The following few phrases have literally left my lips:
"Ladies, please stop spreading each other's butt cheeks."
"That's enough with kissing each other's butts."
"Jo, if your vagina were green we would have serious problems." (I'm fairly certain this comes from her confusing the color red and green)
"Don't put your hand in your butt at the dinner table, sweetie."
"Wait, where did you say you were going to put that? No, do not put that in your butt. We do not put things in our butts."
Obviously, anatomy is a large part of our day.
Wednesday, February 25, 2015
Tuesday, February 24, 2015
The Light At The End Of The Tunnel
To update anyone who cares (all one of you) the family is packing-up and shipping-out to Williamsburg, VA. First of all, our current home has been on the market since December in
anticipation of a summer move and we were surprised when we got an offer
last week. We were not expecting the house to sell so quickly given
the amount of competition and lack of buyers but, barring any
catastrophes, the new owners sign the papers on 30 March. Secondly, and shortly after a contract was signed to sell our home, Marcus was offered and accepted a new position. So, while we have managed for one of us to be continuously employed we will be homeless.
Once we knew Marcus had the job we quickly worked into our schedule (as in Marcus rearranged his schedule and the girls and I just did what we do every day but in a different place) a visit to Williamsburg. Marcus and I spent two days looking at homes without one of them looking like a remote possibility. Of course, we have two different ideas of what we are looking for. Marcus wants an investment property and I also want an investment property but one that the family can move into right away and be comfortable. I have been investment property hunting with Marcus before and while all of the houses had a floor (yes, we once looked at a potential purchase that did not have a FLOOR), none of them would be adequate for the girls and I to live in for quite some time; I am still getting the stench of one out of my nostrils.
Both of us are feeling kind of dejected about the housing prospects in Williamsburg but we know if we bide our time that something will come up. So, as a result of everything happening at a break-neck speed and having almost no time to buy a home even if one were good enough to move into, the girls and I will be moving-in with my mom at the beginning of April and Marcus will be a geo-bachelor spending his time between Jacksonville, Norfolk, and Fredericksburg. This is not an ideal situation and having Marcus gone so much is going to be miserable but at least we will have my mom and will be close to Marcus's parents (not to mention all of our friends that I have missed terribly).
So, in honor of our quickly approaching move I have compiled a list of both the positives and negatives of having lived in Jacksonville, or, living the "Salt-Life" as 99.9% of the vehicles around here will have you believe.
1. This will probably sound strange but I am going to miss the sight of helicopters and MV-22 Osprey flying around. No matter how many times the girls and I see them we stop and watch as they fly overhead. What I will not miss are the "sounds of freedom" such as mortar blasts beginning at 7 in the morning and running through to midnight.
2. I am going to miss the flat running terrain that is the beach. The lone hill in the area is about as challenging as walking up the stairs and I am pretty sure my children could run up and down it for days. I will not miss the daily 30 mph winds that seemingly have no direction and are constantly blowing me back as I try to push a double jogging stroller which is pretty much like wearing one of those flying squirrel suits and running through a wind tunnel.
3. I am not going to miss living in the jacked-up truck mecca of the United States. Which leads me to a personal pet peeve which is, if you do drive a jacked-up truck at least know how to park the damn thing in order to not take up more space than you already do. Anyway, half of the trucks around here have fake diesel exhaust pipes on the back and some sort of slightly offensive slogan plastered on the window. I suppose one positive aspect of having giant exhaust pipes shooting straight into the air is that the rest of us lowly little car drivers are being saved the carbon monoxide being blown directly in our faces as we sit at a traffic light.
4. Speaking of driving, I will not miss the sound of motorcycles riding by. I can hear them when they get to the end of the neighborhood and turn onto the main road revving as hard and as fast as they possibly can. I still cannot believe I have not heard one crash which I suppose is a positive.
5. I will miss the house we live in. Our house has been the only thing I honestly love about living in Jacksonville. It is the perfect size and layout for our family and the girls have done quite a bit of growing-up in it. I imagine it will be the first house Alex remembers living in, though Jo will probably not remember it as she grows older. Nothing has proven to us just how much we love this house than the last few days, looking at less than ideal homes.
Once we knew Marcus had the job we quickly worked into our schedule (as in Marcus rearranged his schedule and the girls and I just did what we do every day but in a different place) a visit to Williamsburg. Marcus and I spent two days looking at homes without one of them looking like a remote possibility. Of course, we have two different ideas of what we are looking for. Marcus wants an investment property and I also want an investment property but one that the family can move into right away and be comfortable. I have been investment property hunting with Marcus before and while all of the houses had a floor (yes, we once looked at a potential purchase that did not have a FLOOR), none of them would be adequate for the girls and I to live in for quite some time; I am still getting the stench of one out of my nostrils.
Both of us are feeling kind of dejected about the housing prospects in Williamsburg but we know if we bide our time that something will come up. So, as a result of everything happening at a break-neck speed and having almost no time to buy a home even if one were good enough to move into, the girls and I will be moving-in with my mom at the beginning of April and Marcus will be a geo-bachelor spending his time between Jacksonville, Norfolk, and Fredericksburg. This is not an ideal situation and having Marcus gone so much is going to be miserable but at least we will have my mom and will be close to Marcus's parents (not to mention all of our friends that I have missed terribly).
So, in honor of our quickly approaching move I have compiled a list of both the positives and negatives of having lived in Jacksonville, or, living the "Salt-Life" as 99.9% of the vehicles around here will have you believe.
1. This will probably sound strange but I am going to miss the sight of helicopters and MV-22 Osprey flying around. No matter how many times the girls and I see them we stop and watch as they fly overhead. What I will not miss are the "sounds of freedom" such as mortar blasts beginning at 7 in the morning and running through to midnight.
2. I am going to miss the flat running terrain that is the beach. The lone hill in the area is about as challenging as walking up the stairs and I am pretty sure my children could run up and down it for days. I will not miss the daily 30 mph winds that seemingly have no direction and are constantly blowing me back as I try to push a double jogging stroller which is pretty much like wearing one of those flying squirrel suits and running through a wind tunnel.
3. I am not going to miss living in the jacked-up truck mecca of the United States. Which leads me to a personal pet peeve which is, if you do drive a jacked-up truck at least know how to park the damn thing in order to not take up more space than you already do. Anyway, half of the trucks around here have fake diesel exhaust pipes on the back and some sort of slightly offensive slogan plastered on the window. I suppose one positive aspect of having giant exhaust pipes shooting straight into the air is that the rest of us lowly little car drivers are being saved the carbon monoxide being blown directly in our faces as we sit at a traffic light.
4. Speaking of driving, I will not miss the sound of motorcycles riding by. I can hear them when they get to the end of the neighborhood and turn onto the main road revving as hard and as fast as they possibly can. I still cannot believe I have not heard one crash which I suppose is a positive.
5. I will miss the house we live in. Our house has been the only thing I honestly love about living in Jacksonville. It is the perfect size and layout for our family and the girls have done quite a bit of growing-up in it. I imagine it will be the first house Alex remembers living in, though Jo will probably not remember it as she grows older. Nothing has proven to us just how much we love this house than the last few days, looking at less than ideal homes.
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