BAA!
No, that's not baa-aaah, as in the sound that the sheep makes, it's BAA - Blog Aversion Anonymous, as apparently I have the tendency to find excuses why not to blog, so need therapy to steer me in the right direction and have me blogging on a more frequent basis. Two months blogless is unacceptable behavior in this day and age. HA!

So what has this lil ol me been doing for the past 2 months? Umm... can't recall the tail end of May, other than that DS started his summer vacation on May 22. He went to his grandma's house for 2 weeks in June/July. See him pretending to sleep (aka ignoring me) on the way to meet with my mom and drop him off.

While DS was away I updated the shop with combed tops/rovings, handspuns, and bunny fluff (from my mom's bunny)


... and we started packing up the house for a move, and then I went to LV for a few days. (PS a lot of this stuff overlaps, so forgive me if I jump-jump jump jump-around).
I decided on the spur of the moment to go to LV to visit some family there. So I drove to Jacksonville, FL, had lunch with a few of the lovely knitsters there at Ruby Tuesdays. Of course my monthly friend was running a week or so late, and JUST SO HAPPENED to come right smack in the middle of lunch before my vacation. Luckily I had put on a pad just in case. After lunch, I hopped on a plane got to LV on a Friday night. I was promptly fed by my aunty Rie (though it's weird saying "aunty" cause she's only a couple years older than I am, so more like a sister) some freshly cooked, good comfort food, Pinakbet (not sure if that's spelled correctly), which is a Filipino dish that has ginger, green beans, eggplant, bits of pork, and shrimp (and usually bitter melon, but I don't like that so she didn't put it in). It was soooooo very good!
Saturday, they celebrated my little cousin's 2nd birthday, this was also 4th of July. I met some of their friends, again had some Filipino food - pancit, left over pinakbet, and guissantes, as well as bbq chicken, beef, and a shrimp dish. We also drank this great drink that is a mix of vodka ice tea, lemonade, and strawberries. I had 4 of them, LOL! Let's just say that the others got very sloshed, and it was hilarious :) and good fun.
Sunday, Rie & I went to a sushi place for lunch, it was all you can eat, where you just pay a flat fee and can choose anything from the menu, as much as you want, as long as you eat it all. Let me just say that they need to have more of these types of restaurants! Especially where ever I live, LOL, since anytime I order sushi it usually costs us $50+, so at $22ish and as much as you can eat, it's a bargain!
(I borrowed a camera from ContinentalKim's DD :), thanks so much!)



After that we went to the strip and walked down and up, in and out of the casinos and shops.






For our last stop we were going to go to the Hard Rock Cafe for dessert and drinks, but found out they were closed and boarded up, so then ended up at the NYNY and had some drinks there and ate some more food. Let's just say that I probably drank too much even though I only had a Mai Tai, Mango Margarita, and a few sips of a horrible bleh god-awful Mojito (I LOVE Mojitos, but this one tasted of just plain old yucky mint flavored carbonated soda water).
I had a Starbucks Carmel Mocha Frap (which is my fav) w/o whipped cream, and we walked around a bit, played a little slots, and contemplated playing roulette, but chickened out. By the time we got back to her place it was midnight and I had to leave at 3am that morning to head to the airport to catch a flight back. I got a few zzz's then left for the airport. On the way there, ut oh, my stomach was doing flip flops, and my head was pounding. I managed to not vomit. However, those flip flops and headache stayed with me all the way to Atlanta with a few green moments, then at that airport I decided to purchase some pepto bismal thinking it might help... it didn't, in fact it made me even more green, so I held my breath and walked briskly to the bathroom where I promptly spewed whatever I ate while drinking the night before. When I got to Jacksonville, I was exhausted, tired, still hungover with a headache, but I had to do a 2 1/2 ish hour drive back home, so that was fun, struggling to stay awake whilst cradling a hangover and having had less than 3 hours of sleep.
So as not to have any dull moments, the day I got back is the day that DH had to pick up keys to the new place. So Tuesday was the first moving day. We rented a truck and over the next couple of days we moved our household from the old to the new on post. It was very tiresome, especially since we have stairs at the new place, so definitely got in a good workout. We had left all of our clothes that were on hangers in the closets, as well as cleaning and lawn maintenance equipment there at the old place with the intention of going back to pick it all up and clean the place for inspection at the end of the month. However when DH went back to pick up our clothes.... (cue music now *dun, dun, dun*...) He could get through the garage as he had a garage opener, however, the locks were changed!!! Imagine our suprise, as here it was just the 10th of July, and we were paid in full until the 31st of July, we had submitted a 30 day notice on July first, and had been there not but 2 days prior, not to mention had spoken to someone at the realtor's the day before. Yet we had been locked out!!! So yes we were very pissed off, to say the very least. DH tried calling the emergency number to the realtors, only to have to leave a message. He called back a second time after a while and spoke to someone finally, but in the end was told that he'd have to come to the office when then opened in the morning. Yeah right! I mean, come on! We had rights to that place until the end of the month and that was OUR stuff. Oh yeah, forgot to mention that the only thing that was left in the garage was our hedge clippers, all of our lawn equipment and our ladder, etc were MIA. So we were very anxious about our clothing that may or may not still be in the house, including ALL of DH's military uniforms. Eventually, DH had to call the police, who met with him there at the house. Just as a precaution so that DH wasn't doing anything illegal by trying to gain access into the house by other means. He ended up using a credit card to open the door through the garage.
Thank goodness all of our clothes were still there. There was still the issue of our other stuff, however.
So the next morning, which was the morning we needed to drive to Florence, SC to pick up DS, and then to Aiken, to pick up our new Jack Russell Terrier puppy, DH had to go to the realtor office to hash this out.
Side-tracking...
I ended up going on that long drive by myself. It was a 3 1/2 hour drive to Florence, SC, where I met with DS, my mom, and grandma at Crackle Barrel for an early lunch, then DS and I headed to Aiken, which was another 2 1/2 hours. We picked out our JRT puppy! They were soooo cute! Smaller that I had thought, just little tiny things, being that they're only 6 weeks 2 days old at that time. DS carried ours in his lap on the 3 hour drive back home.

The breeder named him Gandolph, which we had liked initially, but DH thought it was Gandoff, so when he heard that it had an l in it he no longer liked it, LOL. So we're now calling him Achilles, or Killies for short.
We've had him for 5 days now and he's starting to emerge from his shy self. Very much a rascal, and very much like a newborn as he only sleeps 1-3 hours at a time, which means that DH and I have to get up several times during the night to take him outside. The first night I did this, I ended up slipping on the stairs, landing on my back and neck with an instant headache. fun. not. And I fell again yesterday morning, as I missed the last 1-2 steps, ouch.
Anyhow, so back to the old house fiasco. DH went into the office that morning and found out that it was not the realtor's fault, it was the owner of the house's fault. The bank had foreclosed and they owner kept that information from the realtors, so the bank took our lawn equipment stuff thinking it was the owners. Not only that, but the owner took our July rent, knowing full well that the bank was foreclosing on the property. So now, the realtor is going to give us our deposit back, however, July rent is in question as they have to fight to get it back from the owner to give it back to us AND they have to inquire as to where the hell our stuff is. We better get our July rent and our stuff back! I'd hate to have to file a lawsuit, but who would we go after, if not the realtor as that is who we make the checks out to.
Can you imagine though? What if I had left my car there? What if we hadn't had been moving and/or had been on vacation? We'd be left in the cold and/or all of our stuff would have been erroneously confiscated by the bank like our lawn equipment stuff was.
So that's that, and now we have to wait and see.
This week has been very busy. I've been like a chicken running around with it's head cut off. Yesterday DS had had an eye appointment, but DH accidentally made the dental appointment around the same time, so I had to reschedule the eye appointment. While DS & DH were at the dentist, I went to his old school to try to get his school records to transfer him to a school on post, but they were closed for lunch or something, so I had to drive back home. Was going to stop at his new school to pick up paperwork, but they were only open until 12, so didn't have time to do that. After DS got back, I took him to get his shots. I was going to get mind done as well, but I didn't bring my immunization record, sigh. Then we went back to his old school and got the records.
SO then this morning, we got up early just so we could get to his new school when they first opened and get his registration out of the way. I had compiled everything he needed, but then was told that DH needed to sign some papers, AARGH! Of course, they are only doing registration from 8-12 Tues through Thurs, so that means that I now have to wait until Tuesday to get this done because DH won't be back home until later tonight. SIGH YET AGAIN. We got back home, and the maintenance guy showed up a little later to fix the dish washer and the upstairs tub. And this afternoon, I have to go back to the hospital to get my immunizations done. Apparently I haven't had a shot since 1992! Which is really strange because I thought that I at least had some shots done after DS was born, but nothing is written on my report, so who knows. I HATE shots! I might have to get 2-3, eek! I remember as a child when I had to get shots, I'd run away, all over the doctor's office just to avoid getting one, of course they'd catch me and I'd cry like a baby all the way home. I'd do that ;) for old times sake, but don't think the nurse would appreciate it very much.
No rest for the weary, as tomorrow DS has that rescheduled eye appointment, and then this weekend we need to go school clothes and supplies shopping. Then next week Tuesday got to reattempt registering him for school, also reattempt making an appointment for the pup w/the vets and reschedule my pap for next month.
Yep, very busy. And I haven't gotten to sleep in past 9 since I moved here. That may be a good thing though, if only I got a good night sleep (uninterrupted by the cries and howls of the little JRT).


[took me 2 1/2 hours to write this post! LOL]












































