Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Teenage Hormones, Round Three

I always have the best conversations with the kids when we are in the car. Today was no exception.

I had picked the Wildcard up from swim team and it was just the two of us in the car. I don't remember exactly how the conversation got to this point, but this is where it became interesting.

Wildcard: What's with my eyes, anyway?

Me: What do you mean?

Wildcard: On the first day of school three different people told be that I had really cool eyes.

Me: Were they girls or boys?

Wildcard: (It was dark, but I could imagine he was rolling those really cool eyes.) Mom! They were girls. Don't be creepy.

Me: Just asking.

Wildcard: Today some girl came up to me and said that she and all seven of her friends were in love with my eyes.

Me: Nice possee you have going there. Are they cute? Does this mean you have your first girlfriend?

Wildcard: No........none of them even asked me out. It's not like in Hawaii.

Me: (my interest piqued) What do you mean "not like in Hawaii"?

Wildcard: Girls asked me out all the time in sixth grade and seventh grade. It was creepy.

(pauses)

Wildcard: I don't know why I am telling you this. I have a strict rule about not mixing my home life and my school life. You aren't supposed to know this stuff. Pretend this conversation never happened, okay?


Riiiiiiiight!

Monday, October 27, 2008

Boots in the Sand

Yeah, that too.

I probably won't be writing much about it for OPSEC and PERSEC reasons, but the Hubster left recently for Iraq. He'll be there for 7-12 months. Fortunately we're busy enough here that the time will (hopefully) fly by.

Prayers and good thoughts would be appreciated.


Things have settled down a bit now, and I plan to get back to my regularly scheduled blogging duties real soon.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

The Great Pumpkin, Destructo-Style

Fall is officially here. The days are shorter, leaves are beginning to change color, and there is a bit of a chill in the night air. It's been a while since we've experienced Fall (although the SoCal version is nothing compared to most of the rest of the country).

So, with Fall comes a trip to the pumpkin patch.

After Googling pumpkin patches and finding one nearby, I shared the good news with Destructo.

Me: Tomorrow is going to be fun. We're going to do something super-special!

Destructo: Oooohhhhhhh......

Me: We're going to a pumpkin patch.

Destructo: Huh?

Me: There are lots of activities for kids, a petting zoo, and a big field full of pumpkins. We can walk through the field and choose whichever pumpkin you want, then we'll bring it home and decorate it for Halloween.

Destructo: That doesn't sound like fun.

Me: Huh?

Destructo (totally excited, as a light bulb goes off in his head): How about we go to the race car patch? We can walk around, choose a special car, then bring it home and decorate it for Halloween!

I'm thinking I'm out of my league with this one.

Wednesday, October 08, 2008

Initiation, Of Sorts

Apparently the SoCal seasons are Winter, Mudslide, Gloom, and Wildfire.

It's officially Wildfire Season.

There's a huge fire on the Marine Corps base, about eight miles from our house. Tonight after dropping the Wildcard off at swim team, I headed off to snap a few photos at sunset. The sky was filled with an eerie, hazy smoke....which made for awesome photos.





After the sun set, I shot these from our house.





Perhaps this ISN'T the place for us.....

Tuesday, October 07, 2008

Mom, You're an Idiot.

So I'm in the commissary with Destructo.

My cart is overloaded with more crap than I came in for, forcing Destructo to huddle into a corner of the cart under an assortment of ramen noodles, Rice Krispies, and Cool Whip.

As I turn in the direction of the check-out, I realize that I forgot the evaporated milk for the pumpkin pies I promised the Hubster.

Me: Evaporated milk.....evaporated milk....must be in the baking aisle.

Destructo: Are we done yet?

Me: No, just one more thing.................not in the baking aisle. Evaporated milk.....in the cereal aisle?

Destructo: What are you looking for?

Me: Evaporated milk. Not in the cereal aisle. If I was evaporated milk, where would I be?

Destructo: What does 'evaporated' mean?

Me: Huh? It means it turns to vapors and disappears, like water into the clouds.

Destructo: So it disappears?

Me: Yeah. Where do they keep the evaporated milk around here?!!?!

Destructo: (total silence)

Me: Why can't I find the evaporated milk??!!???

Destructo: (looking at me as if I've lost my mind) Maybe it disappeared into the clouds.