Drumroll Please

Please, meet the newest member of our family..........
*DRUMROLL*
Chesty the English Bulldog
He is 5 years old and just about the sweetest dog I've ever met. The people who owned him couldn't keep him because of a child's medical issues, so we've taken him in.
Hunter and Chesty get along swell and Chesty rode the entire ride home with his head on Hunter's lap (Hunter was in his car seat and the backseat is pretty small with a big dog and a Britax in the back).
Chesty likes stuffed frogs, linoleum floors and being scratched on the nose.
He is going on a healthy diet though, because the big guy weighs 100 lbs. and is used to getting tons of table scraps. We don't want him to develop hip problems or any other health problems, so no more human food for Chesty.
He did come with a Marine Corps uniform though!
Isn't he darn cute?

I can't wear my sunglasses in traffic

Yep, the title is true. Random fact for you. If traffic gets heavy, the sunglasses go to the top of my head. I also am afraid of freeways. I actually have a lot of qualms associated with being in a car. Kiefer and I are actually on the hunt for a larger, safer vehicle for me. So maybe I'll be able to go to base and get on the freeway, and not take back roads (which is pretty sucky) all the way through San Diego and take and hour or more driving 12 miles.
This was Hunter's reaction to his Halloween skunk costume. That face, is not a happy one. Poor baby. It's the hood that scared him. We'll paint his face for trick-or-treating (going with a couple we know who has older children) that way he doesn't have to wear the hood, and you can still tell he's a skunk.
Not that the stripe down his back and the fuzzy tummy doesn't shout "hey look at me!" However, if we put the hood up, he'll become a real stinker.

I hope I'm not a terrible mother for taking these photos as he was throwing a fit. I was trying to capture the cuteness, since Kiefer was on 24 hour guard duty and. I was trying to get a good photo on my phone to send to him so he could see it.

So now we look forward to a weekend of (hopefully) sleeping in, (hopefully) no work call-ins for Kiefer, and a peaceful, quiet, relaxing home.

Oh and here's my recipe for Kelly's Korner "Show us how you live" go-to dinner recipes. I am new to this housewife gig, but I've definitely been trying and I've made this quite a bit this last month. To give credit, I got it off of cooks.com, I think.
Chicken and Dumplings
*I serve them with simple boiled okra and red potatoes*

4 skinless, boneless chicken breast halves
2 tablespoons butter
2 (10.75 ounce) cans condensed cream of chicken soup
1 onion, finely diced
2 (10 ounce) packages refrigerated biscuit dough, torn into pieces

1. Place the chicken, butter, soup, and onion in a slow cooker, and fill with enough water to cover.
2. Cover, and cook for 5 to 6 hours on High. About 30 minutes before serving, place the torn biscuit dough in the slow cooker. Cook until the dough is no longer raw in the center.

And the envelope please....

Pet Peeves... Maybe I'm just easily irritated but I have quite a few. Call this a b..ching post if you must, maybe I'm just sleepy. However, I thought this could be fun, no blog hop or anything like that but a few blogs are doing it, and I'm picking up on that too.
*He's not a pet peeve, he's just cute and has learned how to climb stairs!*
1. Standing to close in conversation
I was a hair stylist at one point, I get the whole sometimes you have to invade personal space to do something. However--that is not the case to get your point across. I will not invade your bubble, please do not invade mine.
2. Smacking your gum.
If you're going to chew gum, don't do it like a cow. And for the sake of all etiquette classes--not in my ear on the telephone!
3. Tossing around words in conversation that mean something else, but using them as an insult.
This is probably my top peeve. People do not realize how offensive it is when they call someone "gay" or "a retard." To each their own on opinions on homosexuality, but personally, I have family and friends who are GLBTQ--and I love them just the way they are.
More offensive to me is the term "retard" being thrown around in conversation. Those who use that word have never had a person with a mental special need in your family, or if you have--you're just ignorant.
4. People who call way too early. Self explanatory. The actual reason for this post. :)

6 Word Saturday

Ordering pizza. Tired of house guests.

A Bird's Eye View of Us

So I've been a tad bit busy, hence the lack of blog updates.
It's been a busy week, from a job interview (working at home, but still--anything helps!), tons of laundry, unexpected blessings, unexpected bills, Kiefer being off a lot this week and a bunch of other stuff.Today we're watching football. We picked Kiefer's friend up from the barracks and invited him over to watch Alabama vs. Virginia Tech, they're rooting for Alabama. I am neutral. Football's not something I know much about.Last night we went to a birthday party for another one of Kiefer's friends, that was a lot of fun. Hunter had plenty of fun playing and having fun, then promptly fell asleep and we put him to bed in their daughter's nursery in a pack n play.
So I mentioned a job. I'll be watching a 6 month old baby boy, Monday through Friday all day. His daddy is a sailor and his mom is a teacher, and I think Hunter could use a playmate. He's just a few months younger than Hunter so Hunter can teach him plenty, I'm sure!
Other than that, I've spent the week doing the things I've mentioned above, and of course organizing my shoe closet. Ah, how I love shoes....