I am not a judgmental person. I admit I do judge others sometimes but I try not to be. However I think everyone would be judgmental about this one--today in the bathroom at when I saw someone's underwear, and they were gross.
This chick pulled down her pants to the ground then her underwear--I really did not want to see that under the stall when I looked down to get toliet paper.
I am in complete and utter shock....while I'm not necessarily surprised I can't help but be annoyed when someone takes credit for other peoples hard work. I was raised to work hard and help others because that is what you do, not to take credit for other peoples work so that I can get praise/glory.
1. working 16 hour days with no lunch for the months January-June ends when you leave public accounting
2. working 12 hours days with no lunch in January-February never ends, who doesn't like working from sun up to sun down
3. The necessary sedentary lifestyle gives you the chance to expand your hips
4. 95% of the people you work with you are not accountants will screw up things you need and not understand what you are talking about
5. of the 5% of your coworkers who are accountants, maybe 1/2 of them are actually intelligent human beings
6. all of your friends will really love you on April 14 when they realize they forgot to prepare their taxes.
7. the CPA exam is super easy, and cheap, and requires no studying, and not at all stressful
8. everyone you meet will want to hear all about your job because it sounds so exciting...yeah right...
9. you will rarely have to worry about coming home with an exciting story to tell your husband about your day, thus not having to worry when he doesn't ask about your day.
10. people far younger than you with less experience will quickly get jobs at higher levels than you simply because they stayed in public accounting longer.
Why didn't god wire men and women to speak the same language??? And why does my husband think it's fun to push my buttons??? He has duty today, we rarely talk on the phone on duty day but tonight he called me around 8:30 to say goodnight and ask me a question. We ended up on the phone for over an hour because we were fighting about the question. For the record I can probably count the number of times in our marriage I have been as angry at him as I was tonight and 99% of what I was mad about was just him being a jerk and pushing my buttons but because it was over the phone he didn't know when to stop and I ended up crying. Stupid jerk husband. And guess what the don't go to bed angry rule doesn't really work when he is on duty...
So hubby's command holiday party was Friday and the turnout was slim to say the least. However for the most part it was a fun evening and I got to hang out with my fellow FRG officers and my friend Amber. We played a wonderful game at our table where we awarded points based on how inappropriate the dress we spotted was, or more like based on how much of the girls hoo-ha we could see because the dresses were so short. What the crap ladies, this is a work event even if it is the military, cover that shit up!!! Many of the worst offenders were single active duty sailors so I have to assume they are dressing that way to try and land a boyfriend but it's redicilous.
Anyway, my friend Kim and I were taking a picture when we had the most amusing photo bombers in the world...the CO and XO hop behind the ice sculpture. For your view kind pleasure. Isn't my dress cute??
Currently hubby's ship is on 3 section duty to make sure everything is/was covered while people took leave for the lholidays. 3 section duty sucks. 6 section duty day is my favorite day of the week usually 8 section duty would be amazaballs. But 3 section duty is bad for my health. Why you ask??? Because unlike my dear husband I don't HAVE to wake up before 5 AM. Therefore our normal 9ish bedtime isn't mandentory unless I want to wake up in time to go to the gym so instead I get wrapped up in crappy tv shows and end up shocked when I look at the clock and it is close to 11PM when I actually do HAVE to wake up a little early tomorrow because I have a ton of work that has to get done tomorrow.
My husband is apparently a strange size...tall, skinny neck, realtively proportionate rest of his body. We went shopping las night for a new suite. JC Penny had one jacket and no pants that fit and Macys had 3 suites that fit him in the entire store...then for shirts...they didn't even have a white one in his size. Our options were dark green, grey, and pink...I used to think Adam was just picky about his pants and such but after this fiasco I get it...they don't carry clothes that fit him properly. What a PITA.
Friends, real true friends, make the bad not so bad and the good even better. Today I got to spend some much needed girl time with my deployment soulmate Kim. I have no idea how I would have made it through the las half of hubby's deployment without Kim and am do glad that we have become friends. It is crazy how much we have in common and how well we get along I am absolutely blessed to have her in my life. Kim and I went shopping this evening because we missed each other terribly and I needed shoes to go with my amazing dress for the command holiday party this weekend. The trip was a success and I will post a picture of my outfit after the party. It was so relaxing to just spend a few hours cruising the mall with Kim and just gossip and browse. We discovered the most FABOLUS sunflower dress at a teeny-bopper store that reminded me of a 1990 kindergarten classroom and now know we should be wearing sequins and showing our midriffs if we want to be cool. Apparently we are doing it wrong but at least we are doing it wrong together. :)
Today we had lunch with our good friends John and Sarah and exchanged Christmas presents. While no one cares about adults exchanging Christmas gifts I was excited to give our gift to my Goddaughter who is 14 months. We got her a toy that has giant marbles that race through tubes and it looks like a lot of fun. I think she will like it once John gets it set up.
Poor Olivia was bit by a dog last night. They were at a friends house and the friend has a lab who is possessive of his food. Olivia was playing in the labs food bowl and the dog snapped at her. It was just one quick bite, the dog was trying to get her to leave his food alone, but it left a pretty bad puncture on her arm. Sarah was concerned Olivia might be afraid of my dogs after the traumatic evening but as soon as they walked in the door Olivia started talking to Izzy and Jersey and trying to play with them. I'm not sure if it is because the bite didn't instill any fear of dogs in the baby or if it is because she doesn't see Izzy and Jersey who weigh about 13 pounds each as the same animal as the 90 pound lab. I hope it mean's she isn't going to be afraid of dogs. I"m glad that she is okay.
I hope that everyone remembers to always watch your babies around dogs, especially dogs that aren't used to being around babies because you never know when the baby will pull the dogs ear or take away a toy and the dog will react in the way that dogs are naturally wired to react. The dog didn't mean to hurt Olivia but it happened and hopefully this little pain by Olivia will help keep others from suffering worse pain in the future.
Adam and I did make some resolutions for 2014. Our focus is on bettering ourselves for the year and really want to be healthier in the future.
Adam's main resolution is to run a marathon, in the process of training he should lose the weight he needs/wants to lose (around 30-40 pounds). He also wants to get promoted to the next rank.
My resolution is to run a 1/2 marathon with Adam and reach a healthy body fat %. I also want to get my CPA license and read at least 12 books. I think one per month is fair since last year I only read 3 or 4 books for fun.
Yesterday morning I had on the Today Show and they had a guest talking about how instead of resolutions which are usually forgotten before the end of January we should pick a word to shape our year. In order to pick the word we should look up (pray?) look in (at ourselves?) and look out(those around us). Hubby and I decided this sounds like a good idea. Not that we aren't going to have resolutions (those will be another post) but we picked words too.
I have decided that in 2014 I want to make 365 blog posts. I would say one a day but since it is already after midnight therefore making it January 2 I'm not off to a great start.
These posts probably won't be long and many will probably be boring but what's the point of having a place to be self absorbed and document my life if I don't document the mundane as well?
I spent New Year's Eve sick as death. Went to work until around 2 then spend 3 hours at the doctor waiting to be seen (59 minutes after my appointment time) then waiting on my medicine. Then I stopped to get Chinese take out (Adam had duty so it seemed like an easy option) and headed for the couch. Jersey was scared of the fireworks so the dogs and I slept on the couch until about 2am when I kicked them to their own beds because I felt so crappy and went back to sleep.
As for New Year's Day I am fairly certain I have spent roughly 20 of the past 24 hours on the couch and 3 of the 4 I wasn't on the couch I was taking a nap in my bed. I gave hubby the bed for the night since I'm so congested I figured I would sleep better on the couch and he would sleep better without me. I woke up about an hour ago and have been playing on my phone but am finally starting to get sleepy again so back to dream world with me.
I wish you all health, growth, and happiness in 2014!