Here I go again on my own

I have sat down twice recently to attempt to write in here but each time I get about a paragraph in and then something happens or matthew needs something so I have to close up shop. 

“I ain’t complainin’ but I’m tired so I’m just sayin’ what I think.  And if we’re being honest, and honestly, I think I need a drink"

While standing in the shoppete on post today, I peak around a shelf to see my husband walking towards me with his chin down and a pedi-smile on.  I exclaim "creaper!!"--only to have the guy next to me jerk up and walk away.

 

Here are some of the snipets of the attempted posts:

A.  Is bad parenting allowing your child to spin on a computer chair numerous times just so you can watch them stagger down the hallway like they just left the club? 

B.  Having a child is one of the greatest things to ever happen.  Of course with every great thing comes as list of past loves that we must give up:

1.  Being able to eat cookies without having to share.
2.  Turning up the music and rolling down the windows without hearing "its too loud!"
3.  Being able to watch tv without hearing a breakdown and demand for Dora.
4.  Wearing young cute outfits--cause moms just dont dress like that-haha
5.  Flashy little cars are not car seat friendly

I have noticed that most of my strife and exhausted mind come from the very active 3 year old that is running around the house.  That and the fact that in  35 days my house will be packed up.  I don't know if I am ready.......
 

Slap Chop and Snuggy

Please take a look at yourself and check off the following list:

1.  People who say they "hate drama" usually cause more than anyone else.
2.  If I call you and you text me back "hey! whats up"..I called you for a reason.  Pick up your phone and call me back damn it!!
3.  Facebook does not care each time your child laughs (we don't need a video) or what you are making for dinner tonight, last night, and tomorrow night.  Keep that shit to yourself.
4.  Every time I talk to you or hear from  you please do not feed me a "poor pitiful me" story--I'm tired of feeling bad for you.  It is humanly impossible and unbearable to have a cough, headache, sore throat, or runny nose for the "last 6 months"--as you claim.

With all that being said-please do not feel as though you are being personally attacked if you fall guilty to any of the above crimes-I am just trying to make you more aware of what is going on around you.  These are not favorable traits and usually lead to talking behind your back or a lack of invites/Christmas cards.  

Another thing I would like to get off my chest is how frustrating and irritating it is to see items like the Slap Chop and Snuggy making millions of dollars...why??  Because Americans are soooo gullible.  I will admit that I own a slap chop but a snuggy aka backwards robe-no thanks! 
And to make matters worse, when you watch the commercial and while trying to make a point it shows someone pouring coffee on their lap and tripping on blankets and then BOOM!!  in comes the Snuggy and she can now drink her coffee and walk freely without tripping-its a little much.

Well this entry has little to no solid structure-just though I would get a little off my chest to lighten the mood. 
Its Friday bitches-loosen up!!

    

There is a first for everything

....well most of the time anyways.  I feel it is my duty to lay down (as concrete evidence) some of my quirps, pet peeves, and view points--so here is my attempt at blogging:

Me- "What did we see at the beach?"
Matthew- "Crap"
Me- "You mean crabs?"
Matthew- "Yeah crap."
 End of conversation.

I feel that too often conversations with my three year old are more productive and entertaining than the ones that I have with adults.  It may be that I am partial to my child's humor and "accent" but I lean more towards the fact that a large number of "adults" that I regularly interact with just end up pissing me off.

Since I have stopped smoking (2 months now) I have found myself  biting my tongue more often than before--a shocker, I know.  So instead of just getting frustrated and half-fake-smiling during a ridiculous conversation I pretend to not hear the person.  I can be standing right next to them and stare into space like a foreigner.  Then I slowly walk away--so if I walk away from you staring into the unknown please take note that I am not an airhead but that it is in your best interest that we part our ways.

The point of this recent (and first) blog is to express my gratitude and disgust of some army wives.  I know, this is where I begin to offend some-but i wont be apologizing.  Why??  Because:
1.  I married my husband after Sept 2001 meaning I knew ahead of time he would have to deploy.
2.  Although I have been lucky enough to never have to pay for health insurance, I understand that it is expensive therefore I will not bitch and moan about waiting an hour at the ER for a runny nose/headache.
3.  I was not born and raised under a rock--it is common sense that if you are in the military you will move.  Not when you want to and not when your spouse wants to--but when the military wants you to-no questions asked.  No one wants to leave their family, no one wants to leave their friends, but if it puts a roof over my head and food in my family's tummy then Ill live in Brazil if I have to.

 In 57 days we begin our trek to "The Last Frontier".  It will be an amazing adventure filled with firsts for everyone involved. 

So as I listen to Matthew make T-Rex noises while watching Jurassic Park and hear my dog licking his newly snipped baby makers I sit here and think about the "quality time" I will be missing come December when my husband's mistress (AKA Afghanistan) takes him away for a year.  Yet I am not mad at him or the Army, why??  Because I chose this lifestyle just as much as he did.  Just as much as every other military spouse out there---put your big girl panties on...please.
Until next time...