Diary of a Divorcee

Looking at vintage dress patterns is so entertaining… 

Now I’ve just got to get some fabric out and start practicing using my machine! 

I wish my grandma still had enough patience to help me! 

Every time my husband and I pick up the ol’ wii controllers it puts us in the mood.

Maybe it’s the laughing or the healthy dose of competition. Maybe he feels great because he won… He always wins. Who knows.

Whatever it is, wii gets us in the mood.

Are you ready for your TMI Tuesday bit of info: (yes, there’s more) I’m writing this from my iPod while laying in bed, two pillows under my butt and legs up! Fifteen more minutes…

:)

1. Jealousy isn’t pretty on me. 
2. That’s what I get for spying on Facebook. 
3. I’m having a fat day. 
4. I wish my hair would grow out faster! 
5. I’m not cooking dinner tonight. You can’t make me! 
6. I really hope my regular hairdresser can get me in when I go back to my hometown.
7. I shopped on Ebay again for the first time in forever. 
8. I bid on a Snoopy Pillowcase. Don’t judge me. 
9. I’m bored. Can you tell?
10. Sewing isn’t holding my attention right now. 

Every week I work very hard to lose weight. It’s an ongoing battle I’ve had with myself for the past three years. You see, for the ten years prior to that I was very, very sick with an eating disorder. I was still coming out of it when I met my husband. As we started to date I decided that the eating disorder would just have to go. Poof! Here I am, much heavier than I was those three years ago when I only weighed 110 pounds. (Mind you, I’m 5’9”)

I joined Weight Watchers because it truly is a lifestyle change. You are supposed to exercise daily, eat all your vegetables and protein and take your vitamins. It’s not some stupid liquid fasting, olive oil, meal replacement crazy diet like some of the other things I’ve tried. 

I’ve lost ten pounds in the past month and I feel fantastic. So naturally I was very excited to get to the meeting this morning to see how much weight I’d lost this week. 

This week was extra special because I didn’t drink, didn’t cheat, swam a lot, and made great decisions in general. 

When I stepped on the scale I was giddy. “So….” I said. 

The woman weighing me replied, “You stayed the same.”

“Damn.” 

I worked so hard just to stay the same. Oh well, at least I didn’t gain weight. I think I might know why the scale doesn’t calculate my loss but my pants do. I can pull some of them off without unbuttoning! Today I was a bit bloated because of some, ahem, well, dieter’s tea I drank last night. Not a good choice. 

Oh well… I’ll keep persevering! 

Now it’s time for lunch… 

• Laundry started
• Entire house has been vacuumed 
• Sprayed furniture and bed
• Second load of laundry started

Now all I have to do:

• Get ready 
• Go to WW meeting
• Go to Pet supply, buy flea comb
• Go to Marshall’s, pick up polo shirts for husband, something for me too! 
• Swim some laps?
• Finish tracing kitty embroidery

Not too shabby… :)

I’m sure you’ve all noticed my OCD. The cleaning and obsessive crafting, the spurts I go on, the tangents, I won’t get into all of it. Let’s just say, I’m not the only one in this household with compulsions. 

My husband is a full-blown freak too. We like to embrace it. Enjoy the land of perfect angles, folded bed sheets, clean surfaces and sterilization. Don’t worry, our house still looks lived-in, it’s just cleaner than most. 

Last night my husband spotted one of his arch enemies. We were Skyping my mom when all the sudden he proclaimed, 

“Kiki, is that a big on the dog?”

My mom, knowing he’s a freak, said, “Uh oh, it’s probably a flea, get the blowtorch out!”

Thanks mom, thanks a lot for fueling the fire! 

It was a flea. I picked it off, killed it and put it in the trash. Immediately, I opened my iCalendar to see when was the last time I put flea medicine on the dog. It had been 31 days. Ugh. ONE DAY over the time limit and my dog already had a flea. 

What can I expect though? We live near the beach. The Los Angeles area is a hot spot for fleas. It’s sunny, warm and a little humid all year around. 

This isn’t the first time my husband has seen a flea on Diego. Last time he practically had me firebombing the house. Today will be consumed with stripping our bedding and washing everything. Spraying the mattress with flea spray, vacuuming every surface and piece of furniture in the house and going out to buy a flea comb. 

I put Advantage on the dog last night. He should be flea-free by tonight. 

It’s just a bummer because we got so worked up about it that we didn’t, um, you know…. 

We’ll be sure to tonight!

Alright, I best be going now… I have a ton of stuff to do today! On top of my cleaning I have a meeting to go to, two stores to hit and possibly go swimming! I’d like to get all the cleaning done before I have to leave this morning! 

Today was a one of those days… 

In the past four days I’ve embroidered five blocks with babies on them. At first I’d planned to use them in a quilt. Then I put them together and decided that their styles sort of clashed. They’re all vintage looking, but they just don’t go together. 

Then I got the brilliant idea to use them as appliqued patches on onesies. Well, I went to Target to look around at the onesies. They’re so small! Plus, whoever is out there designing baby clothes right now needs to have their head examined! Most of the stuff I picked up had cheap-looking embroidery or screen printing on it. I came to realize my future child’s wardrobe will be in crisis if I have to buy from Target.

I still needed to use the onesies to gauge the size of my patches though. Would I need 3-6 or 6-9 month snap suits? When I held my patches up to the tiny little pieces of clothing I was astonished, my 10” and 12” squares were way too big! 

Now I’m back at square one trying to figure out what to do… I think I might piece each individual square in it’s own little mini-patchwork quilt and use them to cover the car seat. I’m definitely going to use them, though. They’re too cute not to! 

Have any other ideas for me?

My husband and I have been together four years. In that time I’ve learned a few things about military life.

Rule #1: NEVER GET YOUR HOPES UP! 

Sorry for shouting it. It took me a long time to get this rule through my thick head. I’ve always been a very optimistic, maybe naively optimistic. It doesn’t matter though, because before my husband things usually worked out in my favor. Call me spoiled, call me a brat, hell, call me Varuka Salt. I usually get my way. 

Not with the military. 

Do I have to remind you about our wedding being cancelled a month before (after a year’s worth of planning) because of an impromptu deployment to Iraq? 

The military just doesn’t care if you have plans. It doesn’t care about your significant dates, travel vouchers, nothing. 

We still haven’t had our honeymoon because of the dang USCG! 

Today was a small victory. And boy does it taste good! 

My husband was granted five days of leave for the exact dates we applied for! Because of a small, local training school and the holiday, this means we will have ten whole days to relish in my hometown. 

TEN WHOLE DAYS! 

I can’t freakin’ wait to tell my parents! 

This means we will get to go to the cabin, attend my parents’ 50th birthday party. A farmer’s market and some other great events. 

The Leave Gods have answered our prayers! Remind me of this the next time I’m crying because of an ungranted leave disappointment, would ya?

I officially have no more OPK sticks… The little pink line was pretty darn dark. It’s happening soon… I’m not really too worried because we have a game plan. 

Do it like rabbits! 

I’ve wasted my entire morning skyping my best friend in my pajamas, talking on the phone with my Aunt and lounging in the backyard eating fruit. 

It’s been fun… 

I almost forgot I have to go to the post office this morning!!! I’m headed there now! 

Maybe I’ll do a few laps afterward!

Feelin’ like I’ve got the whole world and my whole life ahead of me. I can’t help but smile smugly and roll around in the warm bed sheets like a kid. 

I love our little life. 

My husband tucked me in when he left for work. There’s no list of things to do, besides a bit of laundry and straightening up. I can do anything I want— go for a walk, sew and watch Golden Girls all morning, sew and watch rented movies, go swimming, go shopping at the thrift stores, sit in the park. Whatever I want. 

The only thing that would make this better is if we were in my hometown. I’d have friends and family to visit and hang out with. I wouldn’t have to be so alone every day. 

But that’s okay… We’re going home for a week very soon. I’m sure I’ll be sick of them all by the time I leave. 

Oh, and no new news on the TTC saga. I used the last OPK this early morning just to get it out of the way… We’ve resolved to extend our ten day challenge through this whole month. We’ve been doing it multiple times per day. Two more weeks and we shall see…. 

Have a good day everyone!