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Why?

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Jul 262006

Apparently kids and army share the same stragegy. Let’s fuck with her when she’s the most stressed she’s been in a month, and see how far we can push til she snaps completely. I need a break from both. I really do. I at least need to hear from the hubby and get my questions answered and my stress level dropped. We’re so close to the end why now???? I haven’t heard a word from him since late Monday night. When you hear from someone every day, at least twice a day, and then all of a sudden get nothing for 2-3 days it’s frustrating as all hell. Noone is hearing shit, and of course that gets the rumors flying. I’m annoyed, I’ll be fine when I hear from him but for now, I’m pissy and thats all there is to it.

Typing…For A Change

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Jul 182006

So I figured I’d type an entry here while my video entry is uploading elsewhere. It’s been a pretty dull day so far. I’m thinking about walking this evening with Daisy. I was hoping to catch and go with her, but she isn’t home. My kid is having dinner at a friends’ house, and my other kid is playing. Maybe I’ll see if other kid wants to walk with her old Mom. I just have energy today and don’t know what to do with it.

I worked out at the gym like I promised. I kicked myself in the ass and went. , in reply to your post sure I’ll kick you in the ass…lol GO TO THE GYM TOMORROW!!!! I did 20 minutes on the eliptical, and another 20 on the circuit training equipment. I used all the machines today that I didn’t use yesterday. Tomorrow I’ll switch.

We had no power this morning when I woke up, that stunk. They were upgrading something or other, and left notices yesterday that they were doing it. But it still pissed me off. Why not do shit like that when it won’t inconvenience people??? The hours of 9am and 1pm (actually it wasn’t back til 1:30pm) are not fun without electricity. Stupid.

Well I’ve had my salad for dinner, it actually hit the spot nicely, I bought the eurpean bagged salad, as well as a bag of romaine heart salad. Iceburg lettuce has no nutritional value at all, and while fine for a side salad, when you make a salad for a meal, you need the leafy green lettuces to get the nutrition. I’ve been drinking tons of water, and in two days of working out and drinking water I can see a difference in my skin. Especially on my face. It’s clearer and fresher. Water actually helps burn fat…an added bonus. I’m the type that normally runs around dehydrated without knowing it, drinking nothing but diet pepsi all day. I’m tring to change that habit. I’m also eating better, there is absolutely no point in working out, burning calories, and all that to loseWeight Exercise pounds or inches if you don’t change how you eat. You get nowhere with all the working out if you still load up on crappy foods and drinks. This article is pretty cool, about drinking water….http://www.inch-aweigh.com/water.html. I’m still in the beginning, waiting to hit the breakthough point.

Well, it’s 6:30, think I’ll go walk my dog, and maybe work on my other blog some more, I have movies I want to add and review there.

ETA: Well it’s now 8:10pm, I walked Daisy probably about a mile, and then came home to see an IM from , so we walked almost to the gat and back, I’m guessing about 5 miles. I’ll take my handy little gps unit the next time to be sure. I’m officially done exercising today. Tomorrow, back to the gym, and hopefully another evening walk.

Too Much…

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Jul 142006

Today started off good. I did my hair, put makeup on, went to Sams with Lizz, came home…had somelaughs in between. Then we decided hey, let’s go to the extreme home makeover reveal. Drove over to Lizz’s house to park and ride with her, and a child knocks at her door to tattle on Lyssa for something Lyssa may or may not have done. I tell her I’ve talked to lyssa about this over and over and over, and to just ignore her, that the other kids aren’t going to listen to Lyssa, etc etc. She goes home and tells her mom that I YELLED at her!!! WTF???? So this woman comes and gets in my face about it, her kid lives there, my kid doesn’t (gee thanks for the geography lesson I almost forgot) yadda yadda yadda. I told her the same thing, I told her I HAVE yelled at lyssa, I HAVE talked to her, and will do so again, yet she still goes on and on and on. Thank you but I got the point and still know where we all live!! Lyssa comes into the parking lot, so I tell her IN FRONT of this woman, yelled at her, she starts crying, embarassed to be yelled at in front of her friends, so I say there, she’s been told, again, I made her apologize on the spot, and still the woman is ranting about WHERE WE FUCKING LIVE!! Then tells me the next time she’ll call the MP’s. What the hell am I supposed to do?? Tell my child no you can’t play with your friends because that girl lives there?? Must be nice to be able to throw your husbands job title around…and have him here to fall back on I might add. Did I mention this child has a very disrespectful way of adressing adults?? Gee wonder where she gets it.

So we finally leave, get to north Pole to see the house, and wait for the reveal. Which at this point is supposed to be 8pm. We wait about 2 hours in the crowd, get taped screaming and waving a few times, see Ty (I got a couple pics, even one with his belly showing but that one is too blurry to see it *cries*), wait some more. Get nudged, pushed, have someone in front of us standing on a crate. Lyssa still upset about being yelled at, my mood deflated after the incident at the house. We finally decided to pack it in and head for home to feed kids. Good thing too, since it started raining about 5 minutes after we left. It was cool though, the rest we can see on TV.

Got home (you can laugh, it’s funny), popped the kids dinner in, came upstairs to unwind, and the phone rings. Lizz had just dropped me off. the phone rings. It’s Lizz. I forgot something at her house. MY TRUCK!!! So I walked over to get that. Duh.

Came back home again, Lyssa is going to bed, and informs me that Daisy pooped in her room. ARGH!!! and of course it barely got on the floor because her clothes are all over the floor protecting the carpet!! So I got to do a load of laundry too!! Thats when Brenna informs me, oh yeah Daisy pooped in her Kennel too. Cleaned that up, and now I quit. I’m just ready to call it a weekend and stay home, locked in my room.

Eye Candy…

My horoscope…

Many of you Goats excel at self-restraint, for you have a natural knack of knowing how much to hold back versus how much to push forward. It may be more difficult than usual to live by this common sense now, but it is important nevertheless. These are difficult times that can benefit from your reserved calculations rather than careless impulsive actions.
Friday, July 14, 2006

now they tell me. *sighs*

Only A Rose

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Jul 082006

When I got this tattoo, and saw the 4 roses the artist incorporated into my design idea, I had thought how cool there are four, since hubby had sent 4 dozen through the course of this deployment, which of course was the point of having roses in it to start with. Because it was so special to me that he sent them. Then, on my newest blog I posted a pic of my tat in my “about me” post. And someone on my friends list posted this poem in hers, after seeing the roses in my tat and learning I’m an Army wife. The ink in my arm had so much meaning, and now…it has even more. Thank you so much !!!

Only A Rose
Author unknown

Each leaf is a chapter of unique pathways, winding and twisting, branching out in an undefined path. The wife of a soldier understands this pattern. She has lived it in every home she has ever created from the alien walls assigned to her. Her children know no other way.

The flexibility of the stem, to move with the wind and the strength to wither the storms, portrays her life. Her days have never been serene, well ordered or planned. She has never known where her next Christmas tree will stand, or where she will be when the leaves fall again.

Thorns are the protector of the rose. The difficulties and pain of Army life have created within the bride of the soldier, a God given strength to cope with the separations, the moves, and the loneliness. Although she knows that the thorns still hurt.

At the pinnacle of the stem unfolds satin petals. This is the heart of the Army wife, filled with those golden moments of close and lasting companionship. She keeps hidden here the memories of a unique collection of characters and individualsâ€¦of friends who have filled her worlds on a dozen different stages. The sound of a bugle, the flag at dusk, a crisp morning parade, are stored in her heart.

God recognized, a long time ago, that in order to create an Army wife, He needed to give her a whole lot more then He had given his regulars. After days of pondering, the answer was found and He fashioned her after a rose.

Good News?

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Jul 062006

Well, we don’t have a date. But we’ve been given a “less than” XX days. I’ll take it. I’m happy. I’m excited about getting all fancied up ready to meet my man when he finally comes home. I know what clothes I’m wearing. My favorite Levi’s, the faded blue that fit me perfect. My black leather slouch boots with the silver harnesses. My white cami top with the row of silver sequins across the top, and my waist length leather blazer (do we still call them that?). If it’s too warm to maintain the jacket, well I guess I’ll just be wearing my cleavage and ink in public view. but hell, I’m pretty proud of both, so that’s not a big problem for me. My mom has already said he probably won’t even notice, but he’ll notice. He always notices when I make the effort. That’s what makes the effort worthwhile. I may even make the trip to a salon to have my hair done. I’m dressing the girls in their cute little sundresses, they’ll both need new sandals for the occassion. I know what jewelry I’m wearing too. My hair will be my biggest problem. It’s Lose Weight Exercise pulls out any curl I put in it. He loves my hair in a pony tail, so thats probably what I’ll do, and just glam it up a little. Dammit why must you be in Texas?????? I know you could make my average ponytail into something more.

Other good news for me, I stopped to see my tat artist today to have my ink checked. the spots I was worried so much about are looking better now. He noticed how bad I was scabbing, and told me go get the A&D ointment off, and switch to lotion. Now all those spots are obviously just ready to peel areas. They no longer look like the ink came out. And when it’s fully healed he’ll take care of any needed touch ups. Free of course. w00t!

Well Daisy is crashed out here on my bed, and I must too. Goodnight LJ land. Happy TGIF:o)