Didn't even have to use my AK

Today I managed to get the kids on the bus. It was mostly out of necessity thought since I needed to get to the doctor's office before 7:30 to get a same-day appointment.

Success! I got an early appointment and went to the library to work for 5 hours while I waited on my lab results and my prescription.Kinda sad since it's my last day of work that I know of for a while. It was a beautiful day out today and I always enjoy driving something other than the minivan, so aside from the reason for the trip, it was quite a nice drive :)

It's a Monday so when the kids got home we worked on homework.  Well, R & C worked on homework and O spent several hours being distracted.

I built the kids a fort while they were doing their homework.  O moved in there to work but R took it over when the younger two started getting reading for bed. I came back in hearing the sounds of a mumbled out-of-tune version of Rock You Like a Hurricane coming from the fort. I sneaked around and snapped this:

Yes, his head is blurry because he was headbanging to the Scorpions. While playing a logic puzzle.

Here's a better view inside the fort:

After I took these pictures. O mused, "I have noticed you've been taking a lot of pictures lately. It's because Dad's gone isn't it?" I explained that he was right because Daddy misses us and he wants to still see what's going on and what we're up to.  

Of course when R found out the Pats were playing Monday Night Football, he insisted that he be able to watch the whole game so he could tell Daddy how the game went. Well played, Dad.  Congratulations on raising yourself a sports buddy. :)

Best laid plans

Today was a beautiful day so the boys and I took advantage of it and we all worked on some outdoor chores.  I started out giving each one their own assignment. 

O was sweeping the front porch, removing the cobwebs and picking the leaves out of the flower beds.

R was assigned the front yard.

And C and I were to tackle the side yard together.

Well crap. Where's C?

He ended up in the front. 

And then there were several fights.

And then everyone ended up everywhere and no one ended up doing anything. A cute chore list and tiny child-sized rakes didn't prevent this great idea from failing. 

So I scrapped the assignment and we all did all the areas together. We raked every inch of the yard and bagged it all up, ending up with five big bags.  They hated every second of it and protested the whole way. Until the last 20 minutes or so, when they accepted it and started making it into a fun game.

The kids ended up doing such great work that after our fantastic dinner of leftovers we all played a family game of Mario Party after showers and pjs and they all went to bed with no issue and on time. All's well that ends well :)

Childhood karma

It is amazing how soothing sitting next to a sleeping baby while I type this is, even if that "baby" is 6 1/2. :)

Today we all woke up surprisingly well, especially considering we all had a pretty late night. O was up earliest as he had received prior permission to play computer when he woke up. He gladly took the opportunities afforded the early riser while R was out of the competition at his sleep over and played Civilization for several hours.  They have had so little screen time the last year, especially compared to their peers that it's just okay.  It makes it an even easier decision when I consider how much O takes after his Dad when it comes to hobbies, more specifically of the electronic kind. It could also be considered a quasi-educational game as well I guess.

R came home around 9:30 from a friend's house.  I let them play Wii for a little while while I finished getting the things together for the box to send out to APO-Land.  We drove out to the post office and I collected pity-laden stares from others at the post office.  From there we went to Game Stop and Pet Smart.  There were some super super adorable kittens there! I feel bad that the kids can't have a pet right now. They sure do want one.

From there we went to Chick-Fil-A for lunch while I had a meeting with a friend about the new military non-profit, Ally Research (you can see more about it here: http://allyresearch.org) Afterward we went to Starbucks with a buy-one-get-one holiday drink offer.  I couldn't pass it up when I had been dying to try out these Starbucks Butterbeer recipes with the kids.  This was the only way I could do it!  R was the only one who liked them though, which made me wonder if he was just sucking it up only for the Potter factor. O also took this time to mention he was having a really horrible day and so I agreed with him. After all, who can bear a day filled with hours of computer games, a pet store visit, a spicy chicken sandwich lunch and some playplace time, a new Wii game and a whipped cream covered beverage at Starbucks?

This whole episode made me think a few things:
1. It must be absolute torture to listen to me complain about things all the time
2. God gives you children with your faults so you can see just how ridiculous you are in time to realize you've wasted your life being ridiculous.
3. We should all call our mothers and apologize

We came home after that and the kids played wii while I scrubbed the pot I inadvertently burned macaroni in AGAIN yesterday when I was trying to fix lunch for the kids while being on a work call. I am now grounded from making macaroni unless I remove it from the stove, turn the burner off, and set a timer. I took the opportunity to also scrub the stove clean. Yuck.

Dinner was vegetables and mac & cheese (that I tried yesterday but failed). So so so thankful my kids devour their vegetables!!! Even plain steamed Normandy Blend with no salt or butter. Seriously... how did I get so lucky?!?

We ended our moderately pleasant night with a few rounds of bedtime math and some cuddles.

OPSEC

As we get ready to start this event, I thought it would be a good reminder to post this on here. Do Not Disclose: • unit mission or the number of personnel assigned to the unit • deployment areas and times • port call dates • special shore deployments • unit morale or personnel problems • troop movement • military intentions, capabilities, or operations • the location of the family during the deployment • the planned return date for service members When practicing OPSEC,family members should be careful not to talk about sensitive information in public settings or over the telephone, post pictures or information on websites or blogs, include sensitive information in emails or attachments, or write about sensitive information in newsletters.Additionally, family members should ensure that they shred or destroy unneeded documents and papers providing information on operations. *from http://www.militaryonesource.mil/12038/Project%20Documents/MilitaryHOMEFRONT/Service%20Providers/Deployment/2011_DeploymentGuide.pdf#page=55

NC Bucket List

Bentonville Battlefield

Uwharrie

Cape Lookout/Cape Hatteras

Great Smoky Mtns -> with kids 

Appalachian Trail

Carowinds

Wilmington/Beaches

Linville Gorge

Grandfather Mtn. St. Park

Hanging Rock St. Park

Stone Mtn. State Park

Biltmore
Weymouth Woods Nature Preserve
Bryant House and McClendon Cabin
Myrtle Beach?
Whitewater Rafting/Float Trip

2013! A new year a new attempt at a (not) new blog!

So Mobile Dubs probably could use some explaining. I began the blog while we were living in the city of Mobile, AL but I knew that would be temporary. Lucky for me, our city name is a homonym. Its alternate meaning is an adjective meaning, according to Mirriam-Webster, "capable of moving or being moved." PERFECT military family blog title, right! The dubs is because we are the Wallaces and Dubs is a way more fun way of saying 'doubleyous'. At least it was back when I was a freshman in college in he long ago time the year of our Lord 2K. Last night when I was considering a new blog and title (maybe something like the pretentious "Life at the Lakehouse" so I can continue trying to make people think I'm cool) I thought, "hey... this blog title is still pretty relevant." So with it I stuck. As I went to write the post, I noticed my last one was in 2010 and it was just a picture. Whoops. I hope I can better this time. Like I always hope. I am not optimistic.

New Year's Eve

New Year's Eve/New Year's Day is my favorite holiday. It isn't because of parties or drinking, however, but my simple obsession with the idea of potential, newness, fresh starts, and planning for greatness. As a child I would happily cling to the idea that no matter what went wrong that year, I would get a brand new shot at everything as soon as the clock struck midnight. I would spend all night cleaning my room, organizing, purging, and journaling. There would be a symbolic 'last song' selected to sum up the ending year, and a 'first song' selected to represent what I wanted out of the year to come. All that is a lot of work. The past few years (okay... eight) I have been a mother, graduate student, wife and frequent mover. I use my evenings, holiday or otherwise to catch up on everything on which I have fallen behind. Here we are at the end of 2012, a year during which I have felt myself sink into a lingering depression. The horrible thing is that I feel intensely guilty because I have a wonderful life and nothing I can *think* of would give me cause to be depressed. So I am consequently depressed AND self-loathing because I am an ungrateful bitch. Lovely combo. I have always wanted to blog. regularly. and seriously. HOWEVER... I have a few major obstacles preventing me from doing this properly: I always run out of time for everything I want to do, I am horrible at finishing things I start, and I am INCAPABLE of being honest to the point of exposing any of my shortcomings. I turn 31 in a few days and I think I may have reached the point at which I can risk letting everyone know I am not perfect. Because, let's face it, everyone already knew that. This blogging (aka public journaling) may actually be good for me. Especially since I can't see a therapist/psychologist/psychiatrist. But that story is one for another day. I begin 2013 tomorrow with a good night's rest, a positive outlook, and some lofty goals. See you next year. ...I really hope that sign off ends up being cute and not actually truthful!