Nap Time Silence.

So Elizabeth broke her arm a week ago. OH SUCH JOY! It's such a pain in my butt to give her a bath. Other than that though, she's done pretty good with it. I started a new exercise program. Jillian Michaels, she kicks my ass and I love it. I can't really tell if I'm loosing weight though. I've also commited my self in to taking vitamins everyday. We'll see how well that works into the deployment, which is coming up in less than 22 days. I think I'll turn this into the deployment woes blog. Good Idea. Life as we know it will change forever.

Deployment day looms

First, I'll start off with holy god it is freezing outside, and in here. First day that it's broke 30 degrees. For some odd reason our heater just can't keep up and is stuck at a measly 65 degrees. So deployment is coming up, orders just got cut today. February 12th 2010, on or about. Means he'll miss Christmas, again. He missed Elizabeth's first Christmas, was here for her second and third. Amazingly she's only two years old. Okay so where this whole thing got to, i've read a few military wifey blogs around, and most of them are in their early 20's there or about, with no children. I guess I'm the "cliche" army wife, who got married at 18 and was pregnant a month later. That's right, monkey was a total surprise, but she's been one every single day of her life so why stop now? I did work outside the home, even my entire pregnancy, the whole 2nd deployment, and for a good bit there while he was home. I guess I just realized, I have my whole life to work, it's not biblical to retire, you should always be striving for something else in the stage of life that you're in. I'm sure I'll work while he's deployed this time. Just to keep my self busy. Hopefully I'll be able to find a job in this economy but if not, if all else fails, I'll still have a job here. I really need to find some friends. My bestest moved back home, hopefully she'll be moving closer to me this coming year. We're army wife warriors together. We've both survived deployments and raising children all alone. But this go around, I'll truly be alone... I'm staying here at Fort Campbell for the duration of the deployment. Everyday, seems more like a stupid choice. Why on God's green earth did I pick to live here, alone, for a year? We'll see how it goes.

Here's to hopes of finding a job!

New Year... New Rules

Again, baking cookies, no wonder my ass has gained 10 pounds. I can blame it all I want on the quitting smoking * Go Me * But I totally know it's me sitting on the couch folding clothes eating an entire batch of chocolate chip cookies. I wish nap time was a very good exercise, speaking of... eff that! I worked out like two days ago, danced my way thin... or so it said, I totally hurt so bad I need one of those handicap rails to sit on my toilet. I'll just be fat and happy. That's my new years resolution, to be happy in my own skin. I am who I am, I have people who love me no matter what I look like or how much I jiggle, so the hell with it.

HOE HOE HOE

I'll start off with wishing every one a Merry Christmas! Hope everyone's holiday went well. Our's exceptionally well because the kid got way more than she needed, and so did we!  10 INCHES more than we needed That's right folks the good  ol' North Carolina foothills got ten inches of snow, and to proove it...

That is halfway through it, and the front door. It was more than I'd ever seen.

Yupp I'm a good ol southern gal, we don't see snow, we see ice and when ice comes, the power goes, along with all the milk and bread in the region. Luckly, my dear mommy and I had headed to the neighborhood wally world the day before the big blizzrd! So here we are stuffed into my parents all too small apartment, like sardeens. Suprisingly I haven't stabbed anyone to date, but check with me tomorrow, the news could change and the picture  might too... It could be a mug shot! Until then I'll just show you the beautiful pictures of my family this holiday, in the snow!

Little Izzy in her second snow, but the first big one!

BTW I got smacked in the face with a Giant snow ball and it made my gum bleed. Thanks asshole husband with really good aim. Not all of us can be expert marksmen!

And last but not least

The Family Tree.

Yeah you get the gist of it..

So, as for news, if you haven't seen Brothers, it's a good watch.

Brittany Murphy died of cardiac arrest and was laid to rest on Christmas Eve, may her family be in all of our prayers

That's it for today,

God Bless Ya'll

Good rainy afternoon

So i've changed my blog name, and it's relative sanity as well. today I feel like moving my computer in front of the window, but I know if I do that I'll have to move my ENTIRE living room around and I'm just not in the mood for that. My  husband is gone for pizza, sounds like the garage door now... It's Sunday, so that means football in this house. hoot hoot, my excitement can barely be contained. I am still on my vidration binge. I don't know why but this water is really better that regular water. If it's better for you than regular water, that's up for debate. But, I never eat or drink anything because it is good for you. How I'm still able to walk around and not be as big as a house, you got be, good genetics maybe? So I've done a little research and I've realized that most blogs have some kind of a point to them. Mine, however, does not. So I'm going to make it a point to think of a good base line for this thing. Before it turns into a monster. As of right now, no one really reads this so it's mostly just my outlet so I don't go insane. So, my 7 almost 8 year old nephew, lets call him Leroy (old childhood nick name, don't ask, because I really don't know.) So Leroy is the biggest little football fan in the world, and just happens to be the biggest fan of Pittsburgh Steelers, who happened to loose to the Cleveland Browns the other day... yeah this should be a blog about football season for the non-football fan, but moving on, before they lost to the Browns, they lost to the Oakland Raiders, yes, the Raiders. O.K. yes I did call him and rub it in his face on how his team is just suckin the big one this year. But mind you, he called me and did his little victory dance when they went to to the Superbowl and won last year. Now me, being from the GREAT state of North Carolina am an AVID Carolina Panthers, and UNC fan. Don't dog us Duke, cause guess what, YOU LOST! I don't know why I have a hate for Duke, my parents are Duke fans and I was actually accepted to Duke University back in the day, never once thought about going to UNC the cheaper of the two schools. Maybe because my husband is the biggest UNC fan in the world. Every t-shirt is a UNC t-shirt, every hat is a UNC Hat. Now when I go out I look for UNC stuff. It's totally funny that my husband isn't even from North Carolina, he was brought there by his loony toon nut case parents, if you can't tell I hate them. I hate his entire crazy ass family, even the ones that married in. You're all fucking stupidly crazy! Me, being born in North Carolina, my parents as well as their parents and theirs etc etc... I have a strong hate for people who call them self Carolinian, and are from like New York or something! You New Yonkey. That's my mix between Yankee and New Yorker, all the same, go back! But his parents, working class type, moved here for a good job. They had 4 natural children and one adopted (took in from the streets) child who is restarted. No I'm not kidding. Are broke, on the verge of bankruptcy and repo every single day, now that all four children have moved out, sorry got kicked out... what kind of mother kicks their kid out on the street? This one... bitch much. One brat moved back in with her half breed Mexican bastard, and yes the father is illegal... WOW. Then one brat moved in with us, this little girl was the baby and handed absolutely everything in her life, because she was daddy's little princess. This kid never did wrong, even when she went to a hotel with 7 guys she didn't know and was the only girl there. Now maybe if you come from a decent place where the kids are good this may not seem so bad to you, but we're in an army town. A room full of 18 year old soldiers. Brilliant move wasn't it? Then the dumb bitch thought she got the clap from a toilet seat. Oh yeah.. Long story short, she got married about six months ago, she's 18 he's 19 going on 2, he won't let her work... this is a prime marriage don't cha think? The next brat is married to the biggest 19 year old woman I've ever met in my entire life. I mean this bitch is HUGE. If I had a picture of her, I surely would put it up so you could get the grand scale of her fat ass. I mean like 400 pound huge. Well, my hubbs and his brother have had there outs, once when he called me a whore, and the next time where he wished I would die in a car crash, lets wish death, OH that's such a grown up card. His mother is completely over emotional and gets that way every single chance she can. Oh she's such a whiner. So long LONG story short his family are a bunch of stupid corn fed mid westerners.  I must let this one out.... I just saw the most preschool move that I've ever seen in my life and I would post the video but I don't want to get sued by the NFL so you'll have to just trust my words. One guy on the Titans got pushed down after the play was over. So another Titan came over and pushed the pusher down. Like really? How old are you? I can just see it, guy got tackled, got up pissed and pushed the tackler down, and one other guy came out of no where and pushed the pusher down. How old are you? I can just see my two year old doing the same exact thing. Wow. OK I'm totally done now, I'll shut up. Until I find something else I find totally irritating or irrationally funny.

As the world turns.... and the cookies bake...

As I wait patiently for my chocolate chip cookies to bake slowly in my oven, I was thinking. After slamming all the dishes around in my kitchen, I wondered how many "I'm Sorry's" is just too many? Now those of us who are lucky enough to not be married to grown men, instead we're married to toddlers trapped in a man's body. A man who then throws a fit in wal-mart because he wants a kit-kat... really? Then five seconds later comes the I'm sorry. It seems like every day I am lucky enough to receive at least two to three I'm sorry's. How about this one for a change, don't do anything to be sorry about. I am so sick and tired of raising two- two year old's. I mean one with a tantrum is enough, I really don't need two of you. I wonder how many of you out there in blogger world feel the same way I do. That's how this whole thing got started in the first place, I have no one to talk to, no one who'll listen and value my opinions. Just because I have resorted to saying peese instead of please, and baby talk half the day, doesn't mean I'm any less of an adult with an adult mind who needs to speak their peace.  I am so very tired of the words "I'm sorry" and I banish you from my vocabulary, from now on it's just gonna be, tough titty said the kitty.

The cookies are done, i'll be back.

Shut up about Tiger already!

OK, so on with my early morning to me rant... I was watching Chelsea again last night, around midnight I would say and yet again, who did she talk about, I'll give you a guess... Don't worry I'll wait..... Yupp Tiger Woods yet again. Now homie is taking an indefinite break from golf, as if golf has anything to do with him and his marriage issues, but he's leaving what has made him his millions. Doesn't make any sense to me, but hey who am I? The lonely and very unsophisticated army wife who sits with her days on facebook and blogger, and her nights with Chelsea and lifesaver gummies. Anyway onto what this was about to begin with, Tiger is leaving golf for an estimated time of we don't freaking know. I don't know about you guys out there in blogger world but this is really starting to get on my damn nerves, shut up about Tiger Woods already! Isn't there something else that is more news worthy? I mean they've got two year olds reading now and we're all into Tiger Woods business.
Anyway that's it for right now, i'm sure i'll be back with more later on tonight

Love