It never rains in Southern California

I can say with gusto that this is not true today! I awoke to a peculiar wet substance hurling itself towards earth. True, it has been in the 70's for two weeks with varying degrees of cloud cover. Consequentially, there is a wet dog smell pervading my house. Molly being the culprit.

I would like to inform you that "Sunny" San Diego has an annual rainfall of 9 inches a year with 80% of that falling from December through March. Well, I know why I haven't seen rain before now! In contrast Annapolis has an annual rainfall of 40 inches and it's broken up pretty evenly throughout the year. That's right- I'm going to complain about MY rainy day when you get 30 more inches!

PS

Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince comes out tomorrow! While I hated it in the theatre I'm hoping a second viewing will cause me to warm up to it.

Reality Check

Remember that job I told you about? That great substituting job at a Christian School? Well, I have officially made 50 dollars from that job in three weeks. Let's just say that I'm going to start looking for something else. I had to get fingerprinted for it too, which was 100 dollars, so technically I have made -50 bucks. I have an appointment with a job counseler through Fleet and Family Services. Hopefully she can either bring about a miraculous education job ( there are none) or just shed some light on this whole employment situation.

Also, my dear husband is on a six day duty schedule. Meaning he is gone every sixth day. Don't get me wrong, it's 100% better than seeing him once every couple of months, but it still stinks. Especially since I am unemployed and bored. You can only clean a 950 square foot townhouse so much. So Navy wife reality has hit me. Husband gone, life in upheaval... That sounds so depressing!

To ward off the depression I have decorated for Christmas! Check it out!

I hung garland and ornaments on our balcony. I refuse to be a scrooge!

Ornaments in a vase.

Nutcracker and poinsettia candle.

Basket of cinnamon pine cones by Molly's bed to keep the smell down.

Check out the string of lights on our sailboat!

We also went to Coronado to check out the Hotel Del Coronado all lit up! See, I'm not that depressed!

Christmas tree is barely visible in background

Hotel Del Coronado. Supposedly it is haunted! Too bad I don't believe in ghosts!

"I see dead people"

And last but not least- Molly hasn't pooped in the house in a day and a half. It's probably only a matter of time now.

Couch

Here is my couch! I love her. I will see how much discount I get tomorrow. It better be a lot. It's weird to have a couch. I can sit on it. I can lay on it. I can look at it.

Suffice it to say- it feels good!

They say it's your birthday!

So for my first b day away from home, besides college, we decided to go downtown to Little Italy. I know, how cosmopolitan is that?! I threw caution to the wind and did something I never do. I curled my hair AND wore heels. I mean, I'm in a new city. New city, new look! The food was the bomb. The waiter even put a candle in my tiramisu. Nick brought home MORE flowers! Oh, and even though he got me a bomb purse he may have been able to secure tickets to the Watkins Family Christmas Hour in L.A.!!!!! Ahhhhh! Sean, Sarah, and christmas music! I hope this works out and we do get the tickets.

All in all it was a good day. However, you may note that I still am as pale as a vampire, or maybe one of those people who were locked in dungeons and got leprosy. I will remain pale despite the sunshine.

Molly Weasley has a way weak stomach.

Flowers Nick bought me... because he's home!

Usually I post blogs about how much I miss Nick. Now that I'm in San Diego I don't miss him... But I miss everyone else!! I mean everyone. If you read this blog- I miss you! I'm thankful to have some friends here, but according to the old Girl Scout mantra:

"Make new friends, but keep the old, one is silver and the other gold"

So, new friends, I am thankful for you! Old friends, I miss you! Mom sent me this picture today of four generations of our family starting a new tradition at our house- an outside tree! I miss you guys!

Also, I made my Aunty M's cake, which she took from the pioneer woman blog, and I didn't food poison n-e-one! I think Nick is going to start making me cook.

She looks innocent...

And lastly an update on our puppy- Molly Weasley. She would be the perfect dog, except for the fact that she pulled a Houdini and got out of her crate. Then she knocked down the Thanksgiving leftovers eating all of the turkey and getting cranberry sauce into my carpet. Did I mention she has a sensitive tummy? Yeah, all the turkey caused her to coat the office with diarrhea. I mean everywhere. Like if someone had been murdered and the blood was everywhere. Like if a paint bomb went off. Futon, duvet, doorknob. You name it- dog poop on it. Needless to say Nick and I picked up a Bissell Little Green as soon as the Navy Exchange opened.

Feeling sorry for myself, I bought a decorative plate to put in my kitchen.

Oh, and it's my BIRTHDAY TOMORROW!!!!

Love, Kaley

And in case you were wondering... It was 72 and sunny today. Two days ago it... rained! And I thought it was a plague of locusts because that seemed more feasible than rain to me.

California Thanksgiving.

My first Thanksgiving away from home is intimidating. I mean, I never cook anything for anyone! I leave that up to the seasoned experts of the Myers clan.

There are no seasons in California. This is the view from my window. Currently it is 76 and very, very, ridiculously, ironically sunny. The "perfect" day if you will. And we've had three of these already this week. Suffice it to say if doesn't really feel like Thanksgiving, but I'll give it my best shot. I mean, I'm burning an Autumn Wreath scented candle.

For all you haters out there, Nick is in charge of the turkey. This is a good decision for the good health of our little family.

So, Happy Thanksgiving y'all from Kaley, Nick, and Molly Weasley!

Doggone it!

I finally did it. I let Nick get a dog.

We are fostering with the intent to adopt a chocolate lab mix. Her name is Molly Weasley. She has already pooped on my carpet. I mean, I'm sure she was nervous and all that... but really? Other than that she is super loving, super shy, loves squeaky toys, and already napped on her dog bed.

Welcome to the family Weasley!