Our Newest Addition

The Sergeant House 

has grown by one member

although 

she doesn't have a 

name yet, 

we absolutely

love her to pieces.

Join me in welcoming

Baby Girl Sergeant

Our cutie pie Dalmatian little girl. 

The story as to how we got her is pretty funny.

A few weeks ago

a friend of mine

 mentioned something to 

me about

this 

"Pet Farm"

on

"Hell Island"

that was

awesome.

I was skeptical at first, 

of course...

This island is seriously

PETA's worst nightmare

come true 

when it comes to animals. 

But I digress.

Anywho...

Mr. Sergeant took Jameson 

out for his morning walk 

and 

met someone in our building that had a 

dalmatian puppy.

He promptly came upstairs and informed 

me that we were going to the "Pet Farm"

and that was that.

I laughed and said alright... 

from there

we got ready, 

and 

headed to the P.F. 

We stopped at a place around the corner from said Pet Farm

named Pets Shop. 

Yes, spelled like that.

We asked about the puppies 

and they looked at us

like we had grew another head. 

We mentioned Pet Farm 

and then

they knew what we were talking about.

Funny how communication in a foreign country works.

We finally make it to the place 

and 

start looking around. 

I immediately notice the pair of ostriches in the back.

These folks had ostriches y'all! 

Not only that, 

but they had a pair of peacocks,

and 

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that talk to you.

That part was hilarious.

There was one bird that "meowed" at you. 

So, 

we finally make it into 

the puppy room

and my jaw drops 

because to my left

I see 4 of the most adorable puppies

that I have ever seen since Jameson of course. (yes, I'm a bit partial.)

Each one completely spotted from head to toe, 

with the cutest wagging tails ever. 

It didn't stop with those pups though. 

As we went further into the space

we found beautiful blue eyed huskies

and some very vocal pugs. 

There were cats, rats, rabbits, turtles, and gerbils as well.

I wanted to take them all home,

but alas, 

I don't think our property manager would have 

been as understanding and open-hearted as me. 

We played with several pups, 

but one little lady in particular kept 

coming back to our attention

and I'm glad she did. 

We thought, discussed, added, and all that other jazz that you do

before making a puppy purchase 

and 

ta-da

she found herself a family. 

We were thankful that the facility had a full grooming shop and a pet supply store on property.

We picked out our necessities, left her to get all cleaned up, had lunch, picked her up, and brought her

home to meet her big brother Jameson.

He is just as smitten with her as we are and we all couldn't be more thrilled. :-)

Now, to come up with a name... 

:-/ 

Wish us luck!

Happy Birthday

TO

MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

I'll recap later...

I'm going out

 to paint this 

island

"Pink & Green"

Gotta celebrate my last year of being 20-something right!

:-)

Random Thoughts...

Nothing new going on...

This country seems

to have survived

the 1 year

 anniversary of

the

"Day of Rage"

which was

yesterday.

Feb 14th.

I just pray that they can get it

together. There is only

so much tear gas

a girl can take.

Tear gas is

something

 I will

not miss

at. all.

I feel as if  "Hell Island" is

single-handedly keeping

the tear-gas companies

in business.

I guess it could be worse.

Actually I know it could,

but when is enough enough?

Good thing I'm leaving.

Like my brain-dump here?

These are random thoughts that have

entered my mind in the

last 24 hours.

You know what they did yesterday?

Turned off the internet.

Facebook

and

Twitter.

My college.

Like completely

BLOCKED IT.

It was awful.

I'm already bored to tears here

and then you take away

my connection to the outside world?

Oh and let's not forget

that I can't do my submit my school work

without the internet.

WTF Hell Island. W.T.F.!

Leaving month can not come fast enough.

I'm tired of these shananigans.

I may get out there and rage too

if they cut my internet again.

They don't want to see me

go all

Bon Qui Qui...

I will though.

I sure will.

Not really,

but it sounded good.

LOL.

A Funny.

My trainer told me this morning

that today is my last day

eating

fried chicken

for lunch.

I gave him the

stank-eye,

then

I laughed because

obviously

that was

a joke.

I'm from the south.

There is no taking about

taking away the

fried chicken.

None. Not at all.

SMH.

This diet stuff sucks.

STOKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Guess who's blowing this

popsicle stand

known as

"Hell Island"?

MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

and the

Sergeant Kids

of course!

Jameson gets to stay with daddy.

Speaking of Mr. Sergeant

I'm going to miss him terribly.

SO VERY MUCH.

But, he's going to be with us

during the 1st month back

in the good ol'

U.S. of A.

There are many reasons behind this decision

that I won't get into here...

not just yet.

Mr. Sergeant and I are

still completely

mushy-gushy

in love with each other.

So... Don't let your minds

wander there.

It's actually bittersweet.

I've grown to like this place

a little somewhat.

And I can never

forget the unbelieveable

experience this has been.

On another note...

I'm trying to figure out if I should go to

Chick-Fil-a

or

Target

first?

Where would you go?

Money and the Artist

Hello.

I'm mom

to a

darling

7 year old.

Whom as of late

has asked for

an

allowance.

Normally

this wouldn't

be an issue

but since
we have a

maid that lives with us

and

cleans everything...

Go ahead. I'll give you a few seconds to be jealous.

Keep in mind though, that the Air Force is not paying us

boat loads of cash...

Having a maid in this area is

part of the norm.

It would be consider

pretty darn strange

if we didn't

and

who am I

to be strange?

Don't answer that...

Anywho...

We're pretty limited on

what she can do

to

earn said

allowance

...

I raised the issue on

twitter

and now

I come to you

my dear readers.

Suggestions are welcomed.

Mother Teresa definitely had it right!

Today, 

and in the course of the 

last few weeks

these words have 

meant so much to me.

So I'm sharing them with you.

Mother Teresa had it right. 

She was amazing.

I can't wait to meet her in heaven 

and say thank you

for your wisdom

and 

for your words that have helped me 

through impossible and very tough

circumstances. 

I hope these words,

brighten your day,

encourage you, 

and guide you

as they have done

and 

will keep doing

for me. 

Happy Friday My Dear Friends! 

People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered.  

Forgive them anyway. 

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives.

 Be kind anyway. 

If you are successful, 

you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies.

 Succeed anyway. 

If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you. 

Be honest and sincere anyway. 

What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight. 

Create anyway. 

If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous. 

Be happy anyway. 

The good you do today, will often be forgotten. 

Do good anyway. 

Give the best you have, and it will never be enough. 

Give your best anyway.”'

 –Mother Teresa

Bitchin' and a Moanin'

I told you.

I'd be back.

Today. I hurt.

A. lot.

My toes hurt.

My fingers hurt.

My arse hurts.

But...

I feel good.

I feel healthy.

I feel stronger.

I feel sore as $&#!

But...

That's a good thing.

It's a great thing.

It's a sure thing.

Thingy-ma-jig.

So, possibly no more

bitchin' & moanin'

or

possibly a lot more.

I don't know yet.

Oh.

I almost forgot.

Thank you for the comments on

yesterday's post.

It was awesome

reading such positivity.

I am thankful for

you

my cheerleaders

in this.

We're gonna make it. :-)

PS. If you're stopping by from a blog hop

 

Welcome to Air Force. Wife. Life.

I look forward to seeing you around.

:-)

Biggest Winner? Why not...

So.

I'm totally about to go

weigh-in

for the

"Biggest Winner"

contest

here on base.

Is it wrong that the week leading

up to said

weigh-in

I ate like I was pregnant

with quads?

Yup.

I was that girl.

Oh you're not going to finish that?

I'll gladly do it for you.

:-/

Now I'm a whopping 200 lbs.

With high blood pressure

and

migraines like it's nobody's business.

In a foreign country

where

they don't have painkillers.

None.

Geez.

My neurologist told me

to take 2 tylenol and 1 advil

and

to get some rest.

WTF?

 2 tylenol and 1 advil?

I almost punched that dude in the face.

But I digress.

Back to the biggest winner.

I'm going to win.

and guess what else.

Y'all are going to get to hear

me

bitch and moan

about

every sore muscle.

Sounds like fun right?!

I know you're excited.

Great. See ya tomorrow with the first

doses of bitchin' and moanin'.

xoxoxoxo