Also...

So, there are some random things I'd like to talk about, but none of them really have anything to do with the others.  That's why this blog post is called Also... because you're going to get a whole bunch of little stuff that I also want to tell you.  Just go with it...

• Well, first thing's first.  Many of you have been wondering about the fate of the flower plant from my first post.  I'm glad to tell you that it's doing just great.  I still don't know what it is, and I still don't have a name for it... which is probably why it's still alive.  Alive, despite my husband accidentally hitting it with a table cloth.  I don't know what happened with that- I wasn't there.  This plant is quite the trooper.  Here's a pretty picture of it for proof.

• The refrigerator is still doing great.  And, since the water dispenser is on the inside, it was hilarious when a friend tried to get water from the refrigerator while still trying to trap the coolness inside it.  

• The neighbor's son came over for a little bit yesterday.  I gave him some cookies I'd baked, but he didn't like the walnuts in them.  He did say, "Next time, you can make vanilla cookies with vanilla icing... and sprinkles!"  It was too cute.  I adore this child... and he will have his vanilla cookies with vanilla icing and sprinkles.

• Someone on Reddit does not like this blog and I find that hilarious.  I don't know why, I just do.

DISCLAIMER: This next blurb should not be read by my fathers, brother, uncles, or anyone else skittish when it comes to womanly things.  Just skip it and move on.

• I said the word "vagina" to my doctor.  Actually the sentence was, "You mean, you're going to see my vagina?"  In all fairness, I'd just found out that (in the military system) your PCM does your girly exam.  So, Tuesday is V-Day.  After that, whenever I'm sick I'll be thinking, and let's face it- I may end up really saying, "So... you've seen my vagina... What a lovely day that was."  And every time my husband has to go to the doctor he'll, in my mind, be thinking, "Remember that day we looked at my wife's vagina together? Yeahhhh. Let's not do that again."  Yup, because I'm having my husband come with me.  I don't want to hurt the doctor's feelings by having one of his coworkers come in and stand guard over my girl area.  It would undermine his awesome doctoring skills.  However, I'm not so comfortable spreading my legs on my own just yet.  We just met!  My husband will be there.  He's Coast Guard, so he can just pretend my girly area is the coast and he's guarding it.  Or he'll just look away and feel uncomfortable, while internally cussing me out.  Still, it should make for a fun blog post that night.

The bad, scary part is now over.  You may continue reading, if you wish.  If you are one of the people who I said NOT to read the passage above, and if you read it anyway, do not tell me that you did.  Please.  

• We kind of scared my daughter's teacher the other day.  My daughter's classroom is out in the module/trailer section in the back of the school.  Because they are out there, the teacher's requests for things for the class have been forgotten about numerous times.  The kids needed cubbies for their things really badly.  They've been keeping everything in their backpacks on the backs of their chairs.  Whenever they'd get up to go anywhere, their chairs would fall backward with a huge thunk... which made changing classrooms and lunch time so much fun. So, we'd decided that we'd provide the cubbies.  We went and got those shelves from Target that have the nine square cubbies per unit and brought them to the classroom.  When we walked in, the teacher was teaching.  So, we just propped the boxes up against the wall, I told the kids that they better listen to the teacher and do their best work, and we left after saying goodbye to the teacher and hugging our daughter.  I thought he must have been in shock, because all he did was look at us like we had ten heads... each.  Turns out, he had no idea who we were.  My daughter had to tell him we were her parents and make him feel better.  While laughing hysterically at poor Mr. Teacher, I sent him an email and he replied that he's grateful... and can't figure out how to put them together.  Yup, I'll be bringing my tools over on Monday afternoon to put them together for him.  That should be a good follow up post too.

• I found out that Senior Chief knows that sometimes I forget and call him Super Chief.  I'm kind of afraid that at one of the next events he'll be wearing a cape and will make fun of me.  Though, that would be hilarious.  Bring it on Super Senior Chief.

• We had some amazing weather the other day.  Thunder and lightening storms, crazy clouds, and double rainbows.  This made my neighborhood look so pretty.

So, that's all I can remember for now.  I'm pretty tired and worn out after such a busy week.  This week coming up seems like it's going to be even more jam-packed full of crazy things.  If nothing else, it should be interesting, informative, and insane.  Good luck to all my loves who will be starting classes without me tomorrow.  I'm with you in spirit and I want to hear every detail!!!