Where was my invite??? Why did the bride and groom not think I should be in attendance.... come on we all know us military wives would have at the least livened the party a bit!!!
Instead, I attended a Royal Wedding breakfast party with the women of my neighborhood. Most of us are currently sans husbands...so yes a wedding was just what we needed to emotionally bond us. I must say as I watched the wedding, yes DVR'd- ... we all know I hate mornings and as much as I might love a great wedding at 4am...HECK NO!!!! a dry eye was hard to have. We girls and moms sat around laughing at some things, critiquing the hats...hello who couldn't, and eating some great food. We enjoyed just being part of something historical and sharing some fond memories of our own weddings. We laughed... we sat in awe and to be honest... we shed maybe one tear. That tear for me was of happiness, for a couple that I can only hope will share the bond that I share with Bill. That tear was also one of longing that I have for my husband.
With that said... enjoy Prince William and Princess Katherine..... us girls here in the hood hope you have a wonderful life together. We hope you both have found your true love as we all have here.
Bill-
Lucky for you that you were in Afghanland.. I would have dragged you with me today and yes... you would have come. You would have loved it!!!! HA
Hoping you wore your dress uniform today in honor of your British comrades who are celebrating a glorious wedding in their native land.
Bill, my absolutely amazing and handsome husband has left for a one year plus tour to Afghanistan with RCT8. He is a Marine, a dad and a husband. This blog is for me, his wife to share the trials of being a military spouse.
Friday, April 29, 2011
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Day 260+....... Another Holiday without DAD!
Easter was a beautiful day here in NC. My parents came into town to help us celebrate not only Easter but spring break. The kids had their fill of prayers, candy and family time. Bill called home to hear of the mornings activities and we went to the beach. We enjoyed being a family minus one... this is when I realized just how fortunate I was... my minus one will be coming home. I said a special prayer for those who are doing this holiday without a loved one, be it a military member, a parent, a child or a grandparent. My thoughts were of you on this day.
Bill-
I know that Easter dinner was not the same without the bad manners of our kids at the table... I am hopeful that many Marines showed their bad manners and made you feel at home. I am sure you chewed with your mouth open and even laughed at the fart jokes.... yes these things did happen at our table. We would not want to disappoint!
Keep you weapon on you at all times... wear your helmet and flak ...saying cheese with your MU mug... does not make me feel safe!
Bill-
I know that Easter dinner was not the same without the bad manners of our kids at the table... I am hopeful that many Marines showed their bad manners and made you feel at home. I am sure you chewed with your mouth open and even laughed at the fart jokes.... yes these things did happen at our table. We would not want to disappoint!
Keep you weapon on you at all times... wear your helmet and flak ...saying cheese with your MU mug... does not make me feel safe!
Thursday, April 21, 2011
I stopped to breathe.................Day 266+
Life for me over the last 100 days has been hectic. It has been busy... it has been hard. I have done fairly well and only melted down once that I can recall. I have had more good days than bad. I am currently getting ready for a neighborhood Easter egg hunt and wrapping my head around all that I need to do in celebration of Easter as well as my oldest son's confirmation. I am a bit preoccupied mentally. I have more in my head than I do on my calendar, yet right now I feel like I can breathe and this is why.
My kids travel soccer is over except for one of them and this causes me much relief. All of the extra curricular activities are dying down and spring break starts tomorrow afternoon. I should be able to breathe right? I should be able to let my guard down for a minute right? NO I CAN NOT!!!!
I did.. I breathed..... and with that single breathe and release of all that is mom.... I FORGOT to pick up my kid at school after his science project. Yep... left him at school... and I knew he was staying late today. I took snack in this morning for his group.... yet at 4:45pm this evening.. I forgot!
I thank the teachers that I absolutely love for keeping him safe, for laughing at me and my neurotic apology. I thank my son for laughing at me and accepting that mom forgot.
He arrived home safe and sound at 5:45pm..... the baby chicks in his class he got to feed because I left him at school.... that helped quite a bit.
Thank you Mr. P and Mrs. P....... I love you both!!!!
Bill-
I did forget a kid.. but at least he was safe and at school. His teacher is always telling me he wants to take him home.. I was just trying his offer out!
I will be more diligent and try not to forget any one else while you are gone. My mind is shot and my bubble is wavering.... on days like today when I feel like the worst mom in the world... is when I need you to wrap your arms around me and tell me that I am not the worst, that I am doing great and that our kids are okay.
I will expect to see your smiling face on skype in the morning... wearing helmet and flak... I could use the laugh!
My kids travel soccer is over except for one of them and this causes me much relief. All of the extra curricular activities are dying down and spring break starts tomorrow afternoon. I should be able to breathe right? I should be able to let my guard down for a minute right? NO I CAN NOT!!!!
I did.. I breathed..... and with that single breathe and release of all that is mom.... I FORGOT to pick up my kid at school after his science project. Yep... left him at school... and I knew he was staying late today. I took snack in this morning for his group.... yet at 4:45pm this evening.. I forgot!
I thank the teachers that I absolutely love for keeping him safe, for laughing at me and my neurotic apology. I thank my son for laughing at me and accepting that mom forgot.
He arrived home safe and sound at 5:45pm..... the baby chicks in his class he got to feed because I left him at school.... that helped quite a bit.
Thank you Mr. P and Mrs. P....... I love you both!!!!
Bill-
I did forget a kid.. but at least he was safe and at school. His teacher is always telling me he wants to take him home.. I was just trying his offer out!
I will be more diligent and try not to forget any one else while you are gone. My mind is shot and my bubble is wavering.... on days like today when I feel like the worst mom in the world... is when I need you to wrap your arms around me and tell me that I am not the worst, that I am doing great and that our kids are okay.
I will expect to see your smiling face on skype in the morning... wearing helmet and flak... I could use the laugh!
Day 266+..... GROSS!!
Thus far during this deployment and single parenting trip I am on I have dealt with broken appliances, sick kids at least 4 times, sleepless nights, roof repairs, projects galore, and a crazy storm causing tornadoes in the area. I can handle it all....except...... watching a huge canine tooth fall out of the cats mouth!!!!
Yesterday, the old cat Mister I have talked about in previous blogs who is holding on to say good bye to Bill.... dropped a tooth!!! UGH!! Completely gross. I tell myself and friends around me that when he goes, it will be okay. I will handle his death with sadness at first but then most likely relief. He is a bit of a handful in this last stage of his life, but to watch a huge tooth drop on the kitchen floor... yep I vomited in my mouth on that one.
Do not email me your concern for the cat, trust me he is is no pain and is a purr factory. I am ready to do my duty and help him along at the first sign of pain... but even the tooth only caused him to miss a day of meals. This morning... he is all happy and content. Me... I am traumatized at watching him bat at his mouth until the tooth fell out... I am sure Tony who witnessed this will need counseling later in life.
Bill-
Mailing your package out today... as a token of his love Mister removed his canine tooth and I have enclosed it for you! I am thinking you might wear it proudly around your neck!!!
Stay safe and wear your helmet and flak.... it is getting hot over there and I know that body odor could be used as a weapon so wear your gear!!!
Yesterday, the old cat Mister I have talked about in previous blogs who is holding on to say good bye to Bill.... dropped a tooth!!! UGH!! Completely gross. I tell myself and friends around me that when he goes, it will be okay. I will handle his death with sadness at first but then most likely relief. He is a bit of a handful in this last stage of his life, but to watch a huge tooth drop on the kitchen floor... yep I vomited in my mouth on that one.
Do not email me your concern for the cat, trust me he is is no pain and is a purr factory. I am ready to do my duty and help him along at the first sign of pain... but even the tooth only caused him to miss a day of meals. This morning... he is all happy and content. Me... I am traumatized at watching him bat at his mouth until the tooth fell out... I am sure Tony who witnessed this will need counseling later in life.
Bill-
Mailing your package out today... as a token of his love Mister removed his canine tooth and I have enclosed it for you! I am thinking you might wear it proudly around your neck!!!
Stay safe and wear your helmet and flak.... it is getting hot over there and I know that body odor could be used as a weapon so wear your gear!!!
Monday, April 18, 2011
Crazy storms ..... day 269+
Saturday started out like any other Saturday for us here in NC. One kid off by 5:30am for a drill meet and the rest of the household waking up and getting ready for the soccer fields by 8am. I had an extra kid in tow, Sam wanted his buddy to spend the night and go to his last game of the season. I opted for a Dunkin Donut morning, we all know everything is better with donuts! There was a threat of storms lurking all day and several events in the area were cancelled due to this threat. I, of course at the time, had hoped for storms so I could sleep in a bit. How many times have you all been told, I hate mornings!!! Being from the mid-west, I like a good storm. I get charged up and I am in awe of the power it can hold and the beauty of it all.
My daughter started to feel a bit under the weather while at the soccer game so we came home and awaited the storm. I bypassed the division egg hunt and began to prep for the storm coming, I covered the furniture and made room in the garage for my van. I truly think my neighbors look at me with one eyebrow cocked at times like this. I will admit I am a bit of a weather nut. I like to just say am I a prepared mom... but hey who knows it could just be my crazy coming out.
This being said, on Saturday evening around 8pm I was keeping a watchful eye on www.intellicast.com. This is the best weather site ever, it has an active weather map with layers and lists all alerts based on location. I have my sister, a fellow mid-west storm lover, to thank for this site. As I tell the kids to be ready to get in the small kitchen bathroom if I yell to take cover, I sit and watch. I chat on the phone with a neighbor and discuss my plans and the alerts I am seeing. At 8:15pm a tornado warning is issued for the county I reside in. I, of course being a trained weatherman, look outside. Hmmm, I see the usual weather of the day thus far, windy, windy, windy with some gray clouds. I do not see that illuminating green hue or rain or hail, so I pause for about 5 minutes. It is then that I notice the glow of green and the fact that the wind has stopped. Not just eased off, but completely stopped. I yell al the kids to get in the bathroom, I do not like the feeling in my gut. Kids in bathroom, one cat in bathroom and now the hunt to find the final cat.....oh lord, let me find him! I find him hunkered down under my bed dragging his claws in the floor as I try and remove him from his spot. I get the cat and myself in the closet and we wait. The warning is supposed to end at 8:45pm.
My bathroom is very quickly becoming my personal sauna. Five people and two cats in a half bath that barely fits the sink and toilet. Oh yes, we are sweating and then to beat it all....someone farts!!! I can not help but laugh as my kids are gagging and complaining. How can this not be funny. We look like clowns in a clown car and now we all smell like turd.
I have internet and power still, we hear a loud boom which truly I believe is one of our large trees hitting the roof... but then nothing. I check intellicast... it says the warning has been extended til 9pm... we sit and watch tv on hulu and wait.
9pm hits and we are outta that cramped bath... no more rain, but I can tell it poured. We no longer have power and I grab a flashlight to check for what I think may be a tree in my house... thank goodness it was only the contents of a shelf that for some reason had fallen. We are fine, my house is fine. I look outside and all of my neighbors are fine too.
I chat with some neighbors outside and then head in to go to bed. There is no power and for the last week I have not slept.
This is where is starts to go bad.... in my head at least........for the moment...................
The phone rings.. in my stupor I grab it and see a number that is the one Bill uses to call home on. I know that surely he would never call in the middle of the night unless........... yep my mind went there... unless something terrible had happened. Nope he was checking on us, he heard a bad storm had damaged homes in the area. I knew nothing of this and at 3am... I checked the TV.. all I got was that shelters had been opened... let me point out I was in a stupor and it was 3am... I now knew that not only were my kids safe but so was my husband... I fell back to sleep.
Unbeknown-st to me, something terrible had happened. It was not to my family or my close friends, but to other military families. A tornado had touched down in the housing area next to ours and destroyed several homes, injured people and caused severe damage. I found out this information on Facebook at 9am. HOLY COW!!!!
I am saddened to hear of this news and I am mad!!! I am mad because as a mid-west girl what I can not understand is why the warnings were not better published. Many of my neighbors did not seek shelter in their homes, many were in bed in a second floor room with no worries. There was a high school party going on a couple blocks away and those kids were playing in and out during this storm....... can we say lucky or just plain stupid!
Sorry you all but come on...... why did the base not have their sirens blaring when the National Weather Service published the warning??? Why did the patrol cars not go about the streets with lights flashing and loudspeakers telling all to seek shelter??? Why did the forecasters on TV keep talking about cities no where near us????
I am saddened to say it took destruction by storm for people to now realize just how powerful mother nature is and to realize that maybe just maybe...this mid-west girl is not so crazy when she hides in her bathroom.
I pray for those who were impacted by this storm and I shame those who should have done a better job of warning them. I am also proud to say that the military has stepped up and the families here have rallied in support of their own.
Bill- I am fine and the kids are fine... this crazy mid-west girl has their back when mother nature is knocking. Do not worry about us, you stay safe and by all means......never call me in the middle of the night!!!! I may not survive a heart attack. Remember, no news is good news... I am sure that if something did happen on this end.. I would be able to get word to you very quickly, I have my ways.
Wear you helmet and flak... and bring them home with you.... the crazy weather here warrants the need to possibly wear them even in your own home.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Happy Anniversary........an amazing gift ..Day 274+
Today is my 15th Wedding Anniversary. I was lucky to have married my one true love, my soul mate, my split apart. On this day... once again I am celebrating alone.. without my husbands presence.. but by all means not without his love. You see as a military spouse you get used to the fact that all important holidays and celebrations... will more than likely be celebrated without your spouse. You never celebrate alone, your fellow wives will be sure of that! This is one benefit to living on base, you will always feel loved by your neighbors when a birthday or celebration happens. These women fill that void and celebrate with you, for him. ( I was fortunate to also find this in great neighbors off base as well).
Today was different. My adoring loving husband gave me a gift that I will cherish forever. He made me cry.. not from sorrow or even from missing him... but out of pure love and emotion for him. He truly placed me on my pedestal......this is what I feel all women should be on and yes he is aware of this. Let me rephrase this.. 15 years ago I told him on our wedding day that as long as he makes me feel like the most important thing in his life....regardless of whether I truly am at that moment and places me on a pedestal above anything else.. I would always be happy and that life would be easy. See, I was honest from the beginning about my expectations. He laughed at me and said.. no problem.. that is easy!
He makes it looks so easy.. he makes loving me look easy.. I know that this can not be the case.. I am a wee bit difficult, but he truly shows me his love and tells me he loves me daily.... but today... today he topped even himself. He sent me an email telling me to go on his account and load a video and then come back to my email and read his Anniversary letter as it loaded. It loaded and I heard him talking... and then I heard the music. My husband recorded himself serenading me. I sat and watched and cried.... to be loved that much truly touches your soul. There were two other Marines in the video playing guitars and singing back up.. this was a full on effort. I then received calla lilies.... my wedding bouquet flowers. I also received a phone call and got to hear his voice and tell him just how much I loved him and how lucky I am to be his wife.
He is going to kill me for putting this video on here... I did not say he was the next AMERICAN IDOL... he is however, my idol and when you listen and watch know that love is deaf as much as it is blind...LOL
I love you Bill.... please stay safe and wear helmet and flak or this video is going on YOUTUBE!!! Please thank your fellow Marines for helping you on giving me this amazing gift. My heart beats for your return.......love always...ME.
Today was different. My adoring loving husband gave me a gift that I will cherish forever. He made me cry.. not from sorrow or even from missing him... but out of pure love and emotion for him. He truly placed me on my pedestal......this is what I feel all women should be on and yes he is aware of this. Let me rephrase this.. 15 years ago I told him on our wedding day that as long as he makes me feel like the most important thing in his life....regardless of whether I truly am at that moment and places me on a pedestal above anything else.. I would always be happy and that life would be easy. See, I was honest from the beginning about my expectations. He laughed at me and said.. no problem.. that is easy!
He makes it looks so easy.. he makes loving me look easy.. I know that this can not be the case.. I am a wee bit difficult, but he truly shows me his love and tells me he loves me daily.... but today... today he topped even himself. He sent me an email telling me to go on his account and load a video and then come back to my email and read his Anniversary letter as it loaded. It loaded and I heard him talking... and then I heard the music. My husband recorded himself serenading me. I sat and watched and cried.... to be loved that much truly touches your soul. There were two other Marines in the video playing guitars and singing back up.. this was a full on effort. I then received calla lilies.... my wedding bouquet flowers. I also received a phone call and got to hear his voice and tell him just how much I loved him and how lucky I am to be his wife.
He is going to kill me for putting this video on here... I did not say he was the next AMERICAN IDOL... he is however, my idol and when you listen and watch know that love is deaf as much as it is blind...LOL
I love you Bill.... please stay safe and wear helmet and flak or this video is going on YOUTUBE!!! Please thank your fellow Marines for helping you on giving me this amazing gift. My heart beats for your return.......love always...ME.
Monday, April 11, 2011
Day 276+ ..... Building WHAT???
For all my Marine wives living on a Marine installation and those who frequent a Marine installation you will understand my pain. For my civilian friends..I only hope I can express just exactly what happened to me today.
My geography skills are questionable at best, I have shared this will all of you in previous posts. I have a had time grasping where anything is unless I have been there before. This is one reason I believe I must visit RI or it will remain to be my Afghanistan. The base I currently live on is Camp Lejeune NC. I truly enjoy base living. I have a wonderful group of neighbors and friends. I have a great beach within 20 minutes. I have a great climate.. I love warm weather. Life is good here.
There is currently massive construction going on here aboard base. There is a new school being built, several hundred homes, a new bridge to connect two housing areas, new roadways, and a new entrance to the base. This is proving to be a difficult time if you live here. You hear noise at all hours of the night as they work 24 hours a day to keep on schedule. You get trapped in crazy traffic and they have changed the road patterns. ..... now than if that is not enough for me to get used to.... I am now required to know the location of any and all buildings aboard base by a number....HUH????
This is how the base is labeled. Every building has a number and all those who work here are apparently given a geography test so that when they say building 65... all personnel on base will know exactly where it is. I am a resident... not personnel.... I only ask for you to treat me as the civilian I am. I have not taken this geography skills test and I am not into playing the game of hide the building numbers, it is akin to playing where is Waldo. I truly am not up to this feat when I am checking into a doctors appointment at the Naval Hospital clinic 10 minutes before my scheduled time. I am also sure that my appointment has been made for over a month and when I made it...YES I ASKED WHERE!!!! I was told Naval Hospital clinic.... so now when you the desk lady tell me.. oh you need to go to Building 65.... do not be alarmed when I look at you as if you are speaking in parseltongue. Where is building 65 and does this building have a number too? Do the numbers go up or down and in what direction? Holy crap.... you are now giving me a map!!! Now with the above mentioned construction of new roads, new schools etc... I am now expected to leave the hospital with my treasure map in hand and drive to building 65 in under 5 minutes! Oh... and on base speeding is BAD! You must go to traffic court for an infraction you have... hmmm... dilemma or gambling? I gambled... I drove well over the new speed limits that have been changed several times due to construction. I drove like a mad woman... those with TRICARE no... you do not want to miss any appointment you may never get a new one.
I did all of this and had my map all in hopes to find building 65.... I am good!!! I found this building and walked in ready to argue.. ready to battle for my appointment until I walked in the waiting room and saw over 40 Marines sitting there... Well, crap did somebody alert the Marines that I was enroute? Why are all these men here... I am going to see a gynecologist!!!!!!
Yep.. I battled the hospital, the base construction, the speed limits, the tricare system, the MAP and now I gotta battle Marines all just for me to get my lady parts looked at.... now that is being hard up!!!!
To say the least, all is well and my appointment went fine. I am now needing a cocktail and a valium.
This was too much excitement for one day and all before noon.
Bill-
I won my battle with the MAP.. thanks for alerting the troops for me... I guess you were sending that poor GYN some back up in case. No worries they were not needed and all of them were gone when I left, reporting to some other location standing guard from another's wife.
Bring your helmet and flak with you when you come... you will need it for safety purposes.... the construction is crazy!
My geography skills are questionable at best, I have shared this will all of you in previous posts. I have a had time grasping where anything is unless I have been there before. This is one reason I believe I must visit RI or it will remain to be my Afghanistan. The base I currently live on is Camp Lejeune NC. I truly enjoy base living. I have a wonderful group of neighbors and friends. I have a great beach within 20 minutes. I have a great climate.. I love warm weather. Life is good here.
There is currently massive construction going on here aboard base. There is a new school being built, several hundred homes, a new bridge to connect two housing areas, new roadways, and a new entrance to the base. This is proving to be a difficult time if you live here. You hear noise at all hours of the night as they work 24 hours a day to keep on schedule. You get trapped in crazy traffic and they have changed the road patterns. ..... now than if that is not enough for me to get used to.... I am now required to know the location of any and all buildings aboard base by a number....HUH????
This is how the base is labeled. Every building has a number and all those who work here are apparently given a geography test so that when they say building 65... all personnel on base will know exactly where it is. I am a resident... not personnel.... I only ask for you to treat me as the civilian I am. I have not taken this geography skills test and I am not into playing the game of hide the building numbers, it is akin to playing where is Waldo. I truly am not up to this feat when I am checking into a doctors appointment at the Naval Hospital clinic 10 minutes before my scheduled time. I am also sure that my appointment has been made for over a month and when I made it...YES I ASKED WHERE!!!! I was told Naval Hospital clinic.... so now when you the desk lady tell me.. oh you need to go to Building 65.... do not be alarmed when I look at you as if you are speaking in parseltongue. Where is building 65 and does this building have a number too? Do the numbers go up or down and in what direction? Holy crap.... you are now giving me a map!!! Now with the above mentioned construction of new roads, new schools etc... I am now expected to leave the hospital with my treasure map in hand and drive to building 65 in under 5 minutes! Oh... and on base speeding is BAD! You must go to traffic court for an infraction you have... hmmm... dilemma or gambling? I gambled... I drove well over the new speed limits that have been changed several times due to construction. I drove like a mad woman... those with TRICARE no... you do not want to miss any appointment you may never get a new one.
I did all of this and had my map all in hopes to find building 65.... I am good!!! I found this building and walked in ready to argue.. ready to battle for my appointment until I walked in the waiting room and saw over 40 Marines sitting there... Well, crap did somebody alert the Marines that I was enroute? Why are all these men here... I am going to see a gynecologist!!!!!!
Yep.. I battled the hospital, the base construction, the speed limits, the tricare system, the MAP and now I gotta battle Marines all just for me to get my lady parts looked at.... now that is being hard up!!!!
To say the least, all is well and my appointment went fine. I am now needing a cocktail and a valium.
This was too much excitement for one day and all before noon.
Bill-
I won my battle with the MAP.. thanks for alerting the troops for me... I guess you were sending that poor GYN some back up in case. No worries they were not needed and all of them were gone when I left, reporting to some other location standing guard from another's wife.
Bring your helmet and flak with you when you come... you will need it for safety purposes.... the construction is crazy!
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Day 280 +....what no pay?????
My husband as sweet as he is allows me to sit in my bubble. My bubble is a wonderful place where life is good, no harm comes of anyone I love and most importantly.... it is where I get paid!
The threat of a government shutdown looms upon us. I was told by my loving husband that I should not worry...we would still be paid......(this is that little lie that I normally do to him so he does not fret)....well he did it to ME!!!! This is not the case, we could potentially not get paid when or if the government has a shut down. This does not mean we will be destitute, but that is because I am fortunate...other military members sit just above poverty and they will be. The shut down means that my husbands paycheck will come....but eventually...it may just be halted for awhile.....WTF???? I for one will be calling the private housing office that currently owns the government quarters I live in to tell them I will not be paying them until my fine government pays me..... hmmm.... you may see me on the news as I barricade myself from being evicted....:)
This lack of pay to the military only does one thing.....it ignites the public to put pressure on their elected officials to make a decision and one quickly. So not only are our men and women in uniform fighting and dying for our country......now they are the biggest pawn for government officials decision making. Go ahead and stand in front of the cameras Mr/Mrs. Politician...explain how unfortunate it is for the military members and why we should side with you..... you are the reason we are in this mess!!! For once grow a pair and act with it...how about all elected officials cease to be paid before they cut off our military pay? Lets be honest...how hard is your job? It is not like your perks from contributors have run dry.
My translation....you elected government officials have decided to throw a tantrum in regards to your beliefs at the cost to us...the military members and families...pulled apart at the seams by a war.... yet, you will get a paycheck? Logic? I believe you should get in my bubble and see how well the world works when egos are collected at the door. When decision come easily and there is no worry of offending anyone. In my bubble....adults act like adults!
To those who believe that this is a political farce.....contact your congressman or congresswoman.... tell them to grow up and for once make a decision based on LOGIC not politics or party affiliation.
Bill- I will await the gov't poor decision making before I move to another country permanently... I will forward my new address.... My thoughts on a privately owned island that is self contained is looking better and better. I will make the list of those who will join us......
Make sure you bring your helmet and flak... you will be chief of security..... LOVE MY BUBBLE!!!!!
The threat of a government shutdown looms upon us. I was told by my loving husband that I should not worry...we would still be paid......(this is that little lie that I normally do to him so he does not fret)....well he did it to ME!!!! This is not the case, we could potentially not get paid when or if the government has a shut down. This does not mean we will be destitute, but that is because I am fortunate...other military members sit just above poverty and they will be. The shut down means that my husbands paycheck will come....but eventually...it may just be halted for awhile.....WTF???? I for one will be calling the private housing office that currently owns the government quarters I live in to tell them I will not be paying them until my fine government pays me..... hmmm.... you may see me on the news as I barricade myself from being evicted....:)
This lack of pay to the military only does one thing.....it ignites the public to put pressure on their elected officials to make a decision and one quickly. So not only are our men and women in uniform fighting and dying for our country......now they are the biggest pawn for government officials decision making. Go ahead and stand in front of the cameras Mr/Mrs. Politician...explain how unfortunate it is for the military members and why we should side with you..... you are the reason we are in this mess!!! For once grow a pair and act with it...how about all elected officials cease to be paid before they cut off our military pay? Lets be honest...how hard is your job? It is not like your perks from contributors have run dry.
My translation....you elected government officials have decided to throw a tantrum in regards to your beliefs at the cost to us...the military members and families...pulled apart at the seams by a war.... yet, you will get a paycheck? Logic? I believe you should get in my bubble and see how well the world works when egos are collected at the door. When decision come easily and there is no worry of offending anyone. In my bubble....adults act like adults!
To those who believe that this is a political farce.....contact your congressman or congresswoman.... tell them to grow up and for once make a decision based on LOGIC not politics or party affiliation.
Bill- I will await the gov't poor decision making before I move to another country permanently... I will forward my new address.... My thoughts on a privately owned island that is self contained is looking better and better. I will make the list of those who will join us......
Make sure you bring your helmet and flak... you will be chief of security..... LOVE MY BUBBLE!!!!!
Monday, April 4, 2011
day 283+...From Aprils Fools to poor fatherly advice!
So I did it.. I pranked my husband in Afghanistan on April Fool's Day... he just so happened to skype us on Friday morning and the kids were excited to see and hear him. I thought, what great timing..now we can get him.
If you know my husband well you understand that he has a love for his truck. He has always had this love for his vehicles. His vehicles remain show room quality and then there is my vehicle.... lets just say mine is worse for wear. So this is what I did, I told Bill that our oldest accidentally backed his truck into...yep the new van while getting the truck out of the garage for me. This is not a huge lie.. Sal our oldest would on occasion back the vehicles up for us he just has not hit anything yet (knock on wood). I watched as my husband tried his hardest to stay calm and cool. My middle boy was out of camera shot because he was caracking up and would give up my ruse. It was not until I saw Bill look at his watch... wanting this conversation to end ..that he looks up at us and says... "It is April 1st." 500 teeth came through that screen as well as a huge sigh of relief.
Yes, I find myself funny!
On to tonight..... I have a freshman in high school that is a member of the JROTC program. He must have a regulation haircut and tomorrow is inspection. He told me earlier today that he needed a haircut and instead of getting it this morning when he had time...he played PS3 and hung out with a friend. He had a gold match at 1pm and was occupied until after 630pm. Guess what time the barber shop closes...yep 6pm. Now than at 730pm he reminds me of his hair dilemma... oh ok..let me jump through hoop number one and drive you to the barber just to be sure. Yep...CLOSED! I then drive to barber shop number two....yep CLOSED!
Now here comes hoop number two.... I drive to a friends in hopes that her Marine can cut hair...NOPE!
Now it is after 830pm and I have posted on my facebook page that I am in need of a barber or a friend who can pretend to be one. I was blessed with clippers....me... with clippers. I can feel Bill's blood pressure rising. I had clippers once about 10 years ago when Bill asked me to cut his hair. Let's just say that I laughed a lot while he steamed. I told my son that I can not do this...but with endearing eyes...he says come on mom you can try. How am I supposed to say NO to that? I try... the clippers must be dull since he is screaming that it pulls and hurts...all the while I am entertained that he is getting the epilady of all haircuts. My son now has shorter hair... it looks a bit mangy.... maybe when they inspect him he can say he has alopecia. I am shorter than him so at my angle it looks great!
This is where is only gets worse... he hands me a razor... yep..he says to fix it....LOL ..... ok I can make it worse so that is fixing it right? What a sport and what a great son to truly believe in his mom. To trust me......
he thinks he can do this??
OMG...
OMG...
Side view of final
final cut
Note.... upon my original post of this cut... my son did fix his hair... hence the happy camper
Bill- I believe all of this is your fault....you were supposed to address all things military with him so he would not ask anything of me...I believe you left out..BY NO MEANS LET YOUR MOM CUT YOUR HAIR!
With that said, you may want to email his instructor to get pity points for your son, he had to deal with his mom and clippers. He did not even yell at me....he should get points for that!
Clippers are being returned tomorrow... Sal will be awaiting a call from you so you can say sorry for failing to give fatherly advice! I have packaged up the hand held mirror we have.... I sure as heck did not want Sal to find it and see how bad his hair is!
Stay safe and wear your flak and helmet... you may need your helmet when you come home to hide your hair from a revenge cut!
If you know my husband well you understand that he has a love for his truck. He has always had this love for his vehicles. His vehicles remain show room quality and then there is my vehicle.... lets just say mine is worse for wear. So this is what I did, I told Bill that our oldest accidentally backed his truck into...yep the new van while getting the truck out of the garage for me. This is not a huge lie.. Sal our oldest would on occasion back the vehicles up for us he just has not hit anything yet (knock on wood). I watched as my husband tried his hardest to stay calm and cool. My middle boy was out of camera shot because he was caracking up and would give up my ruse. It was not until I saw Bill look at his watch... wanting this conversation to end ..that he looks up at us and says... "It is April 1st." 500 teeth came through that screen as well as a huge sigh of relief.
Yes, I find myself funny!
On to tonight..... I have a freshman in high school that is a member of the JROTC program. He must have a regulation haircut and tomorrow is inspection. He told me earlier today that he needed a haircut and instead of getting it this morning when he had time...he played PS3 and hung out with a friend. He had a gold match at 1pm and was occupied until after 630pm. Guess what time the barber shop closes...yep 6pm. Now than at 730pm he reminds me of his hair dilemma... oh ok..let me jump through hoop number one and drive you to the barber just to be sure. Yep...CLOSED! I then drive to barber shop number two....yep CLOSED!
Now here comes hoop number two.... I drive to a friends in hopes that her Marine can cut hair...NOPE!
Now it is after 830pm and I have posted on my facebook page that I am in need of a barber or a friend who can pretend to be one. I was blessed with clippers....me... with clippers. I can feel Bill's blood pressure rising. I had clippers once about 10 years ago when Bill asked me to cut his hair. Let's just say that I laughed a lot while he steamed. I told my son that I can not do this...but with endearing eyes...he says come on mom you can try. How am I supposed to say NO to that? I try... the clippers must be dull since he is screaming that it pulls and hurts...all the while I am entertained that he is getting the epilady of all haircuts. My son now has shorter hair... it looks a bit mangy.... maybe when they inspect him he can say he has alopecia. I am shorter than him so at my angle it looks great!
This is where is only gets worse... he hands me a razor... yep..he says to fix it....LOL ..... ok I can make it worse so that is fixing it right? What a sport and what a great son to truly believe in his mom. To trust me......
Side view of final
Note.... upon my original post of this cut... my son did fix his hair... hence the happy camper
Bill- I believe all of this is your fault....you were supposed to address all things military with him so he would not ask anything of me...I believe you left out..BY NO MEANS LET YOUR MOM CUT YOUR HAIR!
With that said, you may want to email his instructor to get pity points for your son, he had to deal with his mom and clippers. He did not even yell at me....he should get points for that!
Clippers are being returned tomorrow... Sal will be awaiting a call from you so you can say sorry for failing to give fatherly advice! I have packaged up the hand held mirror we have.... I sure as heck did not want Sal to find it and see how bad his hair is!
Stay safe and wear your flak and helmet... you may need your helmet when you come home to hide your hair from a revenge cut!
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