In the mind of a 4 year old...

Today I was watching TV when my daughter came in and said that she had stuck gum up her nose. Why? I asked (laughing) did you do that? See, we have had many problems with her and gum. One day, I had to scrub her face for 10 minutes and it still didn't come off. And her arms, and her neck. How she got it all over and was still chewing some, I don't know. Another time, she decided to stick the whole chewed up piece in the little round spinner thing of a video cassette--from the library! And just the other day I had to cut a big chunk of her hair, right in front, because she has gotten gum stuck in it. Now, she's been told repeatedly that she is not allowed to have gum in the first place, and when she does get ahold of it (aka....grandma tells her she can have it), she knows it is to stay in her mouth or it goes in the trash. She actually cried for like 30 minutes when I pulled the gum out of the movie and threw it away....she wanted "gummy" back. Well, today I was able to calm her down and tried pinching one side and having her blow with the other to get it out...no luck. So, I found the tweezers. I had her lay down and close her eyes ( I know I wouldn't want to watch a pair of tweezers getting put up my nose) and I managed to get it out after three tries. And what dose the kid do? She holds out her hand and wants it back to chew it....snot and all. That didn't happen. Luckily, it came out in once piece. Maybe she learned a lesson from this...then again, she didn't with all the other gum incidents, so I'm not holding my breath. Just wanted to share...should make some of you laugh and others remember doing it themselves. From what I hear though, it's mostly boys that end up with things stuck up their noses. Is this a myth?

Moving!

Yeah, so I'm moving again. I planned on being here a lot longer than a year, but things happened and I pick up the U-Haul in 6 hours. It's 3am, and there are still a few things that need packed...but I do have all of next week to finish and clean. :) I was doing so good until the living room was pretty much all I had left. And let me tell you, I have a lot of stuff in there! You don't realize how much you have until you keep needing more and more boxes to put it in! Well, I like having background noise anytime I do stuff (I grew up in a house where the TV was on from the time I got up until after I went to bed). I even read a book better if there is background noise, like a radio or TV or something....it's weird. I can completely focus on the book and not "hear" the other noise, but if it isn't there, I can't concentrate on the book. I know, I'm strange, but I'm over it. Anyways, back to packing. So, I had to turn on the TV to pack the living room so I wouldn't go insane. It's so much easier to listen to music, because there is nothing to watch to distract you! Especially when you're watching "To Catch a Predator". You gotta look and see all the creepy guys. So, I didn't get all of it done. But, I'm getting up in 4 hours to throw things in boxes, so I should be good. For now, I'm going to sleep on the floor because I have already taken the sheets off my bed and taken the mattress off the frame to fold up the frame so it would be ready to go. Yeah, I didn't think that one through too well. Oh well. It's just one night. Luckily I still have toilet paper! Goodnight!

Christmas came a little early this year :)

Wow! I really haven't been keeping all of you very informed, have I? Sorry about that. I've been busy and stressed out lately.
Well, like the title says, Christmas came early for me :) Friday afternoon, me and my mom took Elisabeth to McDonald's. When we got back to her house, there was a package on the front step, so I grabbed it wondering what big thing my mom had gotten. Only, it wasn't addressed to my mom, it was for me. I was confused until I looked at the return address which was the USP store in Beaufort South Caroline....then I was just excited. I don't know if it is common, but somehow Allen was able to mail a package to me from bootcamp. Inside was a smaller box wrapped by him (I could tell he wrapped it because he taped the paper to the box...oh the things I still have to teach him!) and he had written on the paper. Inside was a red USMC sweatshirt-because he knows I'm always cold, and a flag. I was so happy. I have worn the sweatshirt just about everywhere...it needs to go in the wash today! Well, I was going to post a pic, but it won't let me open the add image box, so I'll have to do that later. To add to my excitement about the present (which I hope I wasn't suppose to wait until Christmas to open, because there was no way that would have happened, and I'm sure he knows that!), I got a letter from him on Saturday and on Monday. Monday's letter was a little love letter. I know, for those who know him, are thinking, Allen...writing a love letter? Yeah, I thought the same thing, but I loved it! It was so cute. A friend of mine read it and was like, "I had to keep telling myself that it was Allen writing this....Allen wrote this". She was shocked. If someone would have told me 6 months ago that I would be getting a love letter from Allen, I would have asked if they were on crack.
I heard from Allen's mom on Friday and she said she had gotten a call from him. He is still in the sick platoon and they are doing everything they can to figure out what is wrong and still turn him into a Marine. They have ruled out his heart being the problem and he saw to see a neurologist yesterday. We might not hear anything until mid or late next week as to how that appointment went. He sees another doctor today. He wrote a letter to his dad saying that his chances of coming home are 75% right now, and that if he does come home that he should be here in time for Christmas. As much as I want to spend Christmas with him, I want more for him to accomplish his dream of becoming a Marine.
Well, that's all there is to this update I think. I've been busy packing....well, busy putting off packing is more accurate. I'm getting a U-Haul Saturday and getting all the big stuff out. I need to have everything boxed and ready by then. Oh the joys of packing and moving. I can't see how people do it all the time. i can't wait to settle down in a house and stay there forever. Never have to pack another box again. I'll leave it for my kids after I die. (Well, one kid as of now...maybe more in my future, not quite sure yet.)
Until the picture thing is working...BYE!! I'll post pics of my present, my new hair (it's "dark brown") and Elisabeth's Christmas pics that she got done.

YAY!!!

Last night I got home (about 10:30 pm) and checked my mail. And there is was. A letter with an address for Allen at boot camp! I was so excited I almost cried. It wasn't an actual letter from him. It was a standard, pre-typed letter telling about boot camp and stuff. But it had my name and address and his in his handwriting on the envelope and in the letter. The address might change because I got a call Saturday saying that he was dropped to the holding platoon because he was sick. I don't know any more than that, so I'm worried about what happened. And this letter was post marked before that call. Either way, the letter I've spent days working on while waiting for an address went out today and will get to him even if some of the numbers changed. I figure once it gets on base, it will find its way to him eventually. It's the little things like seeing his handwriting and hearing his voice when he called to say he made it there that have really helped me. It's hard being away from him. We saw each other almost everyday for 3 months and spent a lot of time together. All of a sudden we have virtually no contact. I used his advice and joined a support group for girlfriends of Marines. I love it! I told him I wouldn't, that I didn't need to meet new people, but I love it. It's online. I have has questions answered and just support from other girls who have been through it and are currently going through it. It really is a wonderful group of women. It will be fun to see if any of them have boyfriend at Parris Island now who might know Allen. And maybe I'll get the chance to meet one or two after graduation if any will be there at the same time. Anyways....I'm tired and have to get up to buy stamps tomorrow :) Keep praying for Allen. If anyone wants to write him, let me know and I'll get his address to you. I've already sent it out to the people closest to him for the most part. But I may have missed people, so let me know!

Suggestions please!

So, I need to get my hair cut. The ends are horrible. For those who know me, it's naturally very curly. I like to straighten it every now and the (see picture on my profile) but with the cut I have right now, I can't. It just doesn't work out right. I've tried more than once and get frustrated for wasting so much time trying and failing. It's just the style. It works well with the curls. Anyways...I want something more versatile. That I can do several different ways. I'm also going to dye it. Just a cheap box from the store because my roots are really growing out from when I got it highlighted in early July....yeah, I know....it should have at least been toughed up by now, but those who know me, know I don't really care. I know I'm not a beauty queen and I ain't trying to fool anyone into thinking I am. So what I need from all two of my faithful readers are tips. I'm open to suggestions on cut and color. It's just hair, it grows back, and there's a reason hair dye is a multi million dollar industry. And yes, I'm a proud contributor. Leave me a comment, help me out. Oh, and if you know a good place to go in the Cuyahoga Falls/Stow area, let me know that too. Thanks everyone!