Andrew + Anderson--"Yummy-Yummy!"

Photo of Andrew at his farewell this weekend from the 355th FS.


Uh, I am having a heck of a time. About mid-last week, I realized something so magnificent. I was running on the treadmill at the gym, just about finished with my workout, when I made the best mistake EVER by flipping it onto Oprah. Little did I know that she had on my most favorite celebrity in the entire world----ANDERSON COOPER LADIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I just about fell off the treadmill when the camera zoomed in on Oprah making him blush and he had that oh so cute, little smile of his that makes women, just like me, melt. (Does anyone else out there agree with me?) So, thanks to Oprah that day, and especially Anderson Cooper, my half an hour run turned into---well, I finished when the treadmill stopped me because I had been on there too long---they are all set on different timers. I don't even really know what they were talking about because all of a sudden, it hit me like a ton of bricks; I think that my husband, Andrew, looks like a 7 or 8 year younger version of him. Maybe I'm loosing it(quite possible at this time in my life right now), but at the same time, highly unlikely. No honestly, I really think they share some similiar characteristics/qualities. See, I'm the type of girl that has NEVER had a huge crush on a movie star or famous person until just recently, and Anderson Cooper does it for me. I guess it's a good thing that I think him and Andrew are so comparable. It could be worse---- I could be married to Andrew and say that Denzel Washington makes my heart skip a beat.
So, back to the beginning where I say that I am having a heck of a day. Anyways, I am new to this whole blogging thing and I even tried to get a picture of Anderson on here for you all so you could view the similiarities for yourselves, but I couldn't get it to work. If you are at all interested, WireImage.com has some great pics. of his to view from. I recommend looking them up even if you don't give two shits. Actually, do it for the shits; just for shits and giggles. Have a good one!

Robeez Addiction

I must confess to my new addiction---Robeez Infant Shoes. Are you surprised? This is coming from a girl whos shoe fetish addiction started when I, myself was an infant. No joke, if I was having a "bad day," my mom would take me to a shoe store and I would be 100% content by just walking up and down the aisles touching them and saying "shoes, shoes,shoes!!" I am deathly afraid that Salem will have the very same addiction that her mommy has. I hate to admit it, but her shoe collection is now up to 21 pairs and she's not even born yet. I know, it's crazy, I know. So, moving on to Robeez, I can't seem to get enough of them. I check their website every day just to make sure they didn't come out with a new style over night (because I would be the first to buy them if they did). I am so incredibly pathetic. I am the type that buys the shoes first, and then I go out and buy the outfit to match. And now, I find myself doing the exact same thing when it comes to buying things for Salem. It's like, "Oh, I have these really cute pink Van's tennis shoes, lets go buy some faded skate-like jeans to match"; or " Look, look, look, how adorable these pea-in-a-pod Robeez are that I got for her----lets go find the PERFECT outfit to match because nothing in her closet is "perfect enough to match, for the shading is slightly off." Poor Andrew, I don't think he realized he married such a crazy bitch.

By the way to all the mommies out there, I received my Sally Spicer Diaper Bag in the mail today........IT IS AWESOME. You can view some of her styles on Zappos.com. The one I got for Salem is the Layla backpack. I'm in love and have started a new addiction---diaper bags to match every outfit---SHOCKING!!

Who's up for an early Valentine's Day shopping? You got it, Salem needs an outfit to match her pretty, little shoes and Feb. 14th is only 6 mths away. We got to get a move on it ladies!!!

SURE OR UNSURE?

Okay, lets all be honest here. We can all get some rank ass "B.O." sometimes, but don't you realize when you have it? If and when I stink at the gym, I am very well aware of it; so, I go take care of it with my backup deodorant I keep in my locker----duh!! It AMAZES me that people don't know when they smell that god awful. They have to--I just don't believe it. The reason why I am blogging about this is that 4 days(yes, 4 days last week) I was literally BLOWN out of the gym by 2 different men. I opened the gym doors and immediately breathed in a huge wiff of nasty b.o. It's pretty sad when they can leave a room and 30-45 minutes later you can still smell them in there. It is no kidding that bad. It pisses me off that I have to alter my gym schedule due to dudes that have terrible hygiene skills. Even Andrew has had to leave because he couldn't take the odor in there any longer than he did. I mean, what the heck? They should have gym rules against that. You should be able to get kicked out of the gym for reeking. Two days ago, I was completely enjoying myself, running on a treadmill in the gym with nobody else in sight in the cardio room. Then, all of a sudden, here walks one of the "stinky boys" and he plops his rank ass right on the treadmill next to mine. Now, why in the heck would you do such a thing? First off, it is common courtesy to get on a machine at LEAST one or two over when the option is available. But no, he had to be on the one right beside mine. I held out as long as I could, until I could start tasting him in my mouth. I haven't even been nauseous being pregnant, but this guy made me want to vomit. So, I called it quits and cursed him all the way home. What an ass.

Damn Sexy or What?

I was looking through our wedding photos today, reminiscing back to almost a year ago, and I just had to share with you how damn good looking we are. God I hope we have a beautiful, little girl. Sometimes hot couples come out with not so hot looking babies. I'm scared. I'll just prepare myself for the worst. What's a girl to do? By the way, the text reads "I Luwf You", that's how we tell eachother that we love one another in the Quinn household. Aaaahhh, arn't we cute? Anyways, I'm starving and it's time to grab some lunch---- gotta roll!!!

Pure Commissary HELL

Okay, for those of you who know this story---sorry, but I think it needs to be told again. I am 100% DONE with the Eielson Deli at the Commissary---bitches, pure bitches. Lets rewind here. About a month ago, I was shopping for a camping trip and ordered a few things from the deli. So, on my way out, I grabbed what I needed and proceeded to checkout. I took my cart back to the area and when I reached the checkout counter, the lady explained to me that my cheese bag wasn't sealed properly and that it fell out all over the conveyer belt. She immediatly apologized ( I'm still not sure why because it clearly wasn't her fault) and she went over to the deli to have them get me a new pound of cheese. So, I'm waiting and waiting, and when she returned she informed me that the deli was upset with me for asking them to slice me an entire order and that if I wanted it that badly, then I would have to wait for the other 5 orders in front of mine. Me, having the foul mouth that I due, immediatly asked the kind cashier (Kelly!) that she had to be fucking kidding me. Are you fucking serious? Their the ones that obviously can't do their fucking job correctly by sealing the goddamn bag closed and their upset with me? Oh, oh, they also wanted her to tell me that it was 5:45 and that the Commissary is due to close in 15 minutes; so I was an inconvenience for asking them to do such a thing---NO JOKE! SO, I handled it by calling and talking to the manager the very next day and explaining the situation. He handled it very professionally and apologized over, and over for their improper business edict. MOVING ON TO YESTERDAY(WEDNESDAY, JULY (oh shit, whatever day it was) When you don't work anymore, you sort-of loose track of the what day it is.... Anyways,
so, I thought I would give them another shot when I was doing my shopping. I avoided going to them for a month, and thought to myself that it was about time that I get over such a thing. Well, I stood there, and stood there, until finally, 15 minutes later, the lady behind the counter acknowledges me and I asked for a half pound of roast beef. This little lady must have some huge balls on her because she said to me "thats it, thats all you want?" In a bitchy fashion as if my half pound was a waste of her time. The inner-bitch in me wanted to say " Well actually, no, I will take a pound of everything on your whole let side of the menu---BITCH!! But, I didn't and I kindly said WITH A SMILE ON MY HAPPY LITTLE FACE---"Yes Hun, that will be all--thank you!" So, I did the rest of my shopping and went back to pick up my roast beef when again, I stood there and stood there; until finally one of them asked what I needed. (Let me first just mention that there was a huge line--12 people or so waiting to put in their sandwich orders for lunch) I replied by saying that I just needed to pick up my order that was finished. She replied to that by telling me that I needed to wait in line WITH THE OTHER 12 DAMN PEOPLE. Again, you have got to be fucking kidding me? I can see my meat right in front of your face and you can't just reach in and grab it for me? Of course not, you are having a bad day and need to be the bigger bitch. I wanted to scream. Seriously, I say 12 other people in line, but it was probably more like 50 because everyone comes in there on their lunch hour with sheets of paper ordering for their entire shops. I would have stood there for at least 30 minutes just to pick up my damn food. What a complete ass pain. You would think that they could come up with a better system than that. Oh, not to mention, there were 3 women working behind the counter, not just one. I understand that they get busy, maybe they woke up on the wrong side of the bed, their cranky---whatever, whatever. I do sympathize with people, sometimes too much from what Andrew tells me; but one thing is for sure--I am DUN WITH those bitches and I'll just continue to eat only the meat that my baby has slaughtered for me with his bare hands. Enjoy the photos of him hard at work to provide for his family!






Okay, I just had to add this one of HARB too.......how could you not?
This is the moose that Andrew and him shot together as a team.

Summer 2006

June was a crazy, busy month for us. We fit in as many trips as we could traveling around Alaska; for it will be our last summer up here. We started off in Denali in mid-June with a rafting/camping trip on the Nenana River in Denali Park. What a beautiful place it is. We did a bus ride into Denali Park that took us as far back as you can go. We were able to see tons of sheep and caribou. I could have done without the southern tourists and sitting for 8 hours being 7 mths. pregnant at the time; but in the end, it was well worth it.

Okay, I already F'd up big time. We actually kicked off the beginning of the month with a trip to Chitna, Alaska with a couple of our friends and did a "dip-netting" fishing trip. I have to say that it was one of my favorite experiences up here. A guide dropped us off on a river bank and from there, we caught fish for 7 hours with a dip net. In the end, we caught 30 copper-river-red salmons and 1 king. Well, I caught the king, but I'll give everyone credit for it, since it was a group effort.

Then, over the last weekend in June, we went to Valdez with our friends Heather and Will to do our own deep sea halibut/salmon fishing. Well, we were unable to snatch any halibut and I believe we walked away with 4 salmon and lets not forget the rock fish. I think the guys enjoyed driving the rented boat more than anything. It was like a Miami Vice experience for them. Boys and their toys, what can I say? Don't you just love Andrews hat? It screams Alaskan tourist and that's exactly why the boys purchased such a thing; to poke fun at all the old men that come up here and think they've hit the jackpot with the wide-brimmed hat. To this day, I laugh every time I see one of them with it on! We also made a pit-stop at a gorgeous glacier on our way down to Valdez. Lilly, for one reason or another, feels obligated when we stop there to take a huge dump right in the middle of the walk way. She is 2-0 at the Valdez Glacier to "duke-it-up!" Her Dad has taught her well!!!

Okay, no matter how expensive or cute the outfit is, MATERNITY CLOTHES STILL MAKE YOU LOOK LIKE A HEFFER. Given by my girlfriend Tanya, I recently had Salems second baby shower up here in Alaska. We had an absolute blast and she received an enormous amount of beautiful gifts. Some women just have "that glow" to them when they're pregnant, and I'll be the first to admit that this sister doesn't have it. My whole body is swollen, my pigment is discolored ( which I try to blend in, but then I just make myself look orange), and not to mention that I have bags under the eyes 24/7 becuase my sweet, little girl keeps me up all hours of the night---every night. No wonder she only weighed 3 pds. 13oz. at her 34 week apt., she workouts like a mad woman. Her Daddys voice/touch is very soothing to her because every time I spoon up to him so he can feel her, she cuts it out. She already knows how to play him to get what she wants. Anyways, here are a few shots from the shower. What a blast it was!!!! Thank you Ms. Tanya--- I luwf you!!!

I received tons of boob care products for nursing---it was great!




Along with the all the folks that have been coming to look at our house to purchase this week, we have also been having a few extra visitors snooping around and eating our flowers...... A momma moose and her twin babies. Arn't they cute? I want to cuddle with them!!