Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
I will keep this short and sweet so everyone can recuperate after the feast that was Thursday. This was our first Thanksgiving together and we had a lot of fun. We spent Thanksgiving with our close friends here on base, both married and single soldiers. The dinner was primarily put on by our closest friends Karlea and Scott Thourot and ourselves. We invited enough people (and dogs) to fill their new home, which was good considering we had a 30 lb turkey, enough side dishes (and OF each side dish) to feed a zoo and 5 different pies! Everything came out delicious.
Our holiday continued with a small fire in the backyard and being among our friends who, like us, were unable to visit home. We had a great holiday and are Thankful we have our friends when we are so far from our family.
Love you and miss you all!
S+E
Friday, November 23, 2012
Friday, October 19, 2012
The One With Chucky
Hey everyone!
Well, if you don't already know from my constant Facebook posts, we got our puppy :) His name is Harlo and he is a German Shepherd mix, (mixed with what...? I don't know. Something with fuzzy ears!) He is the sweetest and smartest dog I think I have ever met. Sometimes even too smart. He is just a baby at 3 months old and he is very curious. He likes to do his own thing and explore the house and backyard but, he also loves to cuddle!
I found him on Monday (Oct. 15) and picked him up the very next day. And yes, Eric knows! Kinda.. Eric and I have been wanting to get a dog for a while and no matter how hard we tried to get one, they were always gone before we got there! We had our eye on one that was to be adopted the day after Eric left for the field for two weeks but, again, he was adopted first thing that morning! Frustrated, I started to look again for when Eric got back. He called me over the weekend (Oct. 13) to see if we got the dog. He was very bummed when he heard. Then, he told me to find a new one and get it. I asked him, "well dont you want to help me pick him out?" And all he said was, "No. I trust you." And let me tell you, I did good!
Harlo was the last one left of his litter at the Humane Society in Elizabethtown. His name at the shelter was Chucky and his brother, Cujo, was adopted the day before so he was now alone in his pen and really needed a friend. Now, I am a HUGE sap. Especially when it comes to animals! And I always have the hardest time at shelters when all I want to do is adopt them all.. So, when they told me that he was in the very last pen on the left side, I knew to walk down the hall and only look straight ahead and not at the other dogs for my own safety. I got to his pen and with one look at him, I knew that's our dog. He was laying in the corner, against the door with his nose resting and sticking out through the chain link and when he saw me coming he sat right up and put one paw up on the gate. I think he knew too ;)
It took me about 30 seconds to decide that I wanted to take him home. I told him I will be right back and walked back to the counter (again not letting my eyes wander) and adopted him :) An employee brought him out for me in his arms after I finished the last of the paperwork. Harlo, or "Chucky", was wiggling with excitement, trying to get out of this guys arms! And as soon as he was passed to me, he stopped wiggling and started to lick my face. Yepp, this is my boy!
Well, if you don't already know from my constant Facebook posts, we got our puppy :) His name is Harlo and he is a German Shepherd mix, (mixed with what...? I don't know. Something with fuzzy ears!) He is the sweetest and smartest dog I think I have ever met. Sometimes even too smart. He is just a baby at 3 months old and he is very curious. He likes to do his own thing and explore the house and backyard but, he also loves to cuddle!
I found him on Monday (Oct. 15) and picked him up the very next day. And yes, Eric knows! Kinda.. Eric and I have been wanting to get a dog for a while and no matter how hard we tried to get one, they were always gone before we got there! We had our eye on one that was to be adopted the day after Eric left for the field for two weeks but, again, he was adopted first thing that morning! Frustrated, I started to look again for when Eric got back. He called me over the weekend (Oct. 13) to see if we got the dog. He was very bummed when he heard. Then, he told me to find a new one and get it. I asked him, "well dont you want to help me pick him out?" And all he said was, "No. I trust you." And let me tell you, I did good!
Harlo was the last one left of his litter at the Humane Society in Elizabethtown. His name at the shelter was Chucky and his brother, Cujo, was adopted the day before so he was now alone in his pen and really needed a friend. Now, I am a HUGE sap. Especially when it comes to animals! And I always have the hardest time at shelters when all I want to do is adopt them all.. So, when they told me that he was in the very last pen on the left side, I knew to walk down the hall and only look straight ahead and not at the other dogs for my own safety. I got to his pen and with one look at him, I knew that's our dog. He was laying in the corner, against the door with his nose resting and sticking out through the chain link and when he saw me coming he sat right up and put one paw up on the gate. I think he knew too ;)
It took me about 30 seconds to decide that I wanted to take him home. I told him I will be right back and walked back to the counter (again not letting my eyes wander) and adopted him :) An employee brought him out for me in his arms after I finished the last of the paperwork. Harlo, or "Chucky", was wiggling with excitement, trying to get out of this guys arms! And as soon as he was passed to me, he stopped wiggling and started to lick my face. Yepp, this is my boy!
MEET HARLO
Monday, October 8, 2012
The One with Ghostbusters
Hello all!
Well, we are wrapping up Eric's birthday weekend now and it was full of lots of fun and tons of love. He was lucky enough to have his birthday fall on a four-day weekend this year, which he was very excited about! And let me tell you, we celebrated ALL weekend. Our celebration went like this...
Thursday night was my "party attack" plan in which I would set up all decorations and gifts and bake a cake all while Eric was sleeping. I thought it would be safe to assume that after a very long day at work, (even a long week) that he would pass out no later than 11 from exhaustion. Well, no. He did not. This guy stays up until 3:30 a.m. and pushes back my "party attack" a few hours, which was alright as I was wide awake due to pure excitement anyway. Once he was out, I sat quietly and waited to be absolutely sure before I made my move. How sure? Well, after a few minutes of sitting and waiting for his snoring to start, I then progressed into saying, "babe.. Babe.. BABE" repeatedly and got no response. Good sign! But not yet completely convinced, I start to jump on the bed. No reaction and now he is out and off dreaming into whatever he dreams about. Reeses Peanut Butter Cups. Motorcycles. Video Games. Maybe a video game with a motorcycle made out of Reeses, I dont know, but he was there.
All I have to say is that I am happy he is such a hard sleeper because between the creaks in our floorboards, blowing up a full bag of baloons on my own (some blowing up in my face. Ow!), moving presents and bags up and down the stairs and mixing and baking his cake, it was loud! At least I thought it was loud, but he never woke once. In fact when I finished, at 6:30 a.m., he was in the exact same position he was when I had left him. Must be a good dream!
After a refreshing 4 hours of sleep, we woke up Friday morning at about 10 due to Eric's phone exploding with "Happy Birthday" messages. Now, my family knows I am not much of a "morning person" and usually require a comfortable 10 hours of sleep to not be a grump but, I was so excited to get up and celebrate that it was rather easy to get up. That being said, it was another story to get the actual Birthday-Boy up! After coaxing him out of bed, he came downstairs to, what formally was the living room, now taken over by baloons, streamers, signs and presents. He was shocked and suprised as he had no idea what the heck happened to our house, but also he was very happy :)
Well, we are wrapping up Eric's birthday weekend now and it was full of lots of fun and tons of love. He was lucky enough to have his birthday fall on a four-day weekend this year, which he was very excited about! And let me tell you, we celebrated ALL weekend. Our celebration went like this...
Thursday night was my "party attack" plan in which I would set up all decorations and gifts and bake a cake all while Eric was sleeping. I thought it would be safe to assume that after a very long day at work, (even a long week) that he would pass out no later than 11 from exhaustion. Well, no. He did not. This guy stays up until 3:30 a.m. and pushes back my "party attack" a few hours, which was alright as I was wide awake due to pure excitement anyway. Once he was out, I sat quietly and waited to be absolutely sure before I made my move. How sure? Well, after a few minutes of sitting and waiting for his snoring to start, I then progressed into saying, "babe.. Babe.. BABE" repeatedly and got no response. Good sign! But not yet completely convinced, I start to jump on the bed. No reaction and now he is out and off dreaming into whatever he dreams about. Reeses Peanut Butter Cups. Motorcycles. Video Games. Maybe a video game with a motorcycle made out of Reeses, I dont know, but he was there.
All I have to say is that I am happy he is such a hard sleeper because between the creaks in our floorboards, blowing up a full bag of baloons on my own (some blowing up in my face. Ow!), moving presents and bags up and down the stairs and mixing and baking his cake, it was loud! At least I thought it was loud, but he never woke once. In fact when I finished, at 6:30 a.m., he was in the exact same position he was when I had left him. Must be a good dream!
After a refreshing 4 hours of sleep, we woke up Friday morning at about 10 due to Eric's phone exploding with "Happy Birthday" messages. Now, my family knows I am not much of a "morning person" and usually require a comfortable 10 hours of sleep to not be a grump but, I was so excited to get up and celebrate that it was rather easy to get up. That being said, it was another story to get the actual Birthday-Boy up! After coaxing him out of bed, he came downstairs to, what formally was the living room, now taken over by baloons, streamers, signs and presents. He was shocked and suprised as he had no idea what the heck happened to our house, but also he was very happy :)
Top Left: "Happy Birthday Babe" poster complete with balloons and streamers
Top Middle: Balloon wall blocking the view from the stairs and the streamer curtain
Top Right: "Letters from home" wall
Bottom: What was the couch, now covered in balloons and presents!
Top Left: Eric opening his letters from home
Top Right: Eric's new converse (Thanks Mum!)
Bottom Left: Eric got A LOT of Reeses (he actually started to cry knowing how many Reeses he had!)
Bottom Right: Eric reading his letters from home and loving every word of them!
Then there was cake!
Reeses Peanut Butter Cup cake, of course!
Saturday we had our first real date since we've been married! We went and saw the movie 'Looper', which we really enjoyed so two-thumbs up and a recommendation from us here, and then we went out to dinner at Applebees. After dinner, we decided to go to Fourth Street and Bardstown in Louisville to celebrate Eric's birthday some more. We invited Eric's friend Maio (Darren Maio, but we call him Maio) to come along. Fourth Street is a full street, similar to Fremont Street in Las Vegas but, it is all bars and all the bars are different themes, (country, rock, rave, rap/hip hop..etc.) and you get carded to get on the actual street rather than the bars. Pretty cool place! We bounced back and forth between bars, depending on wherever the good music was playing at the time so the boys could show off their "sweet dance moves."
Speaking of dance moves... If you don't know already, there is a new viral song called "Gangnam Style" by Psy a Korean Rap Artist that has blown up recently in the U.S. and to Eric. It is his new dance now and he does it everywhere! Down the street. In the house. In the clubs. Even on stage! (I will come back to this). Before we even left for Louisville, we had listened and he had danced to "Gangnam Style" about 37 times that afternoon, perfecting his moves and preparing them for the night ahead. At every bar we went to, (7 bars total) Maio would go up to the DJ and request they play "Gangnam Style" so Eric could show his new dance. It was our mission! Then, we started to hear the songs beat start to come on slowly and you can see in his face, "Oh, its time." Next thing I know, Eric is gone in the crowd and I lose sight of him in the dancing crowd. Then I see that red hair we all know and love bobbing up and down. He is up on the stage, in front of everyone while Maio starts to clear the bridal party that was up there to the edges and before you know it, it's on. Eric is dancing his dance and literally EVERYBODY in the room stopped what they were doing and were screaming and cheering for him. He soaked up every second of it and had a blast! Good work babe.
Oh and if things couldn't get any more interesting, we happened to run into the Ghost Busters at the Rock Bar!
And met some new friends
All in all it was a great time! We had a lot of fun together.
And Eric got to shake his "thang"
Happy Birthday Babe!
I love you!
Are we Lucky 'Orr' What?!
Click for "Gangnam Style"
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Thursday, September 27, 2012
The one with Friends
Welcome everyone!
Well, we decided that it would be an "ultimately-awesome" idea to keep a blog containing our news, cool info, quirky moments and fun memories to share and update you guys since we have flown the nest to good ole 'Tucky. It will be Eric and Shade, all the time, anytime and as if we never left! Think you can handle our return? Because, we have arrived with vengeance!
First, you might be wondering, "Why is this post called 'The one with Friends'?" Well, Eric and I are Friends, (the television show that started a million hair style trends) FANATICS. In fact, the ten full seasons were the very first thing we bought together for the house and have been watching them ever since we arrived! We were determined to find all 10 seasons, which lead to the cross-country search that included stopping at 9 different Walmart stores on our drive to Fort Knox! I am happy to say (due to Eric's determination) we found all 10. Now, any Friends fans on here know that all of their episodes were titled, "The one with..." and included something from that episode, (i.e. "The one with the orange" or "The one with the haircut"). Since we are obsessed with Friends, we decided to adopt this title method for our blog posts!
Now that you understand our goal, we would like to say we love you and miss you all! We hope this blog helps close the gap, just a little more and invite you into our new lives together and at Fort Knox. Feel free to comment or write us anytime on here! We hope you enjoy.
Are we lucky 'ORR' what?!
S+E
P.S. Thanks Momma/"Mum" (Tonya Doughty) for designing the layout! We love it and love you!
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