.......from Ft. Eustis, VA!
Monday, May 28, 2007
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Sunday, May 20, 2007
Mother Neff State Park, Spring 2007
There she goes.........
While we wait to eat............
A hiking we did go.....LEAVE NO TRACE BEHIND!
Flag Retirement Ceremony
Offstage
Friday night at Harker Heights High School.............
Take the picture please. I have a sister to annoy!
Hmm? To sing or not to sing, that is the question.........
If all the raindrops were lemon drops and gum drops....Oh, what a rain that would be! Standing outside with my mouth open wide.......Aagh-aagh,aagh, aagh-aagh, aagh, aagh-aagh, aagh, aagh!
Yeah, that's me. Uglier than ever.
Saturday, May 19, 2007
A wandering she did go............
As usual, Lauren is NOT wanting to take a nap. For a few weeks now she has been posting nap "strikes." So I decide to take her outside in the backyard. Burn some energy ya know.
We have a chain link fence. She's outside playing. I'm outside with her trying to decide what to do. So I decide to get some weed killer and start spraying weeds. Got that done. Then threw the empty bottle away. I go inside and grab this new garden hose reel I just bought. Went back outside and Lauren is still playing (digging in the dirt.) So here I am attaching the hoses together so this thing will wind up our extra long garden hose.
I'm so into what I'm doing I don't hear my chain link fence's gate open. She is so sneaky and gifted to do that with out even a "klink" when the metal hits metal. As I turn around, when I'm done (took me maybe 2 minutes), my dog is gone and so is Lauren. I notice the gate is open. I run out the gate hollering Lauren's name. At that same moment, I could give a rat's "you know what" about Daisy. Lauren is NO WHERE!
I'm screaming her name. Most of my neighbor's aren't home but at work. I'm screaming and screaming. I go to one neighbor's house, older gentleman (who I woke up from sheer fear), and tell him what is going on and he says he'll help me. So as I am running up and down the street, mind you we are surrounded by a wooded area and a heavily traveled road (a farm road that nobody seems to follow the speed limit on) that my street connects too, and I'm going nuts. Daisy appears out of nowhere. Of course, she is no use. Heidi would have tracked Lauren down....Daisy isn't that smart. Well, this man (redneck for sure) has her on his hip while holding a little boy (obviously his) and is bringing her around the corner. He said he heard me screaming and deduced that this little girl must belong to the voice that is screaming hysterically. CORRECT assumption dude! I, at that point, broke down in tears and hysterics. And the older gentleman I woke up, had just walked outside from his house. I woke him up for nothing. I was soooo sorry and thanked him generously.
I brought her back inside and then realized I still hadn't caught Daisy. LOL! I wasn't exactly in any hurry to catch her at that time. But, yes, Daisy has been caught and is in the back yard which now has locks on both gate doors for neither to escape from.
Lauren is right now on the living room table dancing, hoping her moves will earn her a cinnamon teddy graham. And my new coffee has just arrived by UPS, just in time to settle my nerves that just went through havoc.
We have a chain link fence. She's outside playing. I'm outside with her trying to decide what to do. So I decide to get some weed killer and start spraying weeds. Got that done. Then threw the empty bottle away. I go inside and grab this new garden hose reel I just bought. Went back outside and Lauren is still playing (digging in the dirt.) So here I am attaching the hoses together so this thing will wind up our extra long garden hose.
I'm so into what I'm doing I don't hear my chain link fence's gate open. She is so sneaky and gifted to do that with out even a "klink" when the metal hits metal. As I turn around, when I'm done (took me maybe 2 minutes), my dog is gone and so is Lauren. I notice the gate is open. I run out the gate hollering Lauren's name. At that same moment, I could give a rat's "you know what" about Daisy. Lauren is NO WHERE!
I'm screaming her name. Most of my neighbor's aren't home but at work. I'm screaming and screaming. I go to one neighbor's house, older gentleman (who I woke up from sheer fear), and tell him what is going on and he says he'll help me. So as I am running up and down the street, mind you we are surrounded by a wooded area and a heavily traveled road (a farm road that nobody seems to follow the speed limit on) that my street connects too, and I'm going nuts. Daisy appears out of nowhere. Of course, she is no use. Heidi would have tracked Lauren down....Daisy isn't that smart. Well, this man (redneck for sure) has her on his hip while holding a little boy (obviously his) and is bringing her around the corner. He said he heard me screaming and deduced that this little girl must belong to the voice that is screaming hysterically. CORRECT assumption dude! I, at that point, broke down in tears and hysterics. And the older gentleman I woke up, had just walked outside from his house. I woke him up for nothing. I was soooo sorry and thanked him generously.
I brought her back inside and then realized I still hadn't caught Daisy. LOL! I wasn't exactly in any hurry to catch her at that time. But, yes, Daisy has been caught and is in the back yard which now has locks on both gate doors for neither to escape from.
Lauren is right now on the living room table dancing, hoping her moves will earn her a cinnamon teddy graham. And my new coffee has just arrived by UPS, just in time to settle my nerves that just went through havoc.
Friday, May 11, 2007
Military Spouses Day~May 11
Among the MANY things you have been asked/expected/encouraged to do as a military spouse, you have followed…
followed the mailman to inquire on your forwarded mail;
followed the school bus to be sure your son got to his new school with ease;
followed a neighbor, secretly, to find out where the Post Office/PX/Self-Help is;
followed the directions on your new self-cleaning oven that doesn’t/won’t;
followed your soldier to the ends of the earth and back, on orders and out of a lasting love.
You have packed…
packed with a day’s notice for a move that wasn’t scheduled for weeks to find your things wouldn’t arrive for months;
packed lunches for children who weren’t convinced this new school was really going to be so great;
packed cookies you baked late, late at night to get to the Unit, to get to the Field, to get to your hero who always favored your oatmeal raisins;
packed your wedding album in an old worn towel, then wrapped in an old worn blanket, to preserve the pictures of the dress you’d worm that day you become Mrs..
You have allowed…
allowed another’s future to shape your present, and your life;
allowed the stairwell neighbor to use the washer first, despite how late you’d be up and down the stairs to get your turn at laundry chores;
allowed those lonely single soldiers a special memory when you opened your door to them at the Holidays;
allowed your soldier to believe in himself which allowed him to remain successful.
You have supported…
supported Bake Sales when your own family hadn’t seen a homemade brownie in months;
supported the young wife next door when a field problem turned into a nightmare of loneliness;
supported your soldier when you’d rather have gone back home, realizing you already were;;
supported your Country even though they’ll never understand the sacrifices that included;
supported the man you love, the marriage you’ve created and the Army you’ve now both committed to.
You have cherished…
cherished moments and memories from Units, countries, ceremonies and isolated assignments;
cherished the melodies of our National Anthem while on foreign soil far from home;
cherished your children even in moments when you were asked to do it all for them on your own;
cherished the time you have together, no matter how little that often was;
cherished the women the Army has offered to you to be your mentors, friends and sisters ! those precious spouses of your husband’s comrades.
You have discovered…
discovered that you can do more than you ever believed you were capable of;
discovered that when he leaves for the field, every household item senses the same and decidedly breaks down;
discovered people and friendships you might never have ever known had you not boarded that plane and left that comfort zone;
discovered that absence really DOES make the heart grow fonder, and fonder;
discovered how many meals you can stretch out of a pound of meat before payday finally rolls around.
You have given…
given of yourself, time and time again;
given advice freely whether or not it was needed;
given your mother’s recipe as your own to save the Unit cookbook;
given your last can of cream soup even though you KNEW the commissary would be out of it when you went again;
given your love to a man who looks so good in BDU’s;
given your heart to a man who stands for all this is good and honest and respectful in mankind.
You have hung…
hung curtains in more windows over time than the grandest castle might have;
hung on to your sanity by a fragile thread as the deployment wore on and on;
hung around with folks who brought joy into your life and memories into your soul ~ “Army folks”.
hung onto him with all your might, as if a long hard hug would delay a goodbye;
hung every plaque from every job he’s ever had on the wall that you’d wished held a painting;
hung the For Sale sign in from of the house you thought you’d live n forever.
The MILITARY SPOUSE – who deserves this special day of his/her own.
followed the mailman to inquire on your forwarded mail;
followed the school bus to be sure your son got to his new school with ease;
followed a neighbor, secretly, to find out where the Post Office/PX/Self-Help is;
followed the directions on your new self-cleaning oven that doesn’t/won’t;
followed your soldier to the ends of the earth and back, on orders and out of a lasting love.
You have packed…
packed with a day’s notice for a move that wasn’t scheduled for weeks to find your things wouldn’t arrive for months;
packed lunches for children who weren’t convinced this new school was really going to be so great;
packed cookies you baked late, late at night to get to the Unit, to get to the Field, to get to your hero who always favored your oatmeal raisins;
packed your wedding album in an old worn towel, then wrapped in an old worn blanket, to preserve the pictures of the dress you’d worm that day you become Mrs..
You have allowed…
allowed another’s future to shape your present, and your life;
allowed the stairwell neighbor to use the washer first, despite how late you’d be up and down the stairs to get your turn at laundry chores;
allowed those lonely single soldiers a special memory when you opened your door to them at the Holidays;
allowed your soldier to believe in himself which allowed him to remain successful.
You have supported…
supported Bake Sales when your own family hadn’t seen a homemade brownie in months;
supported the young wife next door when a field problem turned into a nightmare of loneliness;
supported your soldier when you’d rather have gone back home, realizing you already were;;
supported your Country even though they’ll never understand the sacrifices that included;
supported the man you love, the marriage you’ve created and the Army you’ve now both committed to.
You have cherished…
cherished moments and memories from Units, countries, ceremonies and isolated assignments;
cherished the melodies of our National Anthem while on foreign soil far from home;
cherished your children even in moments when you were asked to do it all for them on your own;
cherished the time you have together, no matter how little that often was;
cherished the women the Army has offered to you to be your mentors, friends and sisters ! those precious spouses of your husband’s comrades.
You have discovered…
discovered that you can do more than you ever believed you were capable of;
discovered that when he leaves for the field, every household item senses the same and decidedly breaks down;
discovered people and friendships you might never have ever known had you not boarded that plane and left that comfort zone;
discovered that absence really DOES make the heart grow fonder, and fonder;
discovered how many meals you can stretch out of a pound of meat before payday finally rolls around.
You have given…
given of yourself, time and time again;
given advice freely whether or not it was needed;
given your mother’s recipe as your own to save the Unit cookbook;
given your last can of cream soup even though you KNEW the commissary would be out of it when you went again;
given your love to a man who looks so good in BDU’s;
given your heart to a man who stands for all this is good and honest and respectful in mankind.
You have hung…
hung curtains in more windows over time than the grandest castle might have;
hung on to your sanity by a fragile thread as the deployment wore on and on;
hung around with folks who brought joy into your life and memories into your soul ~ “Army folks”.
hung onto him with all your might, as if a long hard hug would delay a goodbye;
hung every plaque from every job he’s ever had on the wall that you’d wished held a painting;
hung the For Sale sign in from of the house you thought you’d live n forever.
The MILITARY SPOUSE – who deserves this special day of his/her own.
Monday, May 07, 2007
The Sweetest Things............
.......are sometimes those that are unexpected. Are not always an "I Love You." Are like a warm, cozy blanket on a cold, blustery day.
Bobby and I got into an argument over the phone. I won't go into the gist of it but I felt jealous and hurt at the same time. He knew it. By the end of the phone call, I was still upset but there wasn't any heated discussion involved anymore. I was drained of trying to make my point so I just shut up. It might of sounded like the silent treatment but it was better than beating my head up against his "brick wall." And I was just plain tired of arguing. There wasn't a reason anymore.
We hung up. I was still hurt. He was still hurt.
Hours later he called back. I had no clue what he wanted since the last phone call.
He said, after the hello's, "I'm sorry." That was all I needed. I went to bed feeling like a giddy teenager....all mushy inside.
Thank you!
I love you, too!
Bobby and I got into an argument over the phone. I won't go into the gist of it but I felt jealous and hurt at the same time. He knew it. By the end of the phone call, I was still upset but there wasn't any heated discussion involved anymore. I was drained of trying to make my point so I just shut up. It might of sounded like the silent treatment but it was better than beating my head up against his "brick wall." And I was just plain tired of arguing. There wasn't a reason anymore.
We hung up. I was still hurt. He was still hurt.
Hours later he called back. I had no clue what he wanted since the last phone call.
He said, after the hello's, "I'm sorry." That was all I needed. I went to bed feeling like a giddy teenager....all mushy inside.
Thank you!
I love you, too!
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