I wish I drank. There are days when I think that a little shot of vodka in the morning java might do me a world of good. This self-imposed rule of not drinking when stressed out sometimes sucks, especially when I seem to live in that state most of the time. The Tween Years. This […]
The pain and anger of it all… I haven't written in months… I just haven't been able to. I lost my baby in May and I haven't been really all that into life in general since. Some days it is better than others, but most days, I am just angry. Angry at the world, the […]
The good… Well, the telling of the children went well! I told Donovan who responded with a series of “OMG, OMG, OMG” before calming down. For the younger three, Corey set the stick down on the table and acted like he found it in the trash and somebody was in trouble! They sat in stunned silence […]
I don’t even know where to start! So much in just a short amount of time. Maybe chronologically…! Prof Love Goodness Kim, this is close to a masterpiece and completely publishable in a military oriented magazine or website. -Professor Jeff Cahan This is really the least of it all, but a moment that really made […]
Ty: Mom, I don’t ever want to grow up because I can’t imagine life without you. I would be lonely!! Why, yes, Ty! You can have ANYTHING you want! Life Without You This is from a status I posted on Facebook last night. Out of nowhere, Ty ran up to me as I was sitting […]
Blessed by camouflage… There are times when it really strikes home just how much the Army does for my family, our lives and our futures. Admittedly, I am an Army girl through and through, regardless of whether or not I still wear the boots. The Army has given me a life I love and one […]
I am such a bad blogger. I used to make it a part of my daily routine, but I have definitely fallen away from that for a whole bunch of reasons. I guess part of it was just that I was so frustrated with my life that it felt like I was writing the same […]
What exactly does it take for the importance of a given situation to get through to a 9 year old boy? I get that at 9, there is a limited capability of some things, but this is just ridiculous. There are times when the situation is important enough that the age card just doesn’t fly. […]
I swear sometimes that I must talk to my children in Swahili. Or serious issues with English comprehension. Or they are suffering from senility. Maybe all three. Dealing with various children yesterday and today have led me to think that conversing with drywall would have been far more engaging. I am about to bash my […]
Judging from my interactions with my children lately, I am pretty sure that the water must be tainted with some kind of psychotropic drug that only affects juveniles, particularly those 9 and under. Either that, or they have been possessed by small green beings from some as of yet undiscovered planet, the future planet Drive-A-Mom-Nuts. […]