Summer is finally here

Well not quite, it was a gorgeous May long weekend here.  We did all sorts of summery stuff.  My daughter and I went bicycling to the library on Saturday and that lead to me thinking she needs a bigger bike.  I was watching her cycle away and she was all squished up on her bike, looked pretty uncomfortable from my vantage point.  She has been growing a lot  since Christmas and sad to say she is now as tall as me. 

She no longer can fit the kids bike.  My hub and I splurged and bought her a new bike on the weekend it is her b-day present, but a few months early.  She picked out the most beautiful leaf-green bike.  We tootled around our city all day Sunday on our bikes, bought ice cream, and rode along the sea wall.  It was just lovely. 

We did take it easy on Monday, it was a bit cooler and rainy.  We baked a devil’s food cake with chocolate oreo cookie crumble icing.  Oh my gosh, I better get back on the bike and go ten miles now just to work off the cake.

Why can’t every day be Earth Day?

Here I go musing about things again.  Why can’t every day be earth day, it seems to be it is about attitude and actions.  What makes this day any more earthier than others?  I understand the concept about bringing global attention and getting everyone focussed on the earth and doing “green things”, buy why aren’t we treating every day as earth day?

About a month ago we had Earth hour where everyone turned off their lights and non-essential electrical appliances and we saved quite a bit of energy.  So why don’t we practice this every day or every month have an Earth hour?  This just might bring things into sharper focus and get more people being more planet friendly. 

I try my very best to use recycable products, take lunches in reuseable containers, compost, turn off lights and other things, turning down the thermostat.  We have switched to more energy efficient appliances and hanging things to dry instead of using the dryer, which we have done for years. 

So why can’t every day be earth day?

The promise of summer, bikes, badminton & fun

Finally we are having some warm weather!  I can honestly say this was the longest winter I can remember here on the Island.  Usually it is very rainy, gray, and cold.  This year it was gray, snowy, and cold for quite a long time. 

The trees are all in bloom, albeit it a little later than usual.  I have seen a miracle of a humming bird nesting and her little fledglings.  This was amazing to witness.  The nest is in my neighbor’s apple tree and you would never know it was there, it is so well hidden and tiny.  Out of respect for the little mother and her babies I have been spying at them from my balconey with binoculars, I hope the people in the apartments don’t think I am some weirdo looking through their windows! 

Our weather is looking gorgeous over the next few days and I am out enjoying it to its fullest.  After work my daughter and I have been going out and playing badminton in the backyard, boy she has a wicked backhand and takes great delight in making me run for the bird.  We usually end up in fits of hysterics.  A couple of times the bird has been stuck in the tree.   I am too short to get it down, she on the other hand is tall enough to reach most of them now.  Where did my wee baby girl go?! 

We have even dusted off our bikes and gone for a few rides. Let me tell you a little about my bicycle.  It is called a Townie by Electra. (Here is the link if your interested  http://www.electrabike.com/   These bikes I believe were invented in California.  You can get all kinds of cool accessories such as surfboard carrying racks.  They are retro looking and very comfy.  I won’t be needing a surfboard rack because I prefer not to be a shark snack and the water is too cold anyway. 

Oh my gosh, if you are looking for a good ride that is easy on your body, this is the bike.  It has a big cushy seat – really I could ride for hours on this bike and not feel sore.  I used to hate my 10 speed and that tortuous thing that passed for a seat.  The handlebars on my Townie sit upright, so you are sitting in a natural position, it is effortless to peddle.    This is good for all of us middle aged couch potatoes.   I would venture to say anyone would find these bikes comfortable and attractive. 

My particular bike is a 21 gear, which is funny because I only use a few and I am so lame, when we go out I usually have to ask my hub which gear I should be in.  I’m getting better at it.  ( I formerly had a 10 speed which I hated and ended up dropping the chain more often then not, then opted for a no frills 3 speed)

Today is another brilliantly sunny day, I am staring longingly out the window at work and counting the hours until I can go outside.  I hope you are enjoying sunny weather and warmth wherever you are!

HAPPY ST. PATRICK’S DAY!!!!

HAPPY ST. PATRICK’S DAY EVERY ONE!!!!  Remember to watch out for the little folk, they are incredibly busy today playing tricks and hiding their pots’o'gold!!!!

Here is an Irish Blessing for you today.

May the road rise up to meet you.

May the wind always be at your back.

May the sun shine warm upon your face, and rains fall soft upon your fields.

And until we meet again,

May God hold you in the palm of His Hand.

Blessings to you all this St. Patrick’s day!

F-Bomb Arrest in Galveston, TX

http://galvestondailynews.com/story.lasso?ewcd=1145e3df13fef35f

A man and his female friend was having dinner at the local family restaurant, Salsa’s. A Galveston police officer came in to have his dinner.

The man dropped two F-bombs directed towards the lady asking her how can you be so —– stupid and another belittlement. From what I read in the Galveston County Daily News, the restaurant manager asked the officer to step in and the man was arrested.

Now here is my problem, like on many of these internet news pages people can go on and leave comments. What is so disturbing to me is that most of the people on there say the cop was in the wrong and that he should be doing more about the crime rate in Galveston. Some have gone so far as saying parents should be arrested for crying babies.

First off, Galveston sucks. Plain and simple, this place is crime ridden and have the lowest of low lifes living here. And I’m only here because I HAVE to be (for now I’m getting out ASAP).  True there are several unsolved murders and several new murder cases, but what do you expect from this place? Secondly, if these people would have read the article they would’ve deduced that the officer must’ve been on his break. Humans have to eat, not everyone is OK with being Anorexic.  He was quietly enjoying his meal when the manager of the restaurant asked him to do something about the man disturbing the peace. The cop did what he was asked.

I’m glad he arrested the fool, I’m tired of losers like that walking the streets where my children and I have to be. While we’re at it, could we please arrest all the people who walk around in strings on the Seawall? I’m trying to teach my daughter to be a decent human being with modesty, not a slut who let’s it all hang out. To the people who would want a parent arrested for their baby crying, perhaps they should get the heads out of their butts and think for a second, “Hmmm, perhaps something else is going on here that is the reason for the crying.”

Or, maybe I should just find you and sit next to you in the restaurant and let my children act a fool just for you. I’d love to see you try to do something about it.  Unless the parents are ingoring the children and letting them be loud and obnoxious don’t be so whiny.

I say bravo Mr. Mystery Galveston Cop, thank you for finally bringing on one more fool’s consquence.

My review of the Strap Perfect

So a few weeks ago I was watching TV and saw an infomercial for the Strap Perfect. I thought it was a good idea, but since it cam from TV, I doubted that it would do as advertised. So off I went to research it on the internet. Nothing.

Hmmm….not sure what to think about that.

So today I wrongly went out to the grand re-opening of Marshalls, which turned out to be tomorrow D’OH!! I decided to go across the street to Walgreens, I had a few things I needed to pick up anyway. I never go into that store, so I had no idea where I was walking to. As I’m aimlessly walking around I find the As Seen on TV sign and decided to have a peek.

There they were.

I tossed them into the basket and made my way home. Now is the moment of truth.

I get home and tear open the box, in the box you get a smaller box of fashion tape. And 6 clips : 2 black, 2 nude, and 2 clear.

You have two options of putting the contraption on: with your bra already in place, you slip one strap into the ring push it back then put the other strap into it and push it to between your shoulder blades. Or, you can put in place before you twist your bra around.

I chose the first option, which is kinda hard. But darn it I got it. Now, for women with large boobs like me, I’d say go out and buy yourself a good quality minimizer then put these bad boys onto the straps. Talk about a difference. My boobs are as high as they were in high school, and they are minimized! The shirt I am wearing isn’t stressed now. And my torso seems longer. To top it off, this thingy is pulling my shoulders back, making for a better posture.

I’d say thumbs up for these guys, I like ‘em. You can find them at Walgreens, which I suggest you buy from them rather than from the TV.

Check back tomorrow for my review on the Wonder Hanger.

BLOGOVERSARY

Happy Blogoversary Busty!  Yup we have been at it off and on for a year.

Smiley face?

Has anyone else noticed the smiley face in the grey background on the right hand side?

I’m not crazy, right…

When you can’t trust your friends

During the hurricane, while I was evacuated, I came dangerously close to a divorce. Much closer than I ever want to be, now I realize just how much I love and adore my husband.

My husband and I talk a lot about what happened during that time, what was going through our heads, the people who helped us. Er, perhaps on my side I should say “helped”. You see, the one person I thought I could trust turned out to be trying her damndest to pull me into the hole she was in. A divorced 23 year old with 3 children who is the epitamy of promiscuous. This is not the life I have ever wanted, my values are…well…valuable to me.

I didn’t realize this was what she was up to until recently. I had the inkling feeling once I seperated myself from her and my  new found “friends”, but simply ignored it thinking I was just angry. But as time passes I realize that I was right. An article in March’s Cosmo kind of sealed the deal for me, it talks about when to not listen to your friends and what is their motive behind saying such things.  I read this article with my mouth wide open thinking, “oh my God, she said all this to me!”.  I sat back and started thinking, she told  me it was alright to cheat because we were so far apart, she told me he was probably cheating, she told me I wasn’t happy and that she could tell I wasn’t happy on my wedding day, etc etc. Wow. Excuse me, but uh, you bitch.  So I began thinking about her, she’s in this whole phase where she’d rather be out drinking and screwing every night rather than at home with the one person who loves you and her children, she doesn’t trust men, and how on earth does she know if I wasn’t happy on my wedding day?! I was feeling a lot more emotion at that point; I was scared because, hello, marriage is a major comittment! I was also scared and anxious about moving out of my parents house for the first time and moving cross country to California! I was going to be a full fledged mom for the first time with no help but my husband and me. This is enough to hide any other emotion.

Now what I’m having trouble understanding is how she could do this to me. Maybe she had dark motives, or maybe she wanted someone to be in the same situation as her and as lost as her, or perhaps she honestly and truly thought I’d be happier living like her. However, that doesn’t excuse the fact that she could do this to me. I have done so much for her, I have helped her through countless problems, always been her shoulder to cry on. I even came to blows with one of her boyfriends who had the balls to hit her and treat her badly in MY house, how many girlfriends would go against a guy who would obviously beat her to a bloody pulp? I offered my house to her when things got bad between then and broke up. I have done everything in the world that I could for her, it hurts.

Never once had she offered any of the such to me. Oh wait, she offered her teeny tiny two bedroom apartment to me and my kids; if I divorced David. Funny how there is that small little detail.In all honesty, I was getting tired of being run over by her. I’m way too nice.

She has recently began emailing and calling me saying she misses me and she loves me. Is she really that dense?

If she loved me, she wouldn’t have done this to me and David.

Busty needs to get back on the blogwagon

Soooo…hey guys….heh heh

Well, where to start… hmmm hmmm.

Ok, here’s a good one for all of you who like to hear my adventures with my youngest. A few weeks ago he managed to get away from me (not 30 seconds before I looked down at him and talked to him) and pop the screen out of our dining room bay window. He then decides to jump out the window and take a walk. A minute or two later, my neighbor knocks on the door. I open the door to find her and my son standing on the porch. I nearly died that day, seriously.

Galveston is still recovering. It still looks the same as the last time I posted pictures, although there is a lot more construction now.

My schooling is still going strong, but I am really bogged down with all the assignments which is why Busty is really scarce! I have a major paper due Sunday along with a case study for my Psych class and another final paper for my Com class in about 2 weeks. I am very proud of myself this time around, in both classes I’m hovering a 90 for my grade. If I keep it up that will be some serious padding for my GPA! I’ve never made an A in a class in all my life…this is sad.

One day about a month ago I got fed up with looking in the mirror and being disgusted with myself. I felt really ugly. So I’ve started dieting seriously this time. Dave says I look smaller but I don’t see it. My scale also isn’t moving very much which is sooooo depressing.  Maybe soon I’ll start seeing results.

Other than all that nothing is new with me. We’re moving into a house in June, and we’re moving to our new duty station next June.

I’m going to try try try to post more often, I swear! I’m a bad blog buddy!