Story Teller. Mom. Wife
Closet of posts from blogs past. Above is what My Rambling Thoughts used to look like back in her time of baby bottles, preschool and only in a restaurant work reportings click to read. Every once in a while…it’s good to regurgitate old posts that some have not seen.
I did it…I made it through my first real year of being a Military Spouse. First, let me start by saying I’ve had a couple sips of Red Bull and just completed a full blown choreographed dance to Debbie (or is it Deborah now?) Gibson’s OUT OF THE BLUE . For
Can’t make this up if I tried. How many can honestly say a goat has joined you during your morning exercise torture? Routine. I mean routine. Working out could only happen before we got the kids up for school. The sun hadn’t even come up that morning but my roommate, Cuzzie,
Is it just me, but does anyone else profess their undying love for pumpkin? My kid and husband have said…”Yah, Pumpkin is alright I guess.” ALRIGHT? I GUESS? How are we a family unit? **Smacks to head** Fall season is officially upon us in T-minus whatever days. (It’s close, very
My husband’s new duty station in Fort Polk, Louisiana…I’ve come to discover things we don’t have or maybe see as frequently back home in Hawaii. One of them…are these pesky crazy quick to spring up Fire Ant Hills/Mounds of Terror/Mini bullets of lava. They are EVERYWHERE. In the morning at