Halloween

Holy crap! Its a dude! Yeah, Jason Potts decided to dress up in a Strawberry Shortcake costume that was lovingly donated to us. God bless him. I am the Queen of Hearts (the one on the left). We had a fabulous time trick or treating around the hospital. We got lots of laughs and pictures. Yay! We even went to a costume contest at the local MWR. It was fun. I think next year, I will let Max wear the Queen of Hearts costume and I will be his flamingo-croquet stick. Oh yeah....

Here is another picture. We had a lot of fun with the masks and costumes donated to us. Thank you!!!

Like a Fish, but Smelly in a Good Way.

So I've been taking lessons at the pool here in an attempt to learn how to swim laps for exercise. Today was a milestone in that journey. I swam the length of the pool without stopping. I was so excited. Then I did it again. I was even more excited! So, I hopped out of the pool to ask if my instructor witnessed my feat. Yay! I felt like a little kid. Did ya see me? Did you see me do it all by myself?! Haha, I love me.

Another notable milestone: I weighed myself today and I've lost ten pounds since deploying to the sandbox. This was not nearly as exciting as the swimming achievement but it was a lot more satisfying and reassuring. Soooooo all this exercise and eating right IS working after all. Aha! I knew it would!

Also, Halloween is tomorrow (I'm excited about this too) and I will be posting pictures later in the week of our "festivities". I will be wearing a Queen of Hearts costume. Yes, I know--scary!

Boo!

To Bang or Not To Bang....

I would appreciate your opinions on this recent development. A simple thumbs up or down will suffice, however, if you feel to express your thoughts in more detail then do so. And for all you men out there who wouldn't notice a drastic change in another person's appearance, short of growing a foot out of the top of your head, I cut my bangs. To reference the difference, please see older photos of me. Thank you.

Saturday --er Sunday-- in the Park!

I think I live in a trailer park. I'm pretty sure. I live in a tin can and I share a bathroom with lots of other people. Its kind of like a camping trailer park because you don't drink the water and you have to walk to the showers. Its also a gated community because we have armed guards at all entrances to prevent outsiders from entering.

I live in a camping-gated-trailer park. This realization occurred to me when my neighbor put flamingoes in his front "yard". We don't actually have yards, we have sand-filled barriers. I think I'm going to park a broken down vehicle in mine and maybe a Mary-in-a-half-shell. (That's for you, Mom)!!!!

Turkey Pot Pie is NOT Asian Food

I am tired.
I am bored.
I have a headache.
I have a bike.
I need a coffee brush.
I need a backrub.