Showing posts with label Boys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Boys. Show all posts

Monday, September 10, 2012

The 2012 Debate

No, I'm not talking about these debates. Nope, not at all. I am talking about something much more important. Much more entertaining. And so much more fun...

The 2012 Costume Debate


On Redds list:
  • Russian Soldier
  • Jack the Skeleton
  • Indiana Jones
  • Darth Vader
  • Spy
  • Viking
  • Ninja
On Dallface's  list:
  • Sally (from The Nightmare Before Christmas)
  • girl Darth Vadar
  • girl Ninja
  • girl Viking
  • Monster High - Ghoulia Yelps
  • Vampire
  • Egyptian Princess
(apparently adding 'girl' on Dollface's list was a must...) So far the ninja's are winning, which is completely fine with me. Ninja costumes can be easy and inexpensive to make.

Really, I think they just want to be ninjas so they can add the cool ninja swords to their random toy/warrior collection.  Can't blame them there.

I would love to have a really great, spook-tastic,  hauntingly amazing Halloween bash this year, but quite a few of our friends here will be on leave and probably out of state. (click here if you are confused) If we do end up having a huge bash, like I want, here a few great ideas I found on Pinterest.

This one we will be doing for sure. I have an extra wreath at home, + Dollar Tree snakes + black spray paint also already at home = BAM  Too Easy and you'll have a front door that even Madusa could be proud of.

This one I have actually been doing for years. This usually has a good response at our Halloween get-together, but not always. I swear, some adults just act to grown up. Grow Down! Since I am not entirely sure where my photos are of it, here is an example that I found. 

Covering your chairs in black tulle. Hello, how easy is this and why haven't I thought of it on my own! Face Palm!
I don't think I will use orange as the ribbon color though, rather purple or black. 

 If I have learned anything about preparing for Halloween decorating, it is to stock up on cheesecloth and tulle and LOTS of it!

If you want to follow my PARTY: Like a Goblin board on Pinterest, you can do so here.

Friday, August 10, 2012

The day my husband cried

and it went a little somethin like this... 

me: we need to get rid of the mustang 
to which he typically responses with: 
"I have a buyer lined up. A kid a work..."

(crickets chirping)

A little back story 
We bought the Mustang at the worse possible time; right before a PCS and buying a house. We didn't need the car, we wanted the car. It was a 'welcome back from deployment #839, we missed you. Heres a cool car to show we care.' kinda thing. Completely irresponsible and impulsive and exactly what the military tells you NOT TO DO. And man was it fun... for a little while. Then reality set in. The military only allows you  2 vehicles if living on post (which we were in post housing at that time) and only compensates you for 2 vehicles during a PCS move. We had to come completely out of pocket for the trailer to pull the car across country causing many delays in our travel here. It was a huge pain in the booty. Then it sat in the garage. Just sat there. Started regularly, but we put maybe 20 miles on in it the past year. It was a pointless added expense. 
Yea, it was cool. Yea, it was all manly and he loved to brag about having it, but it was POINTLESS.
Fast Forward

{Yesterday}
me: we need to get rid of the mustang 
him: sell it
(crickets chirping... keyboard clicking) 
me: a guy will be here in 2 hours to look at it.
him: wait, what? what did you do? ... 
me: you told me to sell it. I did. 

awkward silence.... 

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{Just like ripping off a band aide, it was over before he knew it} 

A kid, smiling from ear to ear, showed up at our door with his parents. Once we started up the car for them, it was over. The guy was in love. His dad was in love. And his mom couldn't control her smiles as she watched her oldest son and husband beginning to bond over this classic beauty already. It melted my heart to see them all so happy.

Ironically, the kid is an 18 year old new recruit to the Army. He saved up every penny from basic training to buy a car before leaving for AIT.  I can't put into words just how perfect the whole experience felt. Here my husband is, an 'old vet' at this point, and on crutches to top it off, handing over the keys to his beloved 1969 Mustang GT to a brand new soldier. It was a sad day for the Mr.
"Treat her well, kid. Treat her well." 




I'll leave you with this catchy tune to start your weekend.
The song currently on repeat on my phone because my kids FREAKIN LOVE IT!
Eels - Flyswatter



oh is that stuck in your head now? you're welcome :)

Thursday, January 26, 2012

To the Batmobile...

                            KAPOW ! !
                                            WHAM ! !
                    ZOK ! !
                                       CRASH ! !

I don't know about you, but I am sick and tired of buying clothes! (Apparel Diet) It feels like a huge waste of money when a little TLC can go a long way. 

Last week I revamped one of my sons shirts and turned it into a shirt made for a little rock star. You can read about that here

This week I saved Batman. Yes, Gotham City, you owe me one. The caped crusader lives on... 


I used a regular Black Sharpie, but I highly recommend using the new STAINED by Sharpie. I have yet to try them out, but they have fabric ink and should hold up much better than standard Sharpies. 

[[ Hey Sharpie, I would love to try these new babies out. Hook a crafter up! *wink, wink* ]] 

Anywho-  I colored in the worn out bat signal with black then freshened up the outlines with a yellow Sharpie. Bada Bing Bada Bang Bada Batman!