Waiting for my karma check..

I know the point of doing good deeds is to pay it forward. But there is also that nice cliche that no good deed goes unnoticed. So I am crossing my fingers that this will be the case for me. Those that know me personally, know that I was born with an unlucky streak.

The most I have ever won in a scratch off was $2.00. I've never won at bingo. You get the picture. But maybe its because I don't really give back. Maybe it was karma.

Well I am proud to announce that I gave back...twice, in one week. (insert applause here)

For Thanksgiving, my family adopted two soldiers from Lackland AFB. We picked them up at 9 am and they hung out with us until 6 pm. They got fed like they haven't in weeks. Plus they got to call home and use the Internet. Pretty much feel connected like to society like they haven't in weeks. During basic training they cannot even leave the base. Neither of them were from here and they hadn't gotten to experience anything that San Antonio had to offer...the shame! They ended up being great. They were so nice and appreciative. I felt connected to them by the time they left, and I truly wish them well in all their endeavors. I think they will make fine airmen and later on patrolmen(that's what they want to be later on in life).

Then today I bought my first pair of Toms shoes. Love these things. Everyone else thinks they are ugly.. but I think they are awesome! Plus, every pair that is bought, another gets donated to children who do not have shoes. How awesome is that!??

So there goes my good deeds for the week so far. I still have another day to continue paying it forward... I just might go find me a homeless guy and give him some moolah.

Happy Birthday!!!!

I began writing this post at 1:20 pm. That means that in twenty minutes, two years ago I was holding my newborn baby boy. That is insane to me. I cannot believe that it has been two years already. It really was a blink of an eye. It is weird...when you are dating someone, two years is such a milestone. It took so long to reach that point... but with Jack. I cant believe how quickly it flew by. I really feel like I should still be holding my wittle bitty baby...

He kicked off his birthday last night by doing sumersaults until 1 am. I guess he knew that today was his big day and he just wanted to start it out the best way he knew how. This kiiiiinda perturbed me because I, for one, am not into getting kicked in the face over and over again while I am trying to sleep. But he eventually got tired and past out.

When I woke up this morning he was still sound asleep. His mouth was partly open and he had this look on his face... It resemembled this baby that was transforming into a little boy, right in front of my eyes.

I cannot believe I have a toddler. I long for the days where I could rock him to sleep...but I so look forward to the days where I can go watch him play t-ball. It is very bittersweet.

It really is crazy just how in love you are with your children. Even though they can be crazy banshee screaming little poops...they are still too cute to ever be mad at them more than 5 seconds.

On that note...Happy Birthday Baby! I cannot beleive you are 2. Just makes me realize that as you get older, so do I. Here are some pics of Jack throught the years:

I Survived...

Jackson's 2nd birthday party was last Saturday. I was completely stressing out over it. I love a good party but realize I hate being host. I would rather be fed, then feed. Up until the last minute I still was 100% sure what I was going to feed the guests, but settled on a hot dog buffet. Boring, but conveniently easy.

I made 76 cupcakes...you read correctly, 76. My grandma came over the night before and helped me make them and ice them. That was fun. I would have laughed in your face if you told me when I was 16, that at the age of 24 I would be icing 76 cupcakes for my 2 year old bday party and that it would take me ALL night long. I think I actually prefer doing this activity more than gulping down a dozen beers...there is no hangover involved with excessive cupcake eating.

Here is the clincher though...not only did I make cupcakes, but I made him a dump truck cake. I simply stuffed cupcakes in the back of a toy dump truck, then crushed up oreos to fill it up. It looked like dirt. It was cute! Here is a picture:

I rented a bouncy for Jack and his friends. This was the best $85 I could have spent. I honestly didn't see Jackson the entire party because he was in there. The only time we reunited was for cake and presents...then back in the bouncy. If I could I would have one up all year long for him.

His theme was dump trucks..so I bought all the kids construction hats. Those were a hit too.

I opted not to have a pinata. I know that its a kind of a tradition, especially at birthday parties here in S.A. but, last time he encountered a pinata there was a bit of a melt down. He doesn't comprehend taking turns just yet and wanted to run off with the stick and hit everything in his path. When he realized this wasn't an option he threw a major tantrum. So no pinata to for Jack.

I'm just glad its over with. His real birthday is on Nov. 24th. I cannot believe that I am a mother to a 2 year old. But I quickly start to believe it once I get smacked in the face with a ball. He is sweet like that.

Taco Thursday

Not to be confused with Taco Tuesday....actually its the exact same thing. You eat breakfast tacos. YUM.

I really think I need to join an Anonymous Taco eater group...and that would be breakfast tacos only...not the pink kind.

All jokes aside, I am obsessed. I have been since I was little. I don't know if it stems from a childhood tradition that my dad started.. Some dads bring home the bacon. Well mine brought home the bacon and egg, with cheese.

The search for the perfect taco has been an ongoing thing. Its as if I am searching for the Holy Grail. I don't even know if it exists. I have tried time and time again and have been let down more than twice. I have actually thought about starting an entire blog that speaks of this search. But I don't think it would be as interesting as it sounds in my head..." ate another taco, the tortilla consistency sucked".

I also know exactly where all this lard and eggs are going. Right to my taco loving ass.

Well I better stop blogging..I have a steaming hot bean and cheese calling my name. You know you are jealous!

2nd Annual Birthday Bash

Jackson's 2nd birthday is in a couple weeks and his birthday party is in a couple days. What was supposed to be a quiet family get together has turned into a 40+ gala for a 2 year old. I have added all this junk to my already overflowing plate. Nice.

I decided to go with a dump truck theme, mostly because every time we are in the car together he point and yells to all trucks, trains and buses. Except he calls them all choo choos. He is advanced for his age...

I still have to buy his cake mix, chairs, decorations, table cloths, toys, etc. etc. etc.

Add this to midterms and essay papers and you got yourself a healthy dose of stress.

This could be the major reason why I had a panic attack today at the dentist office. How embarrassing is that? I go to the dentist A LOT. So I am completely used to it. I used to be able to fall asleep when he went to town on my cavities.. but not today. For some reason, as soon as he gave me the four Lydocaine(is that what its called?) shots I flipped a shit.

It was awful. Traumatic...and completely brought on by my sons impending birthday soiree. You know what I want for Christmas? A nice shot of Valium and Jack Daniels...straight up.