tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82924577970919136052024-03-14T01:22:56.187-05:00The Dill-ioA blah-g about a military family of six and one mom's quest to conquer babies of all ages, homemakering, college, and all things coffee or chocolate related.
Navy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.comBlogger320125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-82185974247871462462015-03-02T22:03:00.002-06:002015-03-02T22:03:56.630-06:00It has been far too long.
Almost a year to the day.
WOW.
Busy?? Sometimes, but not always. I always want to blog--seems like I have plenty to say, but then something shiny flutters by and my stream of consciousness is interrupted. Then the blogging doesn't happen.
Meh, whatevs.
A move is on the horizon, I can't believe it. I know it happens to a bajillion military families Navy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-62961310702265493382014-03-05T14:46:00.001-06:002014-03-05T14:46:55.369-06:00Things I never thought I would say"...stop showing me your hiney, pull your pants up and go finish your broccoli...""You put that WHERE?? WHY??..."(Trust me you don't want to know the where and the why was not a valid reason either..)"...we don't go potty on that...that's what toilets are for...""...babies don't eat Legos...why...because they aren't food, that's why..." "Oh you ate one before...greeaatt""It was a Navy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-55065100996644425912014-03-02T17:15:00.001-06:002014-03-02T17:15:29.360-06:00But why...Oh why is there always laundry??This beast is all clean. All. CLEAN.Why do we wear so many pieces of clothing?And it's been on the floor of my living room for days....To no avail.This is parenthood reality folks, it's large and in charge.And clean.And only 482,274,381,902 articles of clothing deep.Geez, bring on the wine, or Thin Mints.Or both.If you never hear from me again, I am under Navy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-85465833431978546032013-12-05T01:17:00.001-06:002013-12-05T01:17:16.577-06:00Things that are lame#1-insomnia.Dear sleep,Miss you.Need you.Please come back and see me, my personal army is running me into the ground and I fear that the threat of mutiny is a real one. Like something out of Animal Farm--or so it feels like.No but seriously, it's sort of like an Animal Farm around here lately. Mud, food, slop, poop.Same same, right??Jet Pilot come home.I am losing the tenuous hold at Navy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-22141363253126380992013-12-03T01:03:00.002-06:002013-12-03T01:03:53.913-06:00My super wise wisdom stuffThat moment when you see something or someone from a waaayyy long ago past and you think….man, I am so glad I am not there anymore.
That just happened.
And for a long time I was sad or felt like I was missing out…I wasn't.
Always feeling like a "have not" and wanting to be a "have".
Then it hit me….what I have is awesome.
The family I have is awesome.
And the people who are dense enough to be Navy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-74575707891885297372013-08-22T18:53:00.001-05:002013-08-24T18:56:42.282-05:00Sweetest thingsThe saying goes that with age comes wisdom. I feel like sometimes parenting is measured in increments of time as well.First child.Second child.And if you are ambitious and not a quitter like myself...Third child.And finally fourth child.I remember glimpses or flashes from my mothering as a first time parent. I couldn't wait for my oldest to roll over, crawl, sit up, talk, learn Navy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-19338589232045054742013-08-17T01:36:00.001-05:002013-08-17T01:36:15.443-05:00HeeeyyyyySo-I've been MIA.Things happened. Life happened. No excuses--just life.Had a teeny baby 6 weeks early. She had an extended stay in the hospital.It was a nightmare. I was stressed. but she is better now and home. And so dang cute.Like REALLY cute and petite and beautiful like a baby girl should be.Her hair is light. (Well light for my bloodline...)SheNavy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-68473848293052343302013-01-12T23:53:00.001-06:002013-01-12T23:53:48.957-06:00WE MADE IT.Officially. Unofficially.
We made it to the halfway point in our deployment. I say "OUR" like I am the one forwarded deployed to the Middle East to drive big jets.
Whatever.
You get the gist.
Finally.
Halfway.
And not to sound cliché but it seems like it went by fast.
However if you ask some of my closest and best friends--they will probably tell you I moped for entirely too long,Navy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-18830787121120664862012-12-08T15:16:00.001-06:002012-12-08T15:16:16.167-06:00#EPICMOMFAILDo you ever plan something out...imagine how epic its going to be and how happy your family is going to be as result--only to have it go down in flames and NOT AT ALL what you thought.
Yeah, thats been me the past two weekends. Had great plans for me and the kids only for one of them to ruin the entire evolution with their misbehavings. SEVERE. MISBEHAVINGS.
Totally stinks.
And, toNavy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-46007174421368545352012-10-30T22:55:00.001-05:002012-10-30T22:55:04.200-05:00Bones to pick...Dear Hot Wheels Corporation,
If you were a person I would punch you in the face. Thanks to your flimsy and semi idiotic double sided tape the wall anchor for our wall tracks super awesome, life changing, had to have set fell off the wall sometime in the 6 hours I was out of the house today. Then, after corralling my clan to bedtime, I went like a total spaz to check on them again and make sure Navy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-15872840354085933682012-10-29T23:50:00.001-05:002012-10-29T23:50:09.318-05:00Remember thatMoment when you actually realized your kids are growing up and there is not a damn thing you can do about it.
And you want them to be little again so you can just have all that time back...
Yeah that's where I'm at.
He's been doing this to her since he was 2 years old.
He just loves her.
Like a lot.
Like A LOT.
And she is so patient with him.
Much better older sister than I was at her Navy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-65033186528820410002012-10-27T05:29:00.001-05:002012-10-27T05:29:06.976-05:00How do I love thee...Insomnia strikes again. Being pregnant rocks. Because I am not running a race in the morning and I don't have a 5 year old that needs to be at a soccer game shortly after sunrise.
Sigh.
It's okay, sleep is overrated.
Since I am awake, here is a cute picture of my baby snapped while his mother was making him put on the Halloween wigs while in Target today. Or yesterday. Whatever. Navy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-22282623764979180422012-10-25T21:24:00.001-05:002012-10-25T21:24:34.532-05:00That's my boyTonight my biggest dude prayed our nightly family prayer. The first thing he prayed
"Please keep all the people in VFA-41 safe and happy and healthy..."
He went on to specifically ask for the safety and happy heart for our dad In VFA-41. So sweet.
Just when I think nothing is getting through and his whole mission in life is to disobey and be loud--he comes through for me. That there is a Navy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-41328885354280359182012-10-23T18:42:00.001-05:002012-10-23T18:42:27.202-05:00Up to just a little bit...Of indoor weed whacking with a crazy purple feather hat on...NBD.
Who is this guy? He's a silly goose. All the time. And I love him.Navy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-56796177738677957612012-10-23T18:35:00.001-05:002012-10-23T18:47:55.824-05:00#stayflyI feel like some people wake up and just look cool. And some people don't.
I am one of those that looks like the creature from the bottom of the swamp when they open their too small, crooked eyelids.
My kids however, are the opposite. It seems from the moment they wake up they are leaking #kidswag from their pores.
Must be nice. I work VERY HARD at attempting to look normal ;) and feel Navy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-58092406423528179402012-10-11T00:49:00.001-05:002012-10-11T00:49:01.549-05:00Winning...I wanna talk about that.
Boom.
Awesomeness.
I married that face under the helmet in the front seat.
And it has been an epic fairy tale we have written for ourselves.
His coolness makes me jealous. Seriously.
Granted it takes a supreme amount of work to do his job, it's all totally worth it when you see a snapshot like that.
I'm just saying.
That's the sum of my post--husband rocks. I loveNavy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-19755090146315718932012-10-06T21:19:00.001-05:002012-10-06T21:30:49.349-05:00Boo Boo Packs and BabiesThe babiest Dill had a run in today. With his sippy cup. It didn't end well for one of the parties involved.
I walk into the living room from the kitchen and all I see is blood and tears. Sigh. Naturally he WOULD NOT calm down and each time I tried to put the ice pack on his lip he would flip his lid. LOUD.
Less than ideal relaxing Saturday. But it's ok--our baby is now officially Navy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-18280805189151517942012-10-03T22:09:00.001-05:002012-10-03T22:09:14.398-05:00Sometimes there are shoes I just can't fill...Reality check.
By a five year old.
Tonight after our family prayer and nightly iPad video song from dad (that Jet Pilot made before he left) the biggest little dude was pretty shaken up and a bit weepy from the emotional turmoil of having a dad absent for what is really going to be a long @$$ time. Sorry I don't mean to curse--but I don't know any other way to describe it. As we Navy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-30149710694028434822012-09-28T23:48:00.001-05:002012-09-28T23:50:11.507-05:00Pink PanthersG-O LET'S GO, GO TEAM GO.
I'm a cheer coach.
Again.
Didn't volunteer this time. Got yoked into because my daughter's coach quit last minute because she had a job. Lame excuse, believe me I know.
And she didn't bother to tell anyone she quit.
Just stopped showing up to practice and games.
So apparently, before she quit she volunteered me as a back up and I didn't want to let the girls Navy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-4130150244005453732012-09-28T09:51:00.001-05:002012-09-28T09:55:19.726-05:00Good Morning Dad!!Today we had the great and unexpected pleasure of talking to Jet Pilot before our school day actually started.
It was fan-friggin-tastic.
I forgot how much I like his voice.
And his face.
And his personality.
It's funny how the subconscious handles separation. Or depressing, depending on your outlook. :/
Phone calls like this one make living this lifestyle a teensy bit easier to handle.Navy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-9480698910038373432012-09-27T12:22:00.001-05:002012-09-27T12:24:06.950-05:00MUST. HAVE. COFFEE. Becausethe best part of pregnancy--getting up almost every day at 5am because your body is getting you ready for the sleeplessness that will be your life in just a few short months.
Not.
I'm tired. Like zombie status tired.
And functioning today may be more of a stretch than I originally thought.
Upside-baby G is in a cheerful mood.
Downside-Laundry hasn't figured out how to do itself and the magicNavy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-66029838089016704152012-09-26T19:54:00.001-05:002012-09-26T19:55:38.527-05:00Uno Café por favor...I feel like Nancy Botwin...it would appear I can not function without the token Iced Coffee beverage in hand. And I appear to almost always make the semi-rude straw slurp to verify I am getting every mL of iced coffee into my blood stream.
It's amazing.
As a woman who hasn't had creamer in her coffee regularly for many months, its like taking long sips of fantabulous juice.
Love it.
Navy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-71262674235736938782012-09-26T16:28:00.001-05:002012-09-26T16:28:14.562-05:00Hello life.I've been absent. No reasons really. Mostly life and laziness in regards to blogging. But boy, have things changed. Jet Pilot is on deployment. Set to return sometime next year hopefully by Spring.
The baby finally weaned and I was excited until my womanly joys returned.
Happy times over.
But don't worry, I took care of that...two weeks later--I got pregnant.
Yep, pregnant with the Navy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-83168022022646507152012-09-26T15:53:00.001-05:002012-09-26T16:26:53.242-05:00Literary love and me. It happened.I'm am officially rejoining the land of functional human beings. I took a little over 24 hours off to read THE ENTIRE HUNGER GAMES TRILOGY.
In less than 24 hours.
Entire thing.
It was mesmerizing. I think the books are actually targeted towards younger adults/teens but holy cannoli-I loved it. I made the mistake of watching the movie before I actually read the book and I was initially Navy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8292457797091913605.post-62438739273217455252012-09-25T10:17:00.001-05:002012-09-25T10:17:29.297-05:00LurkersDear Creepy Parents at school who don't leave until the bell rings to signify school starting,You are a bit of a weirdo. A-we live on base and while that's a slightly irrational sense of safety it's still infinitely safer than out in town. B-some of your kids are older than mine, let them be. Every kid needs some parent free time.C- I feel like you are a creeper/lurker--go home. Go to StarbucksNavy_Frugalistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00337201847141962107noreply@blogger.com0