bear couple figurine 11/13/05

so I have a bear couple figurine that B sent me from Japan. The boy is wearing a military uniform & the girl is wearing a wedding dress. Z would say the boy was Poppa & the girl was me in my jammies - funny kid.

Ghetto tricycle 11/10/05

the f'ing dog (no, that's not her name, but if she didn't do this kindof stuff i wouldn't call her that) anyways, the f'ing dog chewed off one of the rubber handlebars from Z's tricycle & he had a fit; one handlebar is completely missing & the other is kinda chewed up. Once I got Z to calm down, we went for a walk & took his tricycle; this was his first trip out of the backyard on the trike, so it was a milestone. We went around the block 1.5x before he decided he was tired.

I later told Dad about our adventure on Z's ghetto tricycle; he said it wasn't ghetto, we just fit in with where we live now.

June 2005

in June 2005 we moved to RC. A SMALL military town in the middle of the desert & nowhere. it's was only 100 degrees, so it wasn't that hot, until the cooler went out in the middle of the move.

we put a bid on the house based on 3 pic's off the internet. to say we were desperate would be an understatement. a pic of the front of the house, the living room & the kitchen. the kitchen pic looked squished, as no kitchen could be that narrow, but i was wrong - it is THAT narrow & the ceiling is THAT low, so even at 5'4" i am an amazon woman in that kitchen.

what get's me most about this town is how much everyone just loves it, like it's absolutely undoubtable the best fricken place on earth, better than Disneyland even! ok, no, it's fricken hell on earth. i'm sure they've got something going thru the water system to make all these people dillusional. i had a myspace page & i decided i should (for my own sake as well as the safetly of my family), remove the city & zip code because i think they deport (at best) or do something to those who don't conform to the idea of how wonderful this place is.