Thursday, July 26, 2012

supermarket sweep.

I make it no mystery that I don't eat very well. It's one of my three flaws. I am an inattentive driver, I can't spell 'necessary' without spell check, and I have a diet that would make a teenage boy scowl. 

I never said I was perfect. 

Usually, I'm just fine with my poor eating habits. I like to think that I'm just appreciating vegetables, not taking them for granted like everyone else does. When I eat a salad, it's a happy reunion instead of just a routine lunch. It's like they always say, "Absence from the produce isle makes the heart grow fonder."

They always say that, right? Right. 

Well, today, I went to the grocery store for a quick run and I made the rookie mistake of going on an empty stomach. I headed in telling myself, "Just eggs and milk and maybe a little sumpin' sumpin' from the ice cream treats section..." Then I walked past the lunch meats and my stomach started to growl. "Ugh, forget the eggs, I need something I can make as soon as I get home. I'll grab something quick and easy." Then I passed the Doritos and I started to lose all sense of reason. Suddenly my hands were grabbing things off the shelf all I could hear was my own voice whispering, "Ohhh! That looks good!" and I was seeing spots and I just needed to hurry up and get out of there. 

Then I came home to unpack my bags and this is what I saw:

Actually, that's not entirely true. There was Gatorade, and about three packs of Babybel mini cheeses, too, but those items didn't make it out of the parking lot due to my completely irrational fear of a starvation induced loss of consciousness. 

I feel so ashamed. I'm going to need something to take the edge off. 

Good thing I got those Klondikes. 

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

it's just not fair.

Things my husband has seen the last few weeks: 

The Rock of Gibraltar. 

Palma de Mallorca, Spain.

Rhodes, Greece. 

Things I have seen in the last few weeks: 

Beau sleeping. 

Beau playing ball. 

Some stuff that Beau chewed. 

Now, don't get me wrong, I love hanging out with Beau as much as the next person, but I'm beginning to wonder who really got the short end of the deployment stick here...

Saturday, July 14, 2012

it came and went.

The much anticipated, dreaded deployment day arrived and passed and it appears as if I'm doing okay. Whew. 

The weeks leading up to the big goodbye were pretty difficult. I was on a bizarre roller coaster of emotions. I think I knew I needed to get a handle on things when I started to cry in the toiletries section at Walmart because he was buying nine months worth of deodorant and it sank in that he was really leaving. 

But we managed to say goodbye and I promptly hopped in the car and headed West to Milwaukee and distracted myself with family, friends, and food for two and half wonderful weeks. (More on that later.) 

And now I'm back in Virginia, getting back into my routine, and getting used to a quiet house for a while. The best part about traveling and seeing friends and family is that I looked at the calendar today and realized we're almost done with the first month! 

One down and eight to go!