Interrupted by cuteness

So there I was, about to finish unloading the dishwasher and give it a good clean, when Miss Lola decided that the best spot in the house to sit and relax, was none other than my lap.

She saved me.....from this.....

She cracks me up.

Of course she's so cute I could not say no, could I? I immediately dropped the task at hand and proceeded to hug her and love her.

I asked her if she thought I would be able to go back to my cleaning and that I would reward her with a treat later

She just stared and stared and turned her head side to side......she is just the sweetest pug on earth and I can't help but kiss her and squeezer her every chance I get, and she's used to it because she just sits there and enjoys every single second of it

and no matter how many times I see this tongue, and believe me I see it pretty much all day long, I can't help but laugh

made me think of that saying that the dog owners resemble their pets, or the pets resemble their owners? I don't know, but I had to find out what this tongue thing was all about

and what I found is that as cute as it looks on her, it's really not MY thing LOL

I'll leave the cuteness to her and I'll just go back to my cleaning.   But thank you Miss Lola for the few minutes you sat with me, they made the chore at hand that much better to get through :)

{ You have to have balance....}

It's a requisite for living a good simple life.

I never used to think that it was possible, I used to be one of those people that thought that everything had to be contained, every emotion, every incident, every change in your life.....for example, if you were going through something bad then you weren't allowed to throw in some good things, or if you were worried then you weren't allowed to smile because that would be like cheating on the worry.  So silly isn't it?

Thankfully, that phase of my life didn't last very long, because I quickly realized that you need a little bit of everything, you have to learn to find the perfect balance in life and inject a bit of everything into your day.

I'm going to be brutally honest with you right now.  I truly believed that we were going to stay here for another two years, I had even gotten myself used to the idea and started looking forward to it, to the things we would do, places we would go etc.

Last time I did this was back in Idaho, my husband had just convinced me to buy a house off base, and I said "ok, let's do it" and not even a month later we got orders to Arizona. 

And now it happened again, the minute I accepted Arizona (after 6 years lol), and said "ok, we'll be fine staying another two years, I actually don't mind".....fast forward a few weeks later and we find out he's retiring.  Seriously, I couldn't make this up if I tried.

But all that just to say that the news of the retirement and moving back home hit me like a ton of bricks and the first two days I walked around in a daze.  I burst into tears, I was emotional, I was excited, I was scared and I felt like I was alone.

Then Sunday morning I had a nice talk with myself and with God and I finally let it go, put it in His hands and concentrated on what needs to be done.  I do my part, He does his.

And that is where the balance has come in.   Not only in my relationship with God, but in tackling this move across States.

For one, as a military wife you learn how to move and how to pack, you become an expert.  Really, if you ever have to move ask a military wife for pointers, we have that down to perfection  Hahahah
A deployment scares me to death, but moving the whole family across the country is a piece of cake.

As we get ready to leave behind a place we've called home for 6 years, deal with insane amounts of paperwork which are triple when you're retiring, look for a home, schedule movers and inspections, pack a whole house, gather records and so forth.....it is very easy to get caught up in the moment and feel flustered and intimidated by the daunting move.

Much as I want to let out a little scream sometimes or throw something across the room, I don't, and the reason being that I have to concentrate on the end game and what is coming, and I have to be strong for my children and for my husband.  We can do this, together.

So I try to keep life moving along just as normal as can be, because in between the boxes and the paper wrapped mementos of our life, we are still living.........

In between boxes, bread dough is whipped up

This morning I pulled out a package of chicken thighs, still frozen, dumped them in the crockpot with half a bottle of Teriyaki and 3 chopped up garlic cloves, set it on LOW and let it cook all day.  One less thing to worry about while I muddle through all the other boring move issues.

Most of my kitchen has been brought down, set aside for the movers or packed into boxes that we will move ourselves, so it's looking kinda empty and sad....but I've left the flowers on the window sill, and when you pair that with a bowl of dough rising in the morning sun, it makes it feel like home no matter what is going on around it

Fresh watermelon for the kids and hubby to snack on throughout the day

And a pitcher of Mint/Lemon Sun tea to quench the thirst

Aahhhh bread done rising and headed into the oven, aren't those just beautiful loaves?

Once it was done, my Jasmine was immediately in the kitchen, ready and waiting with her hands stretched out. This child is like her mama, she LOVES fresh bread.

This is what it's all about, those simple things that you do to show your family that no matter what craziness may be going on around you, some things remain the same

It may seem nothing to some, but it really means a lot especially to kids, some sort of normalcy to keep them grounded and in the moment.

So you see, that is the balance I am talking about, and when I find myself about to freak out, these small things bring me right back to the here and now, and if that doesn't help, a step outside the door will do it.

My sunflower seeds are starting to fall off and I've been out there harvesting them so that I can take them back to Idaho.

Beautiful. It amazes me how absolutely perfect nature is, the colors, the details, it's just breathtaking.

The only thing I'm missing in all this???? My crochet.

Oh man, I need to sit down even if for 5 minutes and pick up my hooks, I think it would really make a difference :)

Now I bet you want to see how the chicken turned out, and let me tell you, for throwing something together it was really yummy, sometimes the best dishes are those that don't follow a recipe but are put together with what you have around you.

I'm going to go catch up on the DVR because there are way too many shows on there, and I'm saying goodbye to Dish Network in a few days, matter of fact we may not have any when we get back to Idaho, there's no need to pay so much money for hundreds of channels when we only really watch a couple shows on 2 or 3 channel and we can find the episodes online anyway.

Have a great night everyone, and thank you for always coming by to visit me, I love your visits :)

Lazy weekend!

It's been such a quiet lazy weekend that I have found myself falling asleep on the couch, ever so often.

It is hot outside, the fan in the living room is humming overhead and everyone is really quiet, it's like you could hear a pin drop.

I don't like sleeping in the afternoon though, I do my best to avoid naps because they make me extremely cranky, nothing like waking up with a headache and not knowing what year you're in LOL

But it hasn't been all lazy, there has been quite a bit of packing and purging.

A designated area in the living room is stacked with stuff the packers will move, while the hallway bathroom is the "DO NOT PACK" room. They will not be allowed in that bathroom as that is all boxes that we will be moving ourselves.

Pictures are coming down off the walls so we can start filling in the nail holes and not leave it all to the last minute.

Packing also means that you run across things you had completely forgotten about, like for instance yesterday I got to sit and look through my children's kindergarten report cards, Nic's WIC folder with two checks that never got cashed, paperwork from our last base's primary school and all sorts of things that made me sad and happy and brought a lump to my throat.

And in between the packing and the emotional toll that it takes on you, there's playing and goofing around....

As hubby dismantled his armor for packing, he and Nicholas had a blast trying on the different pieces

You have to face it all with a smile on your face and the knowledge that you're fine and this craziness is just temporary.

So I have been fixing special treats for the afternoons......

So good! The other day it was warm Brownies topped with scoops of ice cream....mmmmmmm.

I have a review coming up for this adorable train set, and Nicholas loved trying it out, matter of fact, he and Lola seemed to enjoy it. Mr Nicholas put a treat in one of the train cars and then laughed as Lola tried to grab it while it was going around the tracks.

As for me, I tend to step outside when I start feeling a little overwhelmed. I look at all my beautiful flowers and imagine who the new tenants are going to be and if they'll enjoy this garden as much as we do.

My huge sunflowers have bloomed and wilted, now I'm waiting for the seeds which I'll be taking back to Idaho with me to plant some new ones in our new home.

As the big ones have died, the younger ones have burst into life...

These are so pretty, the prettiest blue ever.

And they also have dainty soft white and pink, they make me think vintage for some reason

My tomatoes are doing so well, and I plan on taking them with me. Matter of fact I have 5 plants that I need to move, so they'll be packed in a sturdy box and will sit in my passenger seat for the drive.

If you have any tips, advice for moving them, let me know :)

Miss Lola has been feeling as lazy as I have. I had to take this picture because she's just so cute. And she knows that we're getting ready to move, she actually grabbed two of her *babies* (toys) and dropped them into one of hubby's box. LOL We laughed so hard, I couldn't believe she did that.

Today I haven't packed one single thing, and that's ok, I needed a day off to just relax, remember all the brave women and men who have given their lives for our freedom, and all those who are still serving or have served.

Don't forget tonight on INSP, Courage, New Hampshire. We are looking forward to this one.

I'm going to go fix myself a cup of coffee to see if I can wake up a little, I'm honestly falling asleep at the computer.

Hope you're all having a wonderful long weekend.

Blessings,

The Roots of the Olive Tree by Courtney Miller Santo - TLC Book Tour

• Paperback: 336 pages
• Publisher: William Morrow Paperbacks; Reprint edition (April 23, 2013)

Courtney Miller Santo’s compelling and evocative debut novel captures the joys and sorrows of family— the love, secrets, disappointments, jealousies, and forgiveness that tie generations to one another

Meet the Keller family, five generations of firstborn women living together in the same house on a secluded olive grove in the Sacramento Valley of Northern California. Anna, the family matriarch, is 112 and determined to become the oldest person in the world. Strong in mind and firm in body, she rules Hill House, the family home she shares with her daughter Bets, granddaughter Callie, great-granddaughter Deb, and great-great-granddaughter Erin.

While the Keller women are bound by blood, living together has not always been easy. And it is about to become more complicated now that Erin, the youngest, is back, alone and pregnant, after two years abroad with an opera company. Her return and the arrival of a geneticist who has come to study the family’s unusual longevity ignites explosive emotions that these women have kept buried and uncovers revelations that will shake them all to their roots.

About Courtney Miller Santo

Courtney Miller Santo grasped the importance of stories from listening to her great-grandmother, who lives in Northern California. She learned to write stories in the journalism program at Washington and Lee University and then discovered the limits of true stories working as a reporter in Virginia. She teaches creative writing at the University of Memphis, where she earned her MFA. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in The Los Angeles Review, Irreantum, Sunstone, and Segullah. She lives in Tennessee with her husband, two children, and dog. Her most prized possession is a photo of five generations of the women in her own family.
Visit Courtney at her website, connect with her on Facebook, follow her on Twitter, and see what she’s pinning on Pinterest.

What a wonderful book.  I loved reading about and following the daily lives of these 5 women. 

The author tells the story from different perspectives, taking us on a journey through all of the individual women's lives, showing us what they thought, what they did, the choices they made and ultimately how it all affects each and every one.

Having grown up with my great grandma up until she was 94, I will say the the author managed to capture the difference in ages, and therefore the difference in thought processes between the oldest of the ladies in the house, to the youngest pregnant one.

It was interesting, it was fun, and I recommend it :)

Thank you to TLC Book Tours for providing me with a review copy. I

Hello friends....

I know, I know, I've been awful at updating the blog.  So much for daily posts huh?

I will tell you that the past 3 days have been something else, I'm so stressed out and overwhelmed right now, and there are so many important decisions to make that I hope we make the right ones.

That whole thing of "leaving it in God's hands"?

Yeah I suck at that.  Really, I suck at it.  I start off with the best of intentions and then find myself wanting to curl into a ball and cry.

I honestly need to suck it up, get it done and get over it.  And I will.

The initial shock has worn off, now it's just go go go.

The movers will be here the week of the 25th of June and we'll be leaving for Idaho the 29th of June.  Oh my.

Time is going to fly.

I've started packing as we'll be doing a partial DITY, just like when we PCS'ed to Arizona. So the movers will be taking some of the stuff and we'll be taking some too.

I've started packing the things that will go with us, aka the things I do not allow the movers to get anywhere near.

Need I say more? Hahah

So far I have all our dental records, the dogs vet records, waiting on the medical records because they take 30 days from the day you fill out the form (good ol' military "hurry up and wait").

TLF (temporary housing facility) is a pain in the behind, I'm sure military folks out there know what I'm talking about. I call up to make a booking and first she tells me that they only take bookings 3 days prior to the date we need it and it's not guaranteed, it's a first come first serve basis...then I tell her I need pet TLF because we have pets and she says they only have 6 designated for pets and they have none available for those dates I need them.

Am I missing something??? If you can't book until 3 days prior then why are the pet ones already taken? Whatever!

We have decided to stay at the house until the very last day, once housing does the inspection, the kids and I will go hang out at the park with the dogs, while hubby does the last out processing, then we'll hit the road.

SO not looking forward to the 13 hour drive, especially driving through Vegas which was just horrid last time I had to drive through it. Wish I could drive all the way there and then fly over the strip and land on the other side LOL Wouldn't that be something?

My husband received a flag at work, and next week he will be stopping in to do one last F-16 launch. I told him there better be lots of pictures :)

You know these military guys who have been all their lives, are so used to this life that it's very hard when it's over. He came home from work on his last day which was Thursday and actually had tears in his eyes. I felt so bad for my hubby. He loves his country to death and especially his jets, he's been working on them since he was 18 so it's going to be very big change for him. But he'll be ok :)

Me on the other hand, well....let's just say that I've woken up a couple times the past few nights and suddenly felt panicked. This morning I burst into tears. There's a lot of emotions going on inside me, for one I'm ecstatic to be going back to Idaho, but on the other hand as much as I hate this place, I still feel sad, and I will definitely miss the military life, it's been all we have known for so many years.

So I'm taking it easy, I'm letting myself cry when I want to cry, and then I'm pushing forward. It helps to have an amazing husband who calms me down, who listens and who reiterates over and over that we are going to be just fine.

It also helps when you have a glass of Captain Morgan and coke and a brownie with ice cream....just saying!

We are house hunting, we are in touch with realtors and calling and emailing back and forth, and my hubby will be going up here in a week or so to look at the last houses we narrow down, sign the papers and hopefully get our new home.

I feel like a fish out of water, this is our first home and it's so confusing, but we've been researching and researching and have really good realtors helping us out.  Thank goodness for that.

And there you have it, that's what I've been doing the past 3 days.  I haven't had a chance to crochet or watch anything on tv.  I've been surrounded by boxes and paperwork and constant phone calls, and it's just the beginning, so I'm hoping I don't run out of steam before the end of the month.  Say a prayer for me will ya?

Hope you're all having a fantastic Memorial Day, and if you don't know what to throw on the grill, why not these yummy sliders?

I am going to go back to packing *sigh*