ikea that I want to use to organize some stuff in the garage, but I can't find them now...

That coupled with some jarring news via FB, makes for a weird day.

This thing is, I applied for a job at a friends clinic because she asked me to.  The job is fine, the clinic is nice, but it wasn't my first choice of jobs.  Someone else I know interviewed too and I thought she was MUCH better suited for the job.  That said, the office manager asked me to contact her if I wanted to progress with my application.  She knew up front, before I interviewed, that I was waiting to hear about the other job.  I emailed her on Thursday that I was interested in progressing... She never responded.  Then I found out that she offered the job to my friend last night.  I'm not mad that I didn't get the job, but I'm a little pissed that I found out about it via FB.  How unprofessional is it that she didn't even contact me?  Especially since I contacted her.

This seems to be a common theme in the vet industry and I'm getting frustrated.  I've had a number of friends tell me that they did interviews and working interviews and jumped through all kinds of hoops for a job and then weren't told they didn't get it.

I'm feeling a bit... disenchanted.

I don't know how I feel today.  I'm feeling sad and frustrated, but happy to home more.  I'm torn between wanting to be a tech and wanting to stay home and be a better wife to my husband.  The house seems so much more peaceful now that I'm home more.  The hubs seems to like it better that way.

I don't know.  I want to finish all this stuff around the house, but I can't seem to make a decision... I don't really want to be lazy and just sit around, but I seem to be lacking inspiration to do much.

I'm just sort of BLAH.  Maybe tomorrow will be better....

Monday, October 10, 2011

Betty White and National Vet Tech Week!

It's been nice to be home!

I just returned yesterday afternoon from my conference.  Yes, I did manage to make it, though I missed the first day.

But I woke up today to be reminded that it's National Veterinary Technician week.  :)  So, there have been a lot of people in the vet industry praising us.  Which is nice, considering we were completely overlooked at the Gala I attended.  But that's another story.

Here's a Vet's description of what we do:
The Role of Veterinary Technicians
This week, National Veterinary Technician Week, is when we pause to celebrate the wonderful technicians veterinarians rely on. But really, veterinarians know that a week could never be enough, so much do we owe our veterinary technicians.
Consider …
They are the pet whisperers who soothe an anxious cat or dog in an exam room, who always have a kind word and a sweet snuggle for an animal in the waiting area, exam room or surgery. 
They are the skilled nurses who insert IVs, wrap wounds, clean teeth and monitor anesthesia.
They are the first responders who are always in the front lines to help animals when there’s a disaster.
But more than any of those things, veterinary technicians are without a doubt the glue that holds veterinary medicine together, and the oil that makes all the parts work together smoothly. Highly trained, highly skilled and highly committed, veterinary technicians handle the care of animals and the education of pet owners. They are skilled surgical nurses and keen diagnosticians, savvy handlers of all kinds and sizes of animals, and of pet owners and veterinarians alike. No good veterinarian takes for granted the contributions of a great veterinary technician. I know I sure don't."
Pretty  nice.  Sometimes, vets forget to appreciate us.  It's nice to know at least one of them out there doesn't take us for granted.  HAHA!

A couple things that float around FB off and on:
‎"I have come to the realization that A LOT of people don't know what a Veterinary Technician is or what our job entails. Let me just give you a breakdown! I AM an anesthesiologist, an x-ray technician, a maid, a surgery assistant, a loving hand, a pharmacist, a teacher, a mortician, a coroner, a shoulder to cry on, friend to cry with, a ...sucker for a furry face, a face to lick, a midwife, a delivery nurse, a dental hygienist, a vet’s best friend, a pet’s best friend, a babysitter, a physical therapist, a mother, a playmate, a chew toy, a protector. I CAN make the pain go away, save a life, see what’s wrong, clean anything, ease a mind, fill a drug order, show the right way, end suffering, give kisses, get kisses, clean teeth, & bring someone to do the right thing. I HAVE a strong stomach, endured countless scars, scratches, and bites, cried with a stranger, cried into the fur of too many lifeless bodies, a big heart, a thoughtful mind, the strength to do the right thing even when it hurts, the ability to fall in love in 5 seconds, and the deepest love for all creatures. I AM A VET TECH."
"Right now a Veterinary Technician is helping a Queen become a mother, is holding the paw of a dying dog, is inserting an IV into a kitten, is listening to a Pet Parent tell a story, and is missing their own pets while caring for others. Vet techs all over the world are saving lives!! Re-post if... you are a Vet Tech, love a Vet Tech or appreciate a Vet Tech!"

So, hug a Vet Tech today.  :)

Also, some pictures from my conference:
Betty White was the Keynote speaker at our Conference Gala.  She has a long history with WSU and their vet school.  This year was the 100th anniversary of the WSVMA, so she came to honor us, but it was we who were honored!
She received an honorary lifetime membership to the WSVMA
She was also given an honorary alumni status from the WSU Vet School, complete with white jacket.
She was so touched she teared up as she thanked us, then she offered to spay or neuter our pets!  LOL!  So funny!
And I got to meet her and get her autograph!!!  WHOOHOOO!!!!
This is me with John Keister.  If any of you are from the Seattle area, you will remember him from the local hit Almost Live, which ran Saturday nights after SNL.  He was hilarious as the MC and was a pleasure to meet.  :)
So, hug and thank a vet tech this week and be SUPER jealous that I got to meet Betty White and John Keister!

Happy National Veterinary Technician Week!!!

Friday, October 7, 2011

What is the Universe trying to tell me?

The last 15 hours have been the biggest emotional roller coaster I think I've ever been on.  Seriously.

Let me start by explaining who I am- I am a planner.  I plan, I have a contingency plan, I have an additional back up plan, and then I have a plan for what to do when what I'm planning for actually works out in the long run. I do not hang my hopes high on dreams.  I do not put all my eggs in one basket, EVER.  I do NOT ever want something so badly that I'm devastated when I don't get it.

That is, until the job.  I didn't realized how badly I wanted it, until I was utterly crushed and devastated that I didn't get it.  That is not me and it's an awful feeling.

My life philosophy can be summed up by one example:  When we were looking at houses to buy, I told the our agent that I would never love a house so badly that I wouldn't be able to walk away from it.  If I make an offer on a house I "love" and they counter offer something that I deem unacceptable, then I don't buy the house.  Period.  I feel that way about most things.  Well, aside from my husband.  :)

I believe that I will have the things I want because I work for them, not because I dream of them.  I work on our finances to make our life happen.  I believe in dreaming big, but I believe you have to work to make those dreams come true.  Hanging all my hopes on a dream job is foolish.  But I did it anyway.  And I didn't even fully realized it.

So, I didn't get the job.  Within minutes, I got a phone call from my friend who was supposed to carpool with me to the conference.  She told me she didn't want to leave until the afternoon, so I would need to drive myself this AM.  Awesome, I paid for the conference and included today, but I don't really have the money to drive myself.  The hubs got a paycheck that is quite a bit less than usual this week.

Then our internet router stopped working last night.  Right in the middle of me talking to my husband about my concern about putting out the money it's going to cost me to attend my conference.  He was frustrated because I paid for the conference.  I was frustrated that he wasn't willing to hear my immediate concerns.  I told him that I didn't want to talk to him about it anymore and that I was going to bed.  He told me he wanted a divorce.

He didn't mean it.  He was mad.  And he has never handled it well when things get tough.  And he really doesn't handle things well when it involves me being sad or hurt etc.  But it was a tough situation to deal with.

I went to bed undecided if I was going to go to the conference.  I woke up and decided I would.  Finances be damned, Betty White is going to be there and I want to meet her.  :)

I got ready and tried to grab all of my last minute items that couldn't be packed ahead of time.  Like the laptop cord.  Which my husband took with him to drill and now I can't find it.  We have two, so it wouldn't be so big of a deal if he hadn't, unbeknownst to me, plugged our second one in under the couch.  I can't even figure out how he did it, but the couch is too heavy for me to move on my own and I can't reach the plug to unplug it.  I don't even know where that plug would be.  And I really don't know why it's not plugged into the surge protector that is next to the couch like everything else is.

So, I'm sitting here at 9:31am, wondering what on earth the universe is trying to tell me.  Am I supposed to stay home?  Am I supposed to wait to leave until later in the day? I should be on the road already!! If I don't leave in the next half hour, I'm going to miss the second session of classes today.  Then what?

It feels like the signs are pointing to me staying home... But then I'm out the cost of the conference, which sucks.  But then we wouldn't be facing some of the other decisions we need to make.  I don't think the conference will make or break us per se, but I worry about taking off for three days when we need to be formulating a new plan.  I don't know what to do.

Sometimes I'm dense and I need the universe to smack me up side the head with a giant neon sign pointing me in the right direction.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

It's officially time to panic

Well, I was up for a job I really wanted.  I posted that I didn't get it.  Turns out, that was wrong.  They were just taking their sweet time making a decision.

So, I waited.  I waited and waited.  I got a text about a half hour ago from my friend who works there telling me she was sorry that I didn't get the job.  I cried.  I probably cried out of the pure shock.  Or out of the intensity of the anxiety I have been feeling for two weeks while I patiently waited to hear from them, but secretly jumped in anticipation each time my phone rang or I got an email.  I'm so disappointed.

What sucks?  They didn't even bother to contact me and tell me I didn't get it.  I had to hear it from my friend.  What sucks more?  I got let go from my job over this all.  True, I had already resigned, but when I had to take two days off of work to accommodate their time frames for meeting with them a second time and jumping through more hoops, my job called and told me not to bother finishing my final week.  I missed out on 50 hours of pay to jump through hoops for a job that didn't even bother to tell me I didn't get hired.

And now, I have nothing.  My husband had decided that I shouldn't apply to other places while I was waiting to hear from this job.  We are now entering the slowest time of year in the vet industry, so jobs will be slim pickings.  I missed out on 50 hours of pay that we could really use to tide us over while I start my job hunt all over again.  Not that we aren't doing well, it just sucks to go through all of that for a job that didn't even have the courtesy to contact me to tell me I didn't get it.

I'm just disappointed and little irritated.  Oh, and did I mention a little panicked?  Sorta sucks to have no plan.  Well, for me it does.  I'm a person who plans and always has a back up plan and now I have nothing.

Ah, well.  Life will move on I suppose.  At some point, some day, I will find where I fit in life and be happy about it.  Until then, I look come up with a new plan.

I must be crazy!

So, I have a bit of a soft spot for pets... I'm a vet tech, it sort of goes along with the profession.  When I was little, my parents wouldn't let me have any small pets like gerbils or anything.  I made up for this by adopting cats.

Once, when I was in grade school, I was visiting a friend's family on the peninsula of Western Washington.    On the way home, a gentleman was giving away free kittens.  I asked what was going to happen to the ones he didn't give away, he told me he was going to drown them.  I promptly agreed to take the runt just in case he was telling the truth.  My parents were pissed, but they didn't make me give the cat away either.  :)  I did this more than once in my life.  HAHA!

Today, I found out that our local human society is doing a free weekend.  As in, adopting the animals is free this weekend.  I decided to look at their website for a Min Pin.  Given that I have one, I love them and have always wanted two.  I've been keeping my eye out for ages.

They have one.  He's an adorable old man.  He's 10, but Min Pins live forever.  I spoke with the human society about him.  He's been there for a year.  He was adopted in July, but the owner got very sick and had to return him because he couldn't care for him anymore.  It breaks my heart.  They said he's a pretty standard Min Pin.  He's really healthy, he's friendly, likes other dogs and is very mellow.  I'm already in LOVE!  The catch is that I'm going out of town tomorrow morning for a conference.  I will be gone all of the days they are running their free promotion.  The typical adoption fee for a purebred is $250!!!!

I'm trying to get the husband on board.  He's thinking it over right now.  They are open until 8pm tonight, so we might be able to go meet him together, then the hubs could pick him up tomorrow when the free event starts.  We'll see.

I'm crazy for even thinking about it.  But I've wanted a second Min Pin pretty much since we got The Little One.  But I've been putting it off so we could get our Doberman... which we have.  :)  Since the pup would come with all his shots and neutered and all, to get him for free would be amazing!  All we would need to do is get him into the vet for an initial exam.  We have extra leashes and collars.  We have toys and all of that.  We have more then enough treats and dog food, all we would need is another bed.  Hardly any out of pocket expenses up front.  And since he has no health issues yet, we wouldn't be out a lot of money on the vet care front.

It's silly.  But I really want this dog.  I have a soft spot for Min Pins and it would be so nice to adopt one who needs a home like this little guy.

I just gotta get the husband to agree to it... 

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Words to live by

Steve Jobs passing was not a huge shock.  He had end stage cancer, and had for a while.  But he left us with a number of wonderful ideals to live by.

1.No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.
Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
2. When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.
Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.
3.Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They invent. They imagine. They heal. They explore. They create. They inspire. They push the human race forward. Maybe they have to be crazy. How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art? Or sit in silence and hear a song that’s never been written? Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels? We make tools for these kinds of people. While some see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.
Ok, so the third one was actually from an Apple commercial, but none the less, these are ideals that we should all be so optimistic as to live by.
Sometimes you don't realize what has changed your life, or who, until they are gone.  A good friend of mine is losing someone he loves, very slowly.  We have all lost someone.  
Next month will mark the 10 year anniversary of having lost two very special people to me.  I lost them back to back in unrelated car accidents.  I was 18, thought I was invincible, and had told myself that my friend in a coma wouldn't die because God wouldn't take both of my friends like that.  I was so angry when he died.  I was more angry that he was in a car accident while I was attending one of my very good friends funerals.  The literal same day.  I was heart broken to have to learn, at such a young age, that people you love die.  And sometimes, it makes no sense.
My friend, who's funeral I was at.... She was one of the most beautiful people I have ever known.  She smiled all the time.  I loved her more than she ever knew.  I miss her more than I ever tell people.  I think of her so often.  She was supposed to work that weekend.  She wasn't even supposed to be camping in the mountains when the driver lost control on a gravel road.  She shouldn't have been sitting in the front seat, in the exact location where the car collided with the tree that killed her.  And she SHOULDN'T have been the only one seriously injured.  Why did everyone else walk away?  I will never know.  
I will never understand why she died, or why my other friend had to die so soon afterward.  It was just over a week.  He was in a coma.  They had removed part of his skull to help ease the pressure from the swelling in his brain.  One day, he just wasn't there anymore.  Why did he have a health issue that prevented him from being able to wear a seatbelt?  Why did that mean he was throw from his vehicle?  I will never know.
This all brings me back to today.  Steve Jobs was just the CEO of a major computer company.  He was just a guy.  But he was a guy who's ideas have touched us all.  And his thoughts and ideals of how we should live will resonate long after today.  
You never know who will be the people who touch your life.  And you probably won't even realize they have until they are gone.  I'm laughing as my friends post on FB how far reaching into their lives this mans ideas are.  How much have his inventions changed your life?  I'm typing this on my Mac as we speak.  
And my lovely Ivy and my wonderful Tanner.  How they touched my young life.  How I had no idea until they weren't there anymore.  But the best thing that ever happened to me, was realizing my own mortality.  When you're young, you don't think about dying, that is something you do when you are done living life.  But when you are young, and are faced with having lost people you love, young people like you, who have were just starting to live life.... Well, I learned that sometimes people die.  Someday, I too will die.  I will have no control over when.  That means I have no time to waste.  I need to love what I do.  I need to live life.  I need to love life.  You never know when it's gone.  
Steve Jobs what right, remembering that I'm going to die has been instrumental in my life in helping me make decisions.  I hope we can all remember his words, his passion and his ideals well into our futures.  They are important life lessons that some learn sooner than others.  

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Extreme Couponing week #1

First trip in my extreme couponing world?  15 bottles of Propel, retail of 20.85, I paid just $5.85.  Savings of 72%. Two tubes of Crest toothpaste, and four cans of Progresso soup, retail of 18.34, I paid $3.29.  Savings of 83%.  I did the rest of my shopping at the commissary.  3 Top Ramen noodles, 3 Uncle Ben's Ready Rice, 1 Uncle Ben's white rice, 2 Mio drink mixes, 1 Digiorno Pizza, 1 box frozen orange chicken, and 1 tube toothpaste (the husbands favorite brand).  Total after coupons?  $23.85.  Grand total spent today- $32.99.  :)  Not too shabby.  Though, We did a massive shopping trip, with coupons at the commissary last week, so I had considerably fewer items on my list this week.

I also have the added bonus of the commissary.  This means that no matter what, I'm never actually paying retail for my groceries.  This is great considering the Seattle area is well know for having some of the highest grocery prices in the country. I still count it as a win.  With the commissary prices and my coupon use, I generally am able to save an average of 60% or more each week.  If I can parley the use of the commissary and the local grocery store sales into closer to 70 or 80% each week, all the better.  

Feeling pretty good about my week.  I was hoping to get all of our groceries for under $50 this week.  Mission accomplished.  :)  This means I have enough money left over to buy ink for the printer!  HAHA!!!

Monday, October 3, 2011

Painting the house again!

So, as promised, the pictures of the two latest rooms that I've painted.

The spare room was painted months ago, but I needed to clean up and organize before taking pictures.

So, without further ado!  The pictures!

Sorry, there are no before pictures... But really, it's the same room with white walls.  Well, aside from the bookshelves.  :)

The bookshelves are awesome!  They took ages to put up and even longer to get everything put away.  The issue was the bookshelf that fought back, as many of you may remember.  HAHA!  That and I'm a bit neurotic about being organized, but also have it look nice.  I did a lot of putting things away, then taking them off the shelf again.  

This picture is an example of how the room isn't finished.  I'm looking to put some type of cork board and organizer here, as well as shelves.  I'm also going to get picture frames for the stuff under the desk.

The closet is the same as when I had it redone, but I reorganized it.  I got some great looking boxes at Ikea and have used them to maximize space. 

I LOVE the color of my bedroom.  It's sort of a blue/green color, but the camera didn't pick it up well.  It's really lovely in the sunlight.  

This is my favorite picture.  The little hall to our bedroom door looks so much better now that it's painted!

Now, I just have the two halls/stairways and the two bathrooms.  The bathrooms will have to wait until we decided what we are doing with them.  I don't want to take the time to paint if we end up redoing some of the stuff we want to.  I would end up having to paint again.

One of the halls I can paint myself, I just need time, a small scaffolding and the paint.  :)  The other hall will require a professional.  

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Crazy Couponer?

Well, I have been having some really great success using my coupons over, nearly, year.  I'm saving an average of $10 at the commissary per week.  This is actually pretty good considering, until recently, I was only using the free coupons I would get in the mail.

I'm now saving a bit more than that each week, I'm getting a Sunday paper.  Actually, I get two... It's sort of a fluke as to how I ended up with two, but they are different papers from slightly different areas, so I get slightly different coupons in each.  The husband and I have discussed adding a third paper, or seeing if any friends want to get one and I'll do the leg work, but we'll share the savings with them.  The theory I came up with is that I throw away a bunch of coupons for stuff we don't use.  I don't need fabric softener, I have dryer balls, I don't need baby products and I can't use grocery brand makeup because of my acne.  So, if we could combine the coupons we don't use and ones we do, to split the savings with someone, that would be awesome.  We'll see if we do it though.

For now, I have decided to take my savings to the next level.  I've realized that I can do better with a little effort.  So, I made the big push today.  I started a full on coupon binder!  Complete with categories and dividers, and eveything!  It's nerdy, but was a good way to spend a day, since I'm still sick with the crud and didn't have much energy to do much else.  :)

I got the Table of Contents and the Category dividers from The Krazy Coupon Lady at www.thekrazycouponlady.com.  She has the best website ever and this is one of her free downloads.  It was awesome.  My coupons had already been divided by category, but I only had three or four.  She has subdivided, and has like 36!  Love it!!!  The freakishly organized, OCD, nerd in me was in a little bit of homebody heaven today.  HAHA!  I even pulled out my little paper trimmer from my scrapbooking tote (you heard that correctly, I have a tote with wheels and compartments and all for my scrapbooking stuff. I'm a big, huge nerd!!!)  to help me cut through my Sunday inserts that much faster.

My only issue now is that I'm going to have go into a bit of a full on Crazy Couponer world for a few weeks.  I haven't used a civilian grocery store in almost 6 years, so I have no idea how to compare what is a better deal to get on sale at, say, Safeway, VS. what will be a better deal to get regular price with a coupon at the commissary.  Today, I sat down with my Sunday ads and made a little spread sheet of what the price was, and what the final price was going to be with a coupon.  The problem is, there were only like 5 things that I knew the prices for at the commissary off the top of my head... So, starting Tuesday, I will be be going with a spreadsheet and grocery list to the commissary, with coupon binder in hand, to compare prices and get what I can, then head home to my local grocery store to get what is cheaper there.

It's gonna be a bit crazy for a while.  It's going to take a few months to get the hang of sale cycles and retail prices and sale prices etc.  The commissary doesn't really do that.  But, my hope is that I can combine the retail sales and the commissary everyday prices to maximize our savings to really cut down on our grocery spending.  That is our #1 expense each month, as I'm sure it is for most people.

So, be prepared!  I'm making the scary transition from normal, everyday wife who uses a few coupons, to Krazy Coupon Lady in training!!!!  I hope you all don't mind if I share a few of my adventures in couponing here!  :)

Oh, and I am waiting for there to a little better sunlight to take pictures of my newly painted rooms.  I want the colors to show well on camera.  :)