Gray hair, turning 30 and freaking out

Ok so I am already a little freaked out that my 20’s are coming to an inevitable end, I have very fond memories of my young adult life and I am not sure if I am ready to let them go. Anyway what got me re-thinking is while I was getting a hair cut my hairdresser found some gray hairs (My husband had found one earlier but I pulled it out and thought it was over) and I got to thinking wow I am F^*#ing turning 30! Time to grow up and say goodbye to my crazy irresponsible young adult life, Goodbye Marti Gras, goodbye trips to the bars in Mexico, (Viva Mexico) goodbye piñatas filled with mini liquor bottles and cigarettes … It’s time for responsibility and highlights.

I guess I should be thankful for my family, my sons Jean-Claude and Vandamme are in good health and so are myself and Señor Jorge, but I guess I feel that I need to have a little  grieving moment for my soon to be gone 20’s.   I

 know 30 is not that old, but this is my last whining moment so I don’t keep it in and my head explode!

RIP 20”s you will be missed……

Bicycle seats…. Why so small?

My family and I go out and bike ride every now and then for the exercise and bonding, I (almost) absolutely love this time. What makes me cringe at the thought of biking is the ragging wedgy I get. Fist off I have been blessed (or cursed) with a well endowed derriere, so when I am on a bike with a regular seat all you see is my cheeks no seat what so ever. Seriously the seat is literally invisible! So with this knowledge of my butt cheeks to seat ratio, I head to the store and buy the biggest bike seat I could find. Although the seat is a lot more comfortable than the incredibly small and hard seat the bike came with, I still get a wedgy!  And for hours after  I still deal with a phantom wedgy.( You know when you still feel like you have a wedgy but don’t) There needs to be a seat made for women with larger derrieres am I right ladies?

Two households Become One

This is my first blog ever and I am very excited to share my stories and family shenanigan that go on in our life. So let me start off with I am 29 going on 30 this coming month and I have a little bit of anxiety over it every now and then, but hey they are saying now 30 is the new 20! So I am looking forward to being 20 again.

So about my family, I have an 8 yr old son I’ll call him “Jean-Claude” he is a very funny, sensitive, loud talker who hates to spend his money. I also have a 10 year old step-son I’ll call him “Vandamme”. He is a smart, tall and sensitive boy who looks just like his dad. My husband is in the army we will call him “Senor Jorge” he is turning 35 this coming month. He is a very patient, sarcastic, funny and loving man.

How did two households become one you ask? Well my son Jean-Claude and I were stationed in Augusta, Georgia (I was in the military for 5 years long ago) were I met senor Jorge who was newly divorced. After a few encounters we made it official and 2 years later we married! Thus we brought together our two households and made it one. Now we are living in San Antonio TX it’s not a bad place to live if you can get over the heat and humidity.

All in all we are a pretty normal military family who move all over the country and abroad every three years or so. It’s a crazy life but filled with many adventures!         

(Fartikiss Asskissimus)