Our Random, Fun Life!

My husband and I celebrated 5 years of wedded bliss yesterday! It has not always been sunshine and rainbows, but it has been a beautiful 5 years of marriage. In our 5 years, we have had 2 beautiful children, we adopted 1 dog (although that was the week before we got married), we've PCS'ed 3 times and lived in 4 different houses, and Adam has had 6 different jobs to include 2 commands. I remember our wedding day as if it were yesterday. I don't know how most people feel on their wedding day, but I was calm and just ready. When the makeup lady was an hour late, I could have easily freaked, but it didn't bother me. I had planned enough time into the day that I could sit and wait to be pampered. For those who don't know, I pretty much never do my hair or makeup for an event. I was just ready to marry Adam. I could sit and hang out with my sister while we waited for the lady to arrive. When we got back to mom and dad's house, the bridesmaids were hanging out an

When you read the title, you probably thought that I was talking about cursing. Well, I'm sorry to tell you that you would be wrong. I, admittedly, am a bit of a potty mouth from time to time. And that potty mouth gets worse when I get all worked up about an issue, just ask my hubby. No, the 'F' word that I am referring to is 'fat.' I am not perfect and I do sometimes say that I am fat when I get down on myself. However, I only say that to my dear, sweet husband who always has the same whacked out response that makes me feel better about myself. But when I am in the presence of my kids, I never say that I am fat or that I need to lose weight. I definitely have weight that I could lose and there are parts of me that are a bit thicker than they used to be, but those are things that I keep to myself or share with my husband when I need a pick-me-up. I would be heartbroken if I ever heard my daughter or son tell me that they thought that they were fat. And since my

The community where we live recently had our speed limit changed from 15 mph in the neighborhoods to 10 mph in the neighborhoods. A ridiculous change, in my own opinion, as runners and kids on bikes speed past me but that is not the point of this blog. We have a community Facebook page and the notice of the change was posted to that page so that people were aware. This started an immediate, and heated, debate last week on why the change was or was not warranted. There were opinions flying every which way and a lot of blaming of everyone else. The argument turned into who is responsible if a child runs out into the street in front of a moving car and gets hit? Is the driver at fault or is the child at fault? That I read (and no, I did not read all the comments because I like my drama on sitcoms and not in real life), there was no one saying that there were multiple people at fault: parent, child, and driver. Why are we so quick to blame other people instead of looking at our own f