Can the new Sun Chips bag be any louder?!
I just had my first glass of ice water on Tuesday in over 3 years (with the exception of drinking ice water at restaurants). The rental we had on the east coast already had a fridge without an ice maker and we didn’t have any room for ice-cube trays. The refrigerator that came with this house was pretty gnarly so we bought one recently with an ice maker.
I couldn’t find the glasses so I used one of my daughter’s sippy cups that was blue and has lions, bears, and elephants on it. It was the greatest cup of ice water I’ve had in a long time. I may or may not have left the sippy lid on the cup. What? We have a cat and I didn’t want cat hair in my coveted ice water. 😉
I can’t believe I just wrote so much about ice water. The mildew in this house has gotten to my brain. lol
I just lol’d at myself. Yep, my brain is melting from the stress I have over this house.
It just hit me how much money we’ve spent on this move and what we have in our bank account. It’s not a pretty sight but I know it will get better. I just hope the military reimburses us soon. Really, really soon.
I would like to thank everyone, especially Lisa over at My 3 Monkees and waj306 from My Life The Mom for the supportive comments while I’ve been having a MAJOR meltdown over this house issue. Both of you have truly helped me to not completely lose my mind. I know that might seem weird because we don’t personally know each other.
Despite what I’ve said this past week, my hubby is a wonderful husband and an amazing father. He really does try his hardest to please me but like a lot of men, he goes into his man cave and doesn’t communicate.
We met in January 1995, got engaged that April, and we’re married in July 1995. I was 20 and he just turned 21 a week before. Our parents thought we were too young (looking back I see that now). They even made us have an embarrassing sit down to discuss holding off on getting married. FYI, my MIL was 19 and 3 months pregnant with the hubby’s sister when she married my FIL (yep, the good old days when you had to get married because you were pregnant). After being married for 15 years, they can bite me. 😉
I hated our wedding with a passion and would love to renew our vows with the wedding we want. It’s more like the wedding I want since my hubby is the type that would just ask “What time do I need to be there?” We had planned on getting married (using our own money) outside in a garden (although I would prefer it to be on a beach). I wanted to be a barefoot bride wearing a simple dress with a bouquet of wildflowers. My MIL stated “No son of mine is getting married outside of a church!”
Looking back I should have told her to fuck herself (yes, I’m still bitter) but instead I let her have her way and I had the suckiest wedding that SHE demanded. It really was awful. I could write a novel on that whole experience but I’ll leave it at that for now.
I can’t wait to get out of this awful house and move into our new house on September 3rd!!!
Anyone want to share TMI? Go ahead, don’t be shy!
Have a great weekend everyone!
**I changed the TMI Friday to Saturday because I wanted to try out six word fridays. I might even stop the TMI altogether. I’ll see how it goes.