Friday, July 3, 2009

Happy 4th!

Happy early 4th!

Husband and I are heading out for a little road trip to meet up with some other military friends.

I hope everyone has a happy and safe weekend!

Thursday, July 2, 2009

They're back

We thought there was a truce, but apparently not. Last night we saw our first scorpion since the infamous scorpion incident.

I saw him moseying through our foyer, and I immediately alerted Husband. (Is it bad to say that one of my favorite parts of marriage is having someone to kill bugs?)

Seconds later, the scorpion met his demise: death by flight boot.

Let’s hope that’s a lesson to his little friends.

Monday, June 29, 2009

Cabin Fever

I’ve always thought of cabin fever as a winter thing, but I think Husband and I had a case of it this weekend.

With temperatures reaching somewhere between ridiculously hot and insanely hot, we spent almost all weekend indoors.

But, we finally decided to use our bread maker, and we made cheese bread. (This was the recipe, and it was pretty delish!) And we recreated Husband’s mom’s famous blueberry pie, which we devoured.

On second thought, maybe this cabin fever isn’t so bad after all.

Friday, June 19, 2009

Things are looking Up

1) My interviews (yes, plural!) went well this week. I feel relieved, and I'm confident that things will all work out somehow.

2) I'm excited to see finally this movie with husband this weekend:











Oh, and husband offered to make homemade sushi tomorrow. (Yes, please!)

Hope everyone has a great weekend!

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Interview

I have an interview today for a job that sounds promising. (I'm trying not to get my hopes up, but it might be a little too late for that.)

Although I normally feel reaallly nervous for interviews, I already feel a little at ease with the lady who will interview me. I figure a lady who signs her e-mails with a smiley can't be all bad!

Monday, June 15, 2009

Why video games can be hazardous to your health

Husband loves video games. I’m not a fan of them, but yesterday I decided it might be fun to play them together.

He was thrilled, and he played the first round to show me how to play.

Then it was my turn. I told him, “I’m ready!” He was sitting in front of me on the floor, and I leaned closer to him to grab the controller.

The next thing I know was POW! Husband hadn’t realized I moved closer to him, and he extended his arm with the controller without looking.

The controller smacked me right in the face! It actually hit my glasses (one of the few times I wasn’t wearing my contacts), and the sound was so loud that I thought for sure the lens was broken. (Thankfully, my glasses – and my face – were fine.)

Husband rushed over to me, repeating “I’m so sorry!” and “Are you ok??”

Tears instantly sprang to my eyes. Yet, I could already see the humor of the situation, so I stumbled out of the room, half-crying and half-laughing.

Once we realized that I was fine (not even a bump or scratch!), Husband tried to convince me to try again, saying something about “getting back on the horse.”

I politely declined. I think I had enough video game excitement for one day.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Mi Amiga

I was really sad when I found out that my Spanish friend will be leaving soon to move back to Spain.

We decided to get together today for lunch at her house (heck, let’s just call it a fiesta).

It was great to see her, and I was happy to bring a little laughter to her life, even if was at the expense of my clumsy Spanish. (Actually, she is super patient with me, and she didn’t laugh even once, even though I know she probably wanted to when I inadvertently called orange juice, “orange game.”)

Like last time, we brought photos to show each other, and that helped the conversation. And through those pictures, we realized we have a lot in common. We think Disneyworld is better than Disneyland. We like sushi. We love the beach and we wish we lived closer to one. We have the same taste in clothes. And we love our families.

Her little girls are adorable, too. I thought it was hilarious when one told me in Spanish with her little squeaky voice, “my mom gets mad when I throw water on the floor.” For the record, I don’t think my friend thinks it’s as hilarious because it seems to be a regular occurrence.

Regardless, she does have a lovely family and I’m bummed that we won’t get to hang out much longer. (But maybe this is a good excuse to visit Spain someday??)

In the meantime, after all the translating, I think my brain needs a siesta.