The Color of Heather

Dear Mom,

When you blog; I suggest responding to comments. 😉

Sincerely,

Which employee?! 😛

After living on my own (with my husband) I have learned one very, VERY important lesson that I suggest every child should know.

I appreciate my mother 1000x more than I ever gave her credit for. The little things you take for granted, that you just assume there’s a setting or just happens magically YOUR MOTHER DOES IT. Obvious examples; cleaning the dishwasher (it does NOT clean itself), cleaning the oven (no, you can NOT just burn that off), replacing filters, getting the grossness out of the coffee maker that one does not think of naturally, unclogging drains (this might just be a daddy thing though). All those little things you mentally think your mom is crazy for bitching about? Yeah, she has perfectly good reason!

I like to say “I have not inherited my mother’s culinary deficiencies” (something she quotes me on), but I would like to publicly announce this is a misdirection. It is true, I did not inherit my mother’s cooking skills [Proof] but I am proud to say she did teach me a few things about being efficient in the kitchen, the may not revolve around, you know… edibles (or in her case; inedibles). So, thank you Mom, for a lot of things I thought you were just going nuts over. I never appreciated it, and took a lot of it for granted. So in addition I apologize for all those times I ignored you cause I thought you were off your rocker (even before you actually were, you know… off your rocker).

And to every child, every teenager, every husband who doesn’t do this stuff normally… give your mother/wife a hug. Cause this is actually a giant pain in the neck! Seriously… I just hit my head on the dishwasher trying to clean it.

Mom, I love you, I miss you, and I never actually gave you the appreciation I should have. But I promise this; I do now!
~HSiemer

If you follow my mother’s blog, you know of Nightwing the cat [Relevant Nightwing Post], and you know that my cat thinks he’s a puppy.

Now since owning a cat AND a dog, I can tell you… Nightwing thinks he is a cat… until he plays… then he’s a puppy… WITH LITTLE DOG SYNDROME!

I do, however have evidence of Nightwing FETCHING a Frisbee; [Frisbee]

However, I have yet to catch him in the act of chasing Delphi’s tail, or leash… or plain out wrestling with her, and winning!

Delphi however, occasionally gets jealous of Nightwing and tries to be a cat. She will sit on the back of the couch next to him, or try to climb on our laps like him. Or want to be picked up.

First off, thank you for reading!

Second off, if you were one of the fantastic people who sent us a wedding gift, I will be sending out thank you’s soon. And by soon I mean as soon as I can find someone to take a good picture of my family; which includes two four legged kids.

Thanks to y’all our bed is made, we have dishes to eat off of, and silverware to eat with… a wonderful knife block and serving utensils to cook with and that doesn’t include the cooking ware galore that I use every day since I absolutely love to cook or the coffee maker that keeps Drew functional (thanks mom and dad 😉 ). And last but not least, the second microwave (well first, but our apartment evidently has one already) that we were able to credit towards a tv… Translation: THANK YOU FOR NETFLIX!!!! 😉

With the money we didn’t have to spend, I was able to get Drew a PlayStation 4 for his (early) birthday. (Which was on April, 26… happy late bday) And with all the stress and frustration of working nights, and the fact that he’s classing up for prototype in two weeks (and if you know anything about the Navy Nuclear Program… you know that this final leg of his training is rotating 12 hour shifts of hell) I am glad he’s venting out by virtually shooting things in the head instead of being in a grumpy mood.

For those of you going; “he should study, not play videogames” you can’t begin to fathom his job. Not only is his job classified (I don’t know everything he does… which I haven’t decided if I care enough to hate yet) but his study material is the same. When he has to study they MAKE him study (10-2’s… ten hours a week, at least 2 hours a night… etc.) and he CAN’T study off base. He has to do it there. At least, that was how the previous two schoolings worked. So working 12 hours a day between 5-7 days a week… I think he’s earned his PlayStation.

As for me, I am once again working a minimal wage job as a cashier until I start going to school again. The plan is to do a few online courses (at least) while Drew is deployed. The reason why that is the plan, is because while he’s here, we want to get things done and spend as much time together. While he’s gone I’m going to need daily distractions to keep me going. Therefore; school. At least that’s better than babies (and for those curious; NO. No plans for kids… for a while… I’ll get on my child podium some other time).