Mike had drill this past weekend. So he comes home early today and we go to his Christmas party thing his army unit had which sucked cause barely anyone showed up. Then we go home through the city because the Bengals game just let out and traffic on the highway was backed up. So we got back here and went across the street to his dad's house for a little while, came home and ate some leftover pizza from last night, and I went down stairs to throw some more laundry in the washer and Mike went down to bring up the stuff in the dryer. He came back up before me (I was playing with Brandon in his playroom) and fell asleep on the couch. I came in the computer room, got on the Internet for a few and Brandon came in here wanting to color so I grabbed his colors and we went out to the living room. I told Mike to wake up and go to freaking bed. What a loser it's flippin 7pm!! HE GOT PISSED AT ME FOR TELLING HIM TO GO TO BED!!!! Well I am tired too but I can't go and lay down cause I am going to be the responsible one and take care of my baby!!! Brandon is a good boy but still needs supervision. I swear I feel like he's worthless!!!! I'm tired too! I get up with Brandon and take care of him and take care of the dogs all he did was get up and go to stupid training for the army!!!
I really am getting sick of his crap. I even went to check on him a few times trying to get him to come downstairs and play with cars with me and bubs but noooooo he was tired. Brandon was in the bed trying to wake him up too going "daddy daddy play cars!" but Mike kept pulling the blankets over his head so I played with Brandon and his cars a little longer then I put in the movie Cars (when do DVDs finally wear out?) and we watched till 9:30 and he fought me going to bed. The movie wasn't over but I am tired although it's almost 10:30 now.
I just don't understand how someone can be such a selfish jerk. I let him hear how pissed I was at him. "Thanks for spending some time with your family!!" Cause you know with me working 9-11 hour days we have lots of freaking family time together!!! ASSHOLE!
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Thanksgiving
My Thanksgiving was nice. I was scared though that things weren't going to turn out right. I had to make a nearly 25 pound turkey by myself for the first time in my life. To me it was very disgusting. Having to dig inside that turkey's holes and drag out pieces of the turkey that once use to be a vital part of its life. You can't help by to feel a little sorry for the doomed bird. It's born and raised with all human intentions of destroying its life one day. To be stripped of its feathers and ripped of its organs only to have them shoved back in side their lifeless bodies in the wrong place. I kept saying out loud, "you poor, dumb creature." So after I was done with what I can only describe as violating the turkey, I covered it with vegetable oil and stuck it in an oven bag. It roasted on top of onions and celery for about 4 hours. Once I was done shoving my hands inside this bird, I didn't feel so sorry for it. If we didn't eat turkey, this stupid bird would have no purpose.
Once the turkey was removed from my oven (I couldn't fit another thing in there with it), I put my green bean casserole and corn casserole in and started boiling the potatoes for mashed potatoes. I started boiling water for stuffing and screwed up the first box and had to make a second box. Oh well. I either didn't put in the mix fast enough or I didn't stir the mix fast enough either way some of the bread didn't touch the water and was as hard in the pan as it was in the box. Thow that one outside and make another box. It was hot in my kitchen and I was racing against the clock because Mike had to leave for work at 7 and here it is 5:30. I put the sweet potatoes in the pot and got them boiling and turned off the heat and popped out the casseroles and in the cornbread. We were eating by 6pm. the turkey turned out perfect, very juicy. The pumpkin pies I made the day before from scratch turned out perfect too! I was so proud of myself for making such a tasty dinner.
With gree bean casserole being a very easy dish to make, never mind being scrumptious, I think I will be making it more often. I love to make cornbread and Mike loves green beans so bake some chicken with that and it's dinner! I think my New Years resolution is to start making a variety of stuff for dinner. I can even make stuff ahead of time and freeze it and then just re-heat in the oven or the microwave. i have known that all along but I think making dinner for Thanksgiving and it turning out so good, has really boosted my confidence in myself onmy cooking ability. I ain't no Rachel Ray but I am better that I ever thought!
Once the turkey was removed from my oven (I couldn't fit another thing in there with it), I put my green bean casserole and corn casserole in and started boiling the potatoes for mashed potatoes. I started boiling water for stuffing and screwed up the first box and had to make a second box. Oh well. I either didn't put in the mix fast enough or I didn't stir the mix fast enough either way some of the bread didn't touch the water and was as hard in the pan as it was in the box. Thow that one outside and make another box. It was hot in my kitchen and I was racing against the clock because Mike had to leave for work at 7 and here it is 5:30. I put the sweet potatoes in the pot and got them boiling and turned off the heat and popped out the casseroles and in the cornbread. We were eating by 6pm. the turkey turned out perfect, very juicy. The pumpkin pies I made the day before from scratch turned out perfect too! I was so proud of myself for making such a tasty dinner.
With gree bean casserole being a very easy dish to make, never mind being scrumptious, I think I will be making it more often. I love to make cornbread and Mike loves green beans so bake some chicken with that and it's dinner! I think my New Years resolution is to start making a variety of stuff for dinner. I can even make stuff ahead of time and freeze it and then just re-heat in the oven or the microwave. i have known that all along but I think making dinner for Thanksgiving and it turning out so good, has really boosted my confidence in myself onmy cooking ability. I ain't no Rachel Ray but I am better that I ever thought!
Saturday, November 22, 2008
2 weeks
You can call it vacation from Mike, (haha I did), or 2 weeks by myself to take care of everything! I was so exhausted. I am so glad he's home now because for 2 weeks, which felt like 2 years, I was working and taking care of Brandon and the dogs and keeping the house clean. Some days I would wake up at 7 and if Brandon wasn't up, I would take the first 1/2 of the hour and get myself ready for work. Then I would get Brandon out of bed, feed him, dress him and get him ready for school and somewhere in there, find time to let the dogs out, feed them and let them back in all before 8am! Then, I would work from 9am-8pm come home put my purse down, go across the street get Brandon all while he is screaming MOMMA MOMMA!! and whining for juice and saying "HOME", trying to talk to my father in law to see how Brandon was and to let him know when the next time he'll have to pick up him up from school for me. Then go home carrying Brandon mostly because he doesn't want to walk. Get home bring Brandon up stairs cause he doesn't feel like walking up the stairs, turn on the tv, go down stairs, let the dogs out again only to find that they peed and pooped in their room. Stand on the porch watch them to make sure they don't try to get out of the fence, let them back in and then clean up dog poop, get Brandon dressed for bed and try to do all this before 9pm and while on the phone with my husband. I am yelling at him cause the dogs have once again pooped and peed in their room and I have had it!! He tells me "you need to calm down!!" Well yes I do need to calm down but he is the LAST person I needed to tell me to calm down. He's concentrating on his school that he's at for 2 weeks. I am doing everything else!! -1 thing.......-1000 things!!!! A single mom has my up most respect!! I could do it, I've done it before, but it's hard as heck and I wouldn't want to do everything all the time.
He had the nerve to ask me "I want to know what's going on!" I can't remember what day and I said "what are you talking about?" he said "you are constantly yelling at me." Then I told him "I am sick of you leaving me all the time and I know it's only 2 weeks but as you sit in your class and do your work, I am doing everything else. Life doesn't stop it's still going on here!" I was pretty hurt that he asked me what was going on like I was cheating on him or something. He was wanting to be a recruiter and started getting his stuff together to be one and I talked him out of it because I don't want anything to happen to our marriage and recruiting is a very hard job and it's stressful on marriages. I don't know too many people that have done recruiting married and stayed married. I don't know how much it's changed but I asked him to not do it. He got mad at me. I just don't want anything happening to our marriage. He means too much to me. So when he asked me "What's going on?" I was really hurt.
He came home Thursday night, and I have let him have the brunt of taking care of a lot of stuff. He's been taking the dogs out and helping me with Brandon. It's been easier and I am glad he's home!
He had the nerve to ask me "I want to know what's going on!" I can't remember what day and I said "what are you talking about?" he said "you are constantly yelling at me." Then I told him "I am sick of you leaving me all the time and I know it's only 2 weeks but as you sit in your class and do your work, I am doing everything else. Life doesn't stop it's still going on here!" I was pretty hurt that he asked me what was going on like I was cheating on him or something. He was wanting to be a recruiter and started getting his stuff together to be one and I talked him out of it because I don't want anything to happen to our marriage and recruiting is a very hard job and it's stressful on marriages. I don't know too many people that have done recruiting married and stayed married. I don't know how much it's changed but I asked him to not do it. He got mad at me. I just don't want anything happening to our marriage. He means too much to me. So when he asked me "What's going on?" I was really hurt.
He came home Thursday night, and I have let him have the brunt of taking care of a lot of stuff. He's been taking the dogs out and helping me with Brandon. It's been easier and I am glad he's home!
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Halloween
So as we all know Halloween has come and went. Brandon was scared to death of his costume, which I bought too big for him last year (see pic)
So I wanted to see if it would fit this year, but I had the hardest time trying to get him to even look at it let alone try it on. Luckily, in his daycare (which I refer to as school) he learned about dinosaurs like 2 weeks before Halloween. So I made another attempt at trying on his costume like a week before Halloween and was surprised by his overwhelming excitement to try it on. It fit, snug, but it fit (not to be used again by him) and I almost had a hard time taking it off him. He was obsessed with the tail but refused to put on the hat which as you can see or maybe not see in the above pic that was the head of the dinosaur (even if you can't see it's common sense). Mike managed to force the head on for a couple of pics..notice that in the pics, he's not exactly excited to have it on..
and in one of the pics, I just about didn't get his head in it...but you can tell, next year we have to costume shop.
Trick or treating was fun with our headless dinosaur. We were both trying to get him to say trick or treat but that didn't work but Thank you was said every time he got candy, with the occasional greedy "more" There is certain candy I won't let him eat (chewy stuff, small stuff, gum, hard candy anything with peanut butter) but I separated his basket and he can have about half of it. He's managed to eat a couple of kit kats but took one bite of the last one and handed it to me "here e go momma"
Pumpkin picking was fun. We went to this place called Burger Farms on the other side of Cincinnati. Brandon loved all the "punkins" and it was cute hearing him say "punkins punkins" They had a straw maze there and we went in it. If you went the wrong way there was little scary things blocking the path. Well around the first corner daddy said "hey Brandon, go this way" and Brandon went around the corner and saw a skeleton and daddy screamed "ahhh" and Brandon about crapped himself and was afraid the whole rest of the time we were in there!
So we carved one "punkin" and I had these stick in things like Mr. Potato Head pieces that I got last year during the after Halloween sale and stuck them in the other one. Mike said it looked like me..I don't think so but you be the judge.
The other "punkin" Mike carved. He did a great job. We bought one of those carving kits and he traced the pattern onto the pumpkin and cut it out great. He tricked me while carving it by putting fake blood on the knife and sticking it in the pumpkin and letting it drip down the side! I freaked for a second. He was in the bathroom and he was laughing his butt off when he opened the door!! TURD!
We had a great Halloween. The first for Mike with Brandon so he took the night off work to go Trick-or-Treating with him. Brandon walked most of the way.
He also tried to go in 2 people's houses...It was cute..
So I wanted to see if it would fit this year, but I had the hardest time trying to get him to even look at it let alone try it on. Luckily, in his daycare (which I refer to as school) he learned about dinosaurs like 2 weeks before Halloween. So I made another attempt at trying on his costume like a week before Halloween and was surprised by his overwhelming excitement to try it on. It fit, snug, but it fit (not to be used again by him) and I almost had a hard time taking it off him. He was obsessed with the tail but refused to put on the hat which as you can see or maybe not see in the above pic that was the head of the dinosaur (even if you can't see it's common sense). Mike managed to force the head on for a couple of pics..notice that in the pics, he's not exactly excited to have it on..
and in one of the pics, I just about didn't get his head in it...but you can tell, next year we have to costume shop.
Trick or treating was fun with our headless dinosaur. We were both trying to get him to say trick or treat but that didn't work but Thank you was said every time he got candy, with the occasional greedy "more" There is certain candy I won't let him eat (chewy stuff, small stuff, gum, hard candy anything with peanut butter) but I separated his basket and he can have about half of it. He's managed to eat a couple of kit kats but took one bite of the last one and handed it to me "here e go momma"
Pumpkin picking was fun. We went to this place called Burger Farms on the other side of Cincinnati. Brandon loved all the "punkins" and it was cute hearing him say "punkins punkins" They had a straw maze there and we went in it. If you went the wrong way there was little scary things blocking the path. Well around the first corner daddy said "hey Brandon, go this way" and Brandon went around the corner and saw a skeleton and daddy screamed "ahhh" and Brandon about crapped himself and was afraid the whole rest of the time we were in there!
So we carved one "punkin" and I had these stick in things like Mr. Potato Head pieces that I got last year during the after Halloween sale and stuck them in the other one. Mike said it looked like me..I don't think so but you be the judge.
The other "punkin" Mike carved. He did a great job. We bought one of those carving kits and he traced the pattern onto the pumpkin and cut it out great. He tricked me while carving it by putting fake blood on the knife and sticking it in the pumpkin and letting it drip down the side! I freaked for a second. He was in the bathroom and he was laughing his butt off when he opened the door!! TURD!
We had a great Halloween. The first for Mike with Brandon so he took the night off work to go Trick-or-Treating with him. Brandon walked most of the way.
He also tried to go in 2 people's houses...It was cute..
highschool reunion
Ok so lately I haven't been blogging..what was the date on the last one? Anyways there hasn't been too much to blog about. I try to save it until I have enough to talk about.
on October 9-12, we went down to Alabama for my high school reunion. I was excited to go because I wanted to see how many people actually show up and how much they have changed. I wasn't shocked that only about 15 people showed up and no one I really hung around.
Friday during the day, we went to the Army Aviation Museum on Fort Rucker. Brandon is on a plane and helicopter kick now and just had a great time. He was scared to go into the Chinook, but once he went in, he wouldn't come out and loved the cockpit display they have upstairs where you can get in with all the controls and stuff. He also loved looking at the Predator display..I think that's what it's called. It looks like a toy but has radar on it and they throw it up instead of going into enemy territory blinded, they "spy" with it. Mike says they use them in Iraq. I've seen videos of his unit using it and it was pretty cool.
We went to a football game that night and per usual the team lost. They were playing Eufala, who is a hard team anyways but that's besides the point. They won I think a total of 5 games the whole 4 years I went to that school and they were all homecoming games and we all know the other schools were begged and paid to have mercy on us so we could win.
One thing they did, that I don't recall ever happening when I went to school, was after the game the team came up to the band, the band played the alma matter and they sang it...I thought it was wonderful school spirit even though they lost!
The next day we all met at Stegall Park right by the high school and had a family day. Brandon was at nap time so he wasn't exactly happy but he did have a good time. I think this was the first time he swung on the swings by himself. not a baby swing, a big swing...I was sooo proud.
I threw in a slide pic too! He's just adorable!
Saturday night, we went to dinner at Applebee's in Ozark. I had a blast drinking and laughing with everyone at the table. More people showed up there about 25-30 or so but again, people I could have cared less to see. Some people didn't change at all while others I didn't recognize! Someone had brought their yearbook and said that I was the one that changed the most. I took it as a compliment. I was such a geek in high school. All in all, I had a good time! I would do it again in 10 more years.
on October 9-12, we went down to Alabama for my high school reunion. I was excited to go because I wanted to see how many people actually show up and how much they have changed. I wasn't shocked that only about 15 people showed up and no one I really hung around.
Friday during the day, we went to the Army Aviation Museum on Fort Rucker. Brandon is on a plane and helicopter kick now and just had a great time. He was scared to go into the Chinook, but once he went in, he wouldn't come out and loved the cockpit display they have upstairs where you can get in with all the controls and stuff. He also loved looking at the Predator display..I think that's what it's called. It looks like a toy but has radar on it and they throw it up instead of going into enemy territory blinded, they "spy" with it. Mike says they use them in Iraq. I've seen videos of his unit using it and it was pretty cool.
We went to a football game that night and per usual the team lost. They were playing Eufala, who is a hard team anyways but that's besides the point. They won I think a total of 5 games the whole 4 years I went to that school and they were all homecoming games and we all know the other schools were begged and paid to have mercy on us so we could win.
One thing they did, that I don't recall ever happening when I went to school, was after the game the team came up to the band, the band played the alma matter and they sang it...I thought it was wonderful school spirit even though they lost!
The next day we all met at Stegall Park right by the high school and had a family day. Brandon was at nap time so he wasn't exactly happy but he did have a good time. I think this was the first time he swung on the swings by himself. not a baby swing, a big swing...I was sooo proud.
I threw in a slide pic too! He's just adorable!
Saturday night, we went to dinner at Applebee's in Ozark. I had a blast drinking and laughing with everyone at the table. More people showed up there about 25-30 or so but again, people I could have cared less to see. Some people didn't change at all while others I didn't recognize! Someone had brought their yearbook and said that I was the one that changed the most. I took it as a compliment. I was such a geek in high school. All in all, I had a good time! I would do it again in 10 more years.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Long time no post
I have been busy...not really I just haven't felt like doing crap. I am feeling really confused about a lot of stuff.
I just had my 5th wedding anniversary and as happy as I should be, I really feel very opposite. I don't know what's going on with me but I need someone to talk to. I am just not happy right now. We had a great day together on our anniversary, went to dinner without the kid I had some really good drinks at Olive Garden, went to this place to play games and then went home, got the baby and watched a really awesome movie.
There are just so many things that Mike does that piss me off. He complains about having to get up with Brandon, forgets to let the dogs out..all day long, gets mad at me for stupid things. He barely calls me anymore and isn't very nice to me when he does. I just don't know what's going on. I want to be alone more than I want to be with him. I love being around Brandon, but I sometimes want to be without him too. It's making me really sad. I feel better when I talk about it but wish I had a friend to hang out with. I just want a friend that I can hang out with and talk to. I have no one. I am always with Mike or Brandon or both.
On another note completely off track......Brandon needed new shoes....I just got him a pair of skechers not too long ago..before Mike got back from Iraq I think it was April or so and got a size 6 1/2. Well Saturday, we went to the mall mostly to go to Bath and Body Works but we looked for new shoes for Brandon. Measured his foot and I wanted to cry. He is a size 8! Yes that's an 8!! I couldn't believe it! How did he skip a whole size and a half. Worse than that, here I am shoving his fat ol'e foot in a 6 1/2!! No wonder he was always taking his shoes off!!! Poor baby!!! How do you know when it's time for a new size? Other than measuring his foot, I would have never known. But he also doesn't fall nearly as much as before.
Oh well, I know there is greener grass somewhere......
I just had my 5th wedding anniversary and as happy as I should be, I really feel very opposite. I don't know what's going on with me but I need someone to talk to. I am just not happy right now. We had a great day together on our anniversary, went to dinner without the kid I had some really good drinks at Olive Garden, went to this place to play games and then went home, got the baby and watched a really awesome movie.
There are just so many things that Mike does that piss me off. He complains about having to get up with Brandon, forgets to let the dogs out..all day long, gets mad at me for stupid things. He barely calls me anymore and isn't very nice to me when he does. I just don't know what's going on. I want to be alone more than I want to be with him. I love being around Brandon, but I sometimes want to be without him too. It's making me really sad. I feel better when I talk about it but wish I had a friend to hang out with. I just want a friend that I can hang out with and talk to. I have no one. I am always with Mike or Brandon or both.
On another note completely off track......Brandon needed new shoes....I just got him a pair of skechers not too long ago..before Mike got back from Iraq I think it was April or so and got a size 6 1/2. Well Saturday, we went to the mall mostly to go to Bath and Body Works but we looked for new shoes for Brandon. Measured his foot and I wanted to cry. He is a size 8! Yes that's an 8!! I couldn't believe it! How did he skip a whole size and a half. Worse than that, here I am shoving his fat ol'e foot in a 6 1/2!! No wonder he was always taking his shoes off!!! Poor baby!!! How do you know when it's time for a new size? Other than measuring his foot, I would have never known. But he also doesn't fall nearly as much as before.
Oh well, I know there is greener grass somewhere......
Friday, August 15, 2008
stress
I have a lot of stress in my life and I thought i was doing very good in keeping it under control but I think I am losing that control now. The deployments seem easy and now that they are done I shouldn't have stress anymore right??
WRONG!!
I feel more stressed out now. In the past year I have lost 3 people in my life 2 of which i was very close to and just so happened to be in this great ole month of August. It's been nearly a year since I lost my step-mother-in-law but there's not a day that goes by that I don't think about her and wish she was here for her advice. I miss her so much. It's hard to replace a friend like that. Then just 2 weeks ago this Sunday, my friend Gary passed away. I worked with him and although he was older than me we were really good friends. I am really taking his death hard because it was a suicide. I have never had anyone I was really close to commit suicide so this is super hard for me to deal with.
So guess what? My favorite month is not August that's for damn sure!!! I hate this month. I can't wait till it's over maybe I'll feel better..
On to how I feel...
like I am dying..yes I feel like my back hurts all the time, I'm tired but I can't sleep, my chest hurts, my heart feels like it's gonna pound out of my chest a lot of the time, I am rarely hungry, and feel very sick sometimes. Sometimes I feel like I can't breathe and I have a headache constantly. I want to feel better so I told my Dr about everything and she put me on 2 different anxiety medicines...I don't want to take medicines unless I have to so I am trying to tuff it out. It's hard cause I can't stop thinking about all the things that stress me out..It's a vicious cycle and I try so hard to stop thinking about everything but I just can't. I think I am really close to just breaking down and never speaking again....
Oh and things with Mike are soo much better. So that makes it a little easier to deal with cause I actually have him caring..calling when he's at work to check on me at all hours of the night and even texting me while I am at work to see if I am ok. He goes to work 4 nights a week now and leaves before I get off work most times cause he has to be there by 8 so he leaves at 7. He calls me at work to tell me he's on his way to work and I just love it. I feel like he cares but right now I am not really being the best wife. I am feeling soo tired lately...I just hope that he puts up with my crap..and knows this is not me I am trying to come out of this funk..I hate being in any kind of pain..
WRONG!!
I feel more stressed out now. In the past year I have lost 3 people in my life 2 of which i was very close to and just so happened to be in this great ole month of August. It's been nearly a year since I lost my step-mother-in-law but there's not a day that goes by that I don't think about her and wish she was here for her advice. I miss her so much. It's hard to replace a friend like that. Then just 2 weeks ago this Sunday, my friend Gary passed away. I worked with him and although he was older than me we were really good friends. I am really taking his death hard because it was a suicide. I have never had anyone I was really close to commit suicide so this is super hard for me to deal with.
So guess what? My favorite month is not August that's for damn sure!!! I hate this month. I can't wait till it's over maybe I'll feel better..
On to how I feel...
like I am dying..yes I feel like my back hurts all the time, I'm tired but I can't sleep, my chest hurts, my heart feels like it's gonna pound out of my chest a lot of the time, I am rarely hungry, and feel very sick sometimes. Sometimes I feel like I can't breathe and I have a headache constantly. I want to feel better so I told my Dr about everything and she put me on 2 different anxiety medicines...I don't want to take medicines unless I have to so I am trying to tuff it out. It's hard cause I can't stop thinking about all the things that stress me out..It's a vicious cycle and I try so hard to stop thinking about everything but I just can't. I think I am really close to just breaking down and never speaking again....
Oh and things with Mike are soo much better. So that makes it a little easier to deal with cause I actually have him caring..calling when he's at work to check on me at all hours of the night and even texting me while I am at work to see if I am ok. He goes to work 4 nights a week now and leaves before I get off work most times cause he has to be there by 8 so he leaves at 7. He calls me at work to tell me he's on his way to work and I just love it. I feel like he cares but right now I am not really being the best wife. I am feeling soo tired lately...I just hope that he puts up with my crap..and knows this is not me I am trying to come out of this funk..I hate being in any kind of pain..
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
How I feel lately
Well, I have been pretty sad. I feel like I looked so forward to Mike coming home from Iraq and it's been nothing but a let down. I found out something that I don't really want to talk about that is making my life harder than I wanted. I just wanted to get back to normal. I thought that having Mike home would be great. I finally have help with Brandon. I have some help but for the most part I have to ask him to help me. I seriously think I could do this by myself just the same. I love spending time all 3 of us but I feel like I am begging him to do things with us and then he's grumpy to do what I ask.
So yesterday after working 8-4 and then getting Brandon from school, I come home and ask Mike what he wants for dinner. He is unsure so we have this little "I don't know what do you want? I don't know what do you want?" type of thing going on. So I finally go in the kitchen and find this homestyle bakes things that all you have to do is throw it in the pan and add water or whatever...well I said here can you make dinner? He was off all day and I worked so I just wanted to chill for a few minutes and he bitched about it. I don't get it. Just be helpful, throw the shit in the pan, turn the burner on and stir it a few times.
When he works, I actually like it because he sleeps during the day. On my days off I have to just occupy Brandon, which is easy, and when I work, I take Brandon to school so Mike can sleep. I worked so hard to save all the money I could to help us get ahead while he was gone and he comes home and spends it like crazy. Hello!! Gas isn't cheap anymore!!!! And with him working over in Kentucky that's not a short drive so he has to fill up the car a few times and it's getting ridiculous but doesn't understand why I get pissed when he orders a pizza 2 times in less than 5 days and drives downtown to a place that isn't open instead of first calling to make sure it's open!!! It's the $20 here and $20 there that's going to catch up. It only takes 5 $20 here or there to make $100 and we have a $850 house payment each month. I tried discussing this with him and he's just like yea uh huh...I am so sick of talking about this. How old is he? I tried to tell him as nice as I could that he needs to think about somoene other than himself.
I can't help but question if he wants to be married. I try to let him know that if he's not happy he can leave. I am sick of bending over backwards to make sure he is ok but getting crap in return. That is probably the biggest reason I am not happy. I just feel so walked on.
So yesterday after working 8-4 and then getting Brandon from school, I come home and ask Mike what he wants for dinner. He is unsure so we have this little "I don't know what do you want? I don't know what do you want?" type of thing going on. So I finally go in the kitchen and find this homestyle bakes things that all you have to do is throw it in the pan and add water or whatever...well I said here can you make dinner? He was off all day and I worked so I just wanted to chill for a few minutes and he bitched about it. I don't get it. Just be helpful, throw the shit in the pan, turn the burner on and stir it a few times.
When he works, I actually like it because he sleeps during the day. On my days off I have to just occupy Brandon, which is easy, and when I work, I take Brandon to school so Mike can sleep. I worked so hard to save all the money I could to help us get ahead while he was gone and he comes home and spends it like crazy. Hello!! Gas isn't cheap anymore!!!! And with him working over in Kentucky that's not a short drive so he has to fill up the car a few times and it's getting ridiculous but doesn't understand why I get pissed when he orders a pizza 2 times in less than 5 days and drives downtown to a place that isn't open instead of first calling to make sure it's open!!! It's the $20 here and $20 there that's going to catch up. It only takes 5 $20 here or there to make $100 and we have a $850 house payment each month. I tried discussing this with him and he's just like yea uh huh...I am so sick of talking about this. How old is he? I tried to tell him as nice as I could that he needs to think about somoene other than himself.
I can't help but question if he wants to be married. I try to let him know that if he's not happy he can leave. I am sick of bending over backwards to make sure he is ok but getting crap in return. That is probably the biggest reason I am not happy. I just feel so walked on.
Monday, May 26, 2008
Daddy's home!
On May 22, 2008 at about 2:20pm, that's what I was telling Brandon. We had gone to Mike's reserve unit around 10:30am and we were there until daddy came home. Brandon and I walked around and blew bubbles and they had all kinds of stuff set up for the kids to play on so he played in the little air jumpy slide thing. He was scared to play at first but then started to feel better about it and was jumping and running around in it. Of course we had one of the coolest welcome home daddy posters (finger painted of course) so the news spotted us and interviewed us. http://www.wcpo.com/news/local/story.aspx?content_id=6a31aac7-f09f-46cf-ad43-9b88f89c6c57 you can click on the video on the side and watch the little clip. For some reason I am always getting interviewed.
This is the sign I made. I guess I didn't get a pic of Brandon's sign....
Well we also went on a little road trip this weekend. We drove to Fort Campbell. The ride down SUCKED!! Brandon cried nearly the whole way and we got bad news about half way down that Mike's grandpa had an aneurysm and had to have surgery. We decided since there was nothing we could do about it, we were just going to stay and do what we had planned to do. So we got Mike a new dress uniform and I visited with my friend Robin from high school. I hadn't seen her in at least 10 years. Her husband is deployed and she is doing it alone with 4 kids! I have the utmost respect for her cause I could barely handle one!!
Of course no trip to Ft Campbell, Ky could be complete without visiting the site of one of the happiest times of my life. We went down to the river walk in Clarksville, Tn where Mike and I got married nearly 5 years ago.
It's amazing how much a place changes over the years. Even the headquarters building on Fort Campbell was moved to a completely new location and looks cooler than ever!
Well it's been a few days since daddy returned and things are going pretty good. I noticed yesterday that Brandon acts up when both of us are around but when it's just one of us he's fine. I don't understand it at all.
This is the sign I made. I guess I didn't get a pic of Brandon's sign....
Well we also went on a little road trip this weekend. We drove to Fort Campbell. The ride down SUCKED!! Brandon cried nearly the whole way and we got bad news about half way down that Mike's grandpa had an aneurysm and had to have surgery. We decided since there was nothing we could do about it, we were just going to stay and do what we had planned to do. So we got Mike a new dress uniform and I visited with my friend Robin from high school. I hadn't seen her in at least 10 years. Her husband is deployed and she is doing it alone with 4 kids! I have the utmost respect for her cause I could barely handle one!!
Of course no trip to Ft Campbell, Ky could be complete without visiting the site of one of the happiest times of my life. We went down to the river walk in Clarksville, Tn where Mike and I got married nearly 5 years ago.
It's amazing how much a place changes over the years. Even the headquarters building on Fort Campbell was moved to a completely new location and looks cooler than ever!
Well it's been a few days since daddy returned and things are going pretty good. I noticed yesterday that Brandon acts up when both of us are around but when it's just one of us he's fine. I don't understand it at all.
Monday, May 5, 2008
hair cut adventures
I have been waiting for a while to get my bub's hair cut. We were waiting on daddy to get home from Iraq. Well that time came last week. Mike was suppose to go to a school in New Jersey, but he got there early, and since there was 5 of them there early the people at the base said "we don't want you here" they rented a car and came home. It was a little surprise that lasted only about 3 days but it was nice. Anyways..
Last Monday April 28, I took Brandon to the Dr for his 15 month check up. His ears still weren't clear from his ear infection a couple of weeks ago so no shots. He weighs 29lbs 4 1/2 oz and is 33 3/4 inches tall. He barely let the Dr listen to his lungs or look in his ears. He was hysterical, screaming and pushing the Dr away. I swear at one point I heard him say "don't". They had a picture on the wall with a bus on it and he pointed to it and looked at the Dr and said "bus bus" and the Dr looked at me mouth open and said he is extremely advanced in speaking for his age. I said oh he's defiantly a talker. We have to watch what we say or do around him now. He likes to repeat. Stuff I thought they started doing a little older.
So Tuesday I was off too and since daddy was home, we decided to take bub's to his paw paw to get his hair cut....yea...the visit to the Dr was nothing compared to the hair cut!! Holy crap!!!!! He tried to jump out of the chair!!
This is when we first started. Paw paw has his own barbershop.
this was just a little later...he still has both ears but you would have thought someone cut one off the way he was crying!!
Needless to say Brandon didn't want anyone to even LOOK at him after it was all over except ma-ma. Every time Paw paw even looked at him he turned his head the other way. He didn't want dat-tee either. It was funny!
Last Monday April 28, I took Brandon to the Dr for his 15 month check up. His ears still weren't clear from his ear infection a couple of weeks ago so no shots. He weighs 29lbs 4 1/2 oz and is 33 3/4 inches tall. He barely let the Dr listen to his lungs or look in his ears. He was hysterical, screaming and pushing the Dr away. I swear at one point I heard him say "don't". They had a picture on the wall with a bus on it and he pointed to it and looked at the Dr and said "bus bus" and the Dr looked at me mouth open and said he is extremely advanced in speaking for his age. I said oh he's defiantly a talker. We have to watch what we say or do around him now. He likes to repeat. Stuff I thought they started doing a little older.
So Tuesday I was off too and since daddy was home, we decided to take bub's to his paw paw to get his hair cut....yea...the visit to the Dr was nothing compared to the hair cut!! Holy crap!!!!! He tried to jump out of the chair!!
This is when we first started. Paw paw has his own barbershop.
this was just a little later...he still has both ears but you would have thought someone cut one off the way he was crying!!
Needless to say Brandon didn't want anyone to even LOOK at him after it was all over except ma-ma. Every time Paw paw even looked at him he turned his head the other way. He didn't want dat-tee either. It was funny!
Friday, April 18, 2008
I felt the earth, move.......
Yes thismorning around about 5:40am, I awoke to what felt like someone in my house shaking my bed although, I heard stuff on my dresser moving too. I was shaking for about 5 seconds then I stopped for about 2 seconds and started shaking for about 5 more seconds then stopped completely. I immediatly turned on the tv and grabbed Mike's gun out of the closet. My first thought was that someone broke into my house and since I live in a bi-level house, when you walk fast or run, it shakes the floor a little. so I searched the whole house and found everything quiet and in place. Then I put the gun away and went and checked on Brandon. He was sound asleep in the same position he was in when I checked on him before I went to bed.
At about 6:00am they announced on the news..."this is breaking now and it sounds strange but we have reports that we just went through an earthquake" I freaked out and started crying (mostly relieved that I wasn't nuts or going through convultions) and called my mom immediatly (as quickly as my little trembling hands could go)
I guess I scared mom cause she said "what's wrong?" right away. I said "mom we just went through an earthquake!" she said" your kiddin!" i said "No I swear it felt just like it did when I was a kid"
When I was about 10 or 11 we lived in Germany, and we went through an earthquake there too. I think that one was stronger and lasted longer than this one but I felt the exact same way through both. I was in bed for both and thought the same exact thoughts someone got in the house and started shaking my bed while I was sleeping!
They said that the center of the earthquake was along the indiana/illinois/kentucky border. I have heard people as far south as Nashville felt it. We are about 200 miles away from where they say the center was.
Brandon slept through the whole thing. When I tried to explain what happened I said "Brandon you slept right through an earthquake!" and I started shaking to show him what an earthquake does and he just laughed. He is easily amused!
At about 6:00am they announced on the news..."this is breaking now and it sounds strange but we have reports that we just went through an earthquake" I freaked out and started crying (mostly relieved that I wasn't nuts or going through convultions) and called my mom immediatly (as quickly as my little trembling hands could go)
I guess I scared mom cause she said "what's wrong?" right away. I said "mom we just went through an earthquake!" she said" your kiddin!" i said "No I swear it felt just like it did when I was a kid"
When I was about 10 or 11 we lived in Germany, and we went through an earthquake there too. I think that one was stronger and lasted longer than this one but I felt the exact same way through both. I was in bed for both and thought the same exact thoughts someone got in the house and started shaking my bed while I was sleeping!
They said that the center of the earthquake was along the indiana/illinois/kentucky border. I have heard people as far south as Nashville felt it. We are about 200 miles away from where they say the center was.
Brandon slept through the whole thing. When I tried to explain what happened I said "Brandon you slept right through an earthquake!" and I started shaking to show him what an earthquake does and he just laughed. He is easily amused!
My husband part 2
So I talked to him after he wouldn't talk to me for like a day or so, and explained to him how selfish I thought all the things he wanted were. He told me "I didn't even think of those things that way" I then explained to him that I could get no joy out of a motor cycle or an ipod and hope that he wants to save his money for things for us to do together.
I bought my truck 2 weeks before we got married knowing that if we got a truck that it would have a backseat and be equipped for a carseat for any children that we have. I think about the future a lot. I also refuse to buy a car without 4 doors for the same reason. Our house, it's bigger than we need right now. What if we wanted to expand our family by a child or 2 more than we have? I wanted to have the room instead of saying "honey I'm pregnant, I guess we need to get a bigger house!"
I explained that I would like to do things as a family with him when he gets home and not worry about whether or not we had the money to do them. I will be paying off my truck here in a little while and I just want to put money away in case Mike doesn't get the best paying job when he gets done with Iraq and the army. And what if we have an unexpected setback...I just don't want to be asking anyone for the money!
I think he understands where I am coming from. I think we can actually go forward now. I am hoping and praying that now we can communicate about things easier and without getting angry at each other.
I bought my truck 2 weeks before we got married knowing that if we got a truck that it would have a backseat and be equipped for a carseat for any children that we have. I think about the future a lot. I also refuse to buy a car without 4 doors for the same reason. Our house, it's bigger than we need right now. What if we wanted to expand our family by a child or 2 more than we have? I wanted to have the room instead of saying "honey I'm pregnant, I guess we need to get a bigger house!"
I explained that I would like to do things as a family with him when he gets home and not worry about whether or not we had the money to do them. I will be paying off my truck here in a little while and I just want to put money away in case Mike doesn't get the best paying job when he gets done with Iraq and the army. And what if we have an unexpected setback...I just don't want to be asking anyone for the money!
I think he understands where I am coming from. I think we can actually go forward now. I am hoping and praying that now we can communicate about things easier and without getting angry at each other.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
My husband
My husband can be a very selfish person. I know that being in Iraq can make you forget that there is still a life going on back home especially when you left, you lived somewhere different than when you come home. We bought our house while Mike was in Iraq. Brandon was only 5 months old when Mike left for training last may. Things are much different for us here. Brandon is getting bigger and requires quite a bit more attention. He likes to do things that aren't so safe (typical).
So what does Mike call me about 4 in the morning Monday? "can I get an ipod?"
umm....ok first of all he's coming back to the us on april 30th so what the hell.
"I lost all the music off my laptop and wanted something to get it back on"
He had to send me his laptop to fix because it crashed or something. it was still under warranty so we got it fixed but in the meantime it has to start over fresh.
So as you can guess my answer was no. Well he was pissed and mean to me the rest of the conversation so I said "listen it's 4am and I will have to be up in a few hours with Brandon so if you are mad at me then I'll talk to you later."
Frankly I don't remember much more of the conversation because I was so tired. I was in one of those sleeps that you don't usually get. One of those really hard sleeps. I thought the phone was ringing in my dreams.
What I can't understand is when I try to explain to him my reasoning behind why I say no to the pointless, selfish things he wants, he gets pissed at me and thinks I am a bitch. The first pointless, selfish thing he wanted was a motorcycle....Can you picture that....I can't and won't. His reasoning for this was "It'll save money on gas" I just think they are dangerous and so did he until I guess he talked to somone that has one and decided that he wanted one.
He never wants anything that WE can use as a FAMILY. I rarely buy myself anything. Most of everything I buy I use for Brandon or work or something around the house. It upsets me that he wants things as if he's single.
Then I get to thinking..is there something wrong with me? I know I am not skinny anymore but I am by no means ready for gastric bypass either. I have changed since he's been gone but what do you expect? I have had to take over all the responsibilities...taking care of Brandon, cooking, cleaning, taking care of the cars, the dogs, the house....all of it..it's very hard and I am doing everything on my own. Don't get me wrong I love doing it all. I guess it gives me a sense of pride that I can do it.
We went to an FRG (family readiness group) meeting Sunday afternoon.
They talked about all the changes that the soldiers will have to go through when they get home but what about what me and Brandon have to go through?
I miss Michael terribly and want him home but for some reason a tiny piece of me thinks I am doing this good without him that he doesn't have to come home if he doesn't want to. I hope that I am not getting use to him being gone all the time. I love him so much and all I want is for us to be together again and to be a family. I don't want him to be so childish though. I want him to be a man. To be a good husband and a daddy. I want him to think of us first and make decisions to get things to make our house and our lives together better first before he thinks of just himself.
So what does Mike call me about 4 in the morning Monday? "can I get an ipod?"
umm....ok first of all he's coming back to the us on april 30th so what the hell.
"I lost all the music off my laptop and wanted something to get it back on"
He had to send me his laptop to fix because it crashed or something. it was still under warranty so we got it fixed but in the meantime it has to start over fresh.
So as you can guess my answer was no. Well he was pissed and mean to me the rest of the conversation so I said "listen it's 4am and I will have to be up in a few hours with Brandon so if you are mad at me then I'll talk to you later."
Frankly I don't remember much more of the conversation because I was so tired. I was in one of those sleeps that you don't usually get. One of those really hard sleeps. I thought the phone was ringing in my dreams.
What I can't understand is when I try to explain to him my reasoning behind why I say no to the pointless, selfish things he wants, he gets pissed at me and thinks I am a bitch. The first pointless, selfish thing he wanted was a motorcycle....Can you picture that....I can't and won't. His reasoning for this was "It'll save money on gas" I just think they are dangerous and so did he until I guess he talked to somone that has one and decided that he wanted one.
He never wants anything that WE can use as a FAMILY. I rarely buy myself anything. Most of everything I buy I use for Brandon or work or something around the house. It upsets me that he wants things as if he's single.
Then I get to thinking..is there something wrong with me? I know I am not skinny anymore but I am by no means ready for gastric bypass either. I have changed since he's been gone but what do you expect? I have had to take over all the responsibilities...taking care of Brandon, cooking, cleaning, taking care of the cars, the dogs, the house....all of it..it's very hard and I am doing everything on my own. Don't get me wrong I love doing it all. I guess it gives me a sense of pride that I can do it.
We went to an FRG (family readiness group) meeting Sunday afternoon.
They talked about all the changes that the soldiers will have to go through when they get home but what about what me and Brandon have to go through?
I miss Michael terribly and want him home but for some reason a tiny piece of me thinks I am doing this good without him that he doesn't have to come home if he doesn't want to. I hope that I am not getting use to him being gone all the time. I love him so much and all I want is for us to be together again and to be a family. I don't want him to be so childish though. I want him to be a man. To be a good husband and a daddy. I want him to think of us first and make decisions to get things to make our house and our lives together better first before he thinks of just himself.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Recent events in Cincinnati
Ok recently here in Colerain township where I live, there were 2 firefighters killed in the line of duty. There was an article posted on the wcpo website
http://www.wcpo.com (i can't figure out how to link it so you can just click on it)
(local news station) about how the firefighters died. This paragraph in particular stirred a couple of emotions inside me...
" During Wednesday's emotional funeral service, Glendale Fire Chief Mike Finney suggested that citizens stop by their local firehouse and tell the firefighters on duty how much their service is appreciated."
Now my initial reaction was ok now I feel bad for the firefighters that lost their lives, however there are tons of people doing lots of different jobs that make them heroes. That doesn't mean I am going go to their individual workplaces to thank them for doing their jobs.
My next reaction was that the whole thing is really being blown out of proportion. I mean like I said I feel bad for the firefighters that lost their lives, however I nor anyone else, forced them to do the job they are doing. They know doing the job they do that there is a TON of risk involved. That's the horrible reality of being a firefighter or a police office or being a soldier. As much as it sounds very mean in print or coming out of someones mouth, it's the ugly truth.
Now I am very proud of every single person that makes a difference by doing the life saving but risky jobs they do, and I am extremely touched by the story of the firefighters. I am very appreciative of anyone that has improved my life or that may save my life or my family's life in the future should that be necessary. But the truth of the matter is, we should be thanking not just the firefighters but the doctors, the police, the soldiers, EMS and rescue squads, and nurses just to start!
My husband is a solider, a hero, a father, a son, a brother, an uncle and a friend. He has been deployed 4 times. He is currently deployed to Iraq for the 3rd time since 2002. I don't expect everyone to leave their house when he returns from Iraq to thank him for his service. When he is in public with his uniform on people will come up to him and thank him for his service. That makes him and me feel very proud..in fact I get teary. IF and WHEN I see anyone that is a hero to me, I do and will always thank them for their service. I know that it's a hard job not only on the individual but on the family as well.
So right now I would like to take this space to thank EVERY SINGLE person that makes a difference in this world. If you save some one's life, house, dog, or make some one's day, if you make someone laugh or just smile, then thank you cause you are a hero in my eyes!
If you get offended by what I say then I am sorry. This is only my opinion. Feel free to share how you feel.
http://www.wcpo.com (i can't figure out how to link it so you can just click on it)
(local news station) about how the firefighters died. This paragraph in particular stirred a couple of emotions inside me...
" During Wednesday's emotional funeral service, Glendale Fire Chief Mike Finney suggested that citizens stop by their local firehouse and tell the firefighters on duty how much their service is appreciated."
Now my initial reaction was ok now I feel bad for the firefighters that lost their lives, however there are tons of people doing lots of different jobs that make them heroes. That doesn't mean I am going go to their individual workplaces to thank them for doing their jobs.
My next reaction was that the whole thing is really being blown out of proportion. I mean like I said I feel bad for the firefighters that lost their lives, however I nor anyone else, forced them to do the job they are doing. They know doing the job they do that there is a TON of risk involved. That's the horrible reality of being a firefighter or a police office or being a soldier. As much as it sounds very mean in print or coming out of someones mouth, it's the ugly truth.
Now I am very proud of every single person that makes a difference by doing the life saving but risky jobs they do, and I am extremely touched by the story of the firefighters. I am very appreciative of anyone that has improved my life or that may save my life or my family's life in the future should that be necessary. But the truth of the matter is, we should be thanking not just the firefighters but the doctors, the police, the soldiers, EMS and rescue squads, and nurses just to start!
My husband is a solider, a hero, a father, a son, a brother, an uncle and a friend. He has been deployed 4 times. He is currently deployed to Iraq for the 3rd time since 2002. I don't expect everyone to leave their house when he returns from Iraq to thank him for his service. When he is in public with his uniform on people will come up to him and thank him for his service. That makes him and me feel very proud..in fact I get teary. IF and WHEN I see anyone that is a hero to me, I do and will always thank them for their service. I know that it's a hard job not only on the individual but on the family as well.
So right now I would like to take this space to thank EVERY SINGLE person that makes a difference in this world. If you save some one's life, house, dog, or make some one's day, if you make someone laugh or just smile, then thank you cause you are a hero in my eyes!
If you get offended by what I say then I am sorry. This is only my opinion. Feel free to share how you feel.
Friday, April 11, 2008
How is that Comfortable!?
Ok so after Brandon fell asleep last night I went into his room and snapped a few pics. Well this is how I found him.
He can not sleep without his "bye" which is his blanket..when I put it into his bed with him he curls up with it. I think part of it has to touch his face. Last night although the blanket is not touching his face in the pics, he still fell asleep and I just don't know how he slept like that and was comfortable.
He can not sleep without his "bye" which is his blanket..when I put it into his bed with him he curls up with it. I think part of it has to touch his face. Last night although the blanket is not touching his face in the pics, he still fell asleep and I just don't know how he slept like that and was comfortable.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Where a kid can be a kid!
Well we woke up about 730ish and started the day out about the same as any other day. Brandon wanted to eat his numa numa numa (banana) and his cereal bar and we watched some of The Upsidedown show.
This is where it starts to get a little out of the norm...
I let the dogs outside. When I went to let them back in, they were no where to be found. So I ran out the front door. Keep in mind that the dogs were outside for about 3 minutes 5 minutes tops. I looked over to the right side of my yard and my gate is wide open both dogs had gotten out! I found Blue really fast. He came right up to me. I had to get out the amunition for Angel (the treats) to get him to come to me. I found him playing with a dog behind our house. He pissed me off because he wouldn't come to me even though I told him I had a treat!
So right after that I smelt funky so I told Brandon that I was gonna take a shower. Well he loves the water coming out of the faucet and wanted to get in the tub so I said ok you take a shower with mommy. He whined the whole time until I turned the shower off and the water was coming out of the faucet again. He started playing with the water so I let the tub fill up and let him play for a little while and I got dressed.
After we were ready we were just about to head out the door but I wasn't sure where I wanted to go, when I decided to check the computer to see if daddy was online. He was so we talked for a little while and he talked me into taking Brandon to Chuck E. Cheese's.
It was a little after 11 so we went to Target first and I got him a bunch of stuff. 3 shirts, 5 little dinosaurs that roared (they were a buck each) and a little people school bus. He loves school buses. Every morning we watch the school buses go by our house. After that, we decided to go to Chuck E. Cheese's. We had a good time. We ordered a medium cheese pizza and $5 worth of tokens. He rode a few of the rides and went down the slide. Then I put him in the photo car.
After we ate I took Brandon over where they have the birthday parties and there was a party going on and the puppets were playing music. Brandon went up to the front of the stage and started dancing like crazy. It was so cute. After that we went over to the sketch booth and got 2 sketches made. The first he was very pissy in and the second he had calmed down a bit. He was tired!
So we had a great day. After we left Chuck E.'s we went back home and both of us took a nap. He slept from about 2 to 4:30ish and I slept from 3 to 430ish.
Monday, March 31, 2008
Just complaining!
I have so much stuff I need to do but have absoutly no time to do any of it. My house is messy, my taxes aren't done yet, Mike's computer is still not fixed, I want to plant stuff in the front of my house and fix up my front yard and I am so exhausted. I've been sick for the past week with a sore throat and sinus infection and Brandon is still sick from some kind of cold. The weather sucks. If it's not snowing it's raining or it's too cold to do anything. Heck tomorrow is the first day of April and I still wear my winter coat when I leave the house! I miss my husband too! Some good things though...I truely have the best family in the world, the laundry is mostly all done and put away, Brandon goes to bed with no trouble, and I am off work for the next 2 days!!!
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
May I help you?
I worked today at a store that I go to help out when they need help. I only thought I would be helping, not doing everything! I answered phones, scheduled appointments, helped people pick out glasses, called insurance companies, cleaned and adjusted glasses and did repairs all by myself with little to no help from the other girl that was there. So what if she's the dr's tech? I was calling some of the many orders that were piling up to be called, and a customer came in and instead of her going to help the lady she called me out of the back where I was calling customers, to help the lady!! That was really where I got pissed! I mean come on..even if you thought that I was helping the lady the nice thing to do would be to say "is someone helping you?" I can't stand lazy people. I answered the phone at least 10 times in the middle of me helping my customers with ordering there glasses which is rude if you ask me. I don't mind going to other stores to help out but, I don't want to do it all. On top of that, I am not feeling very good and losing my voice!
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
A little about me
Hi! My name is Crystal. I am 27 years old. I was born at West Point, NY on May 10, 1980. I have two of the best parents in the world. I have 2 sisters, Tarylyn, 25, and Khaylee 9. I also have one brother Zackary 11. Tarylyn has 3 kids Saria 7, Samuel 4 and Benjamin 2. My parents are divorced and live in Alabama. Mom lives in Enterprise and dad lives in Ariton. Both are remarried and are very happy which makes me happy.
I am married and I have one child so far. His name is Brandon and he is one of two joys in my life. I thought that when i got married nearly 5 years ago that my husband was the person that completed my life and made me the absoute happiest, but after I had Brandon, my heart reopened and grew again.
I got married on Sept 20, 2003 in Clarksville, TN. Both sides of the family were there. It was soooo cool to have my family come from Alabama and his come from Ohio. We got married by the river. It was such a beautiful day.
My husband's name is Michael. We met through yahoo personals but started talking to each other on the phone before we met in person. I pretty much knew I wanted to be with him for a very long time by around at least the 3rd date. Our dates pretty much consisted of laundry at my house and watching a movie but that was fine by me. I enjoyed spending time with him. Michael was in the army at the time and had just gotten back from Afghanistan. He has been deployed pretty much most of our marriage. He went to Iraq the first time in Febuary of 2003- August 2003. We were married in September. In October we moved to Texas and in January of 2004 on his birthday, he was on his way back over to Iraq again. This time he was there for 13 months. (January 2004-February 2005) When he got home that time, he got out of the active duty part of the army and was in the reserves. He is now in Iraq with the reserve unit and has been there since August 2007, but before he went, he was in training for 2 months in Wisconsin. He should be home in June of this year.
This is sorta all over the place but I think it makes it more intersting.
Brandon was born January 21, 2007 at Good Samaritan Hospital in Cincinnati, OH. He is amazing. Every day he changes or does something new and never ceases to amaze me. He is 14 months old now and he's been walking since he was 9 1/2 months old and I think one of the first words he's ever said was duck. His daddy was home on leave when he started walking so at least he got to see that!
In September of 2007, we bought our very first house. It's so cool to have a place to call home. We live in Cincinnati and I love it here. I live right across the street from my father in law. He helps me so much with Brandon. His wife just passed away 2 weeks before we bought our house so I think I help him too by being so close by to have someone to talk to. I miss her so much though. She was sorta like my best friend. Someone that I could tell just about anything to. Of course my mom is my bestfriend too and so is Michael....ok I have a lot of best friends!
So that puts me at what do I do to make money? Well after graduating High school in Ozark, Alabama, I joined the army. I was in the army for 3 years and then I got out (early). While I was in the army I was trained to be an optician. So that's what I do. I work at Wal-Mart in the vision center and I fit and sell glasses. It doesn't sound so hard but you really have to know a lot to help people with issues they have sometimes.
So that's it. That's a little about me. Of course there are more people in my life but I will mention them in later posts.
I am married and I have one child so far. His name is Brandon and he is one of two joys in my life. I thought that when i got married nearly 5 years ago that my husband was the person that completed my life and made me the absoute happiest, but after I had Brandon, my heart reopened and grew again.
I got married on Sept 20, 2003 in Clarksville, TN. Both sides of the family were there. It was soooo cool to have my family come from Alabama and his come from Ohio. We got married by the river. It was such a beautiful day.
My husband's name is Michael. We met through yahoo personals but started talking to each other on the phone before we met in person. I pretty much knew I wanted to be with him for a very long time by around at least the 3rd date. Our dates pretty much consisted of laundry at my house and watching a movie but that was fine by me. I enjoyed spending time with him. Michael was in the army at the time and had just gotten back from Afghanistan. He has been deployed pretty much most of our marriage. He went to Iraq the first time in Febuary of 2003- August 2003. We were married in September. In October we moved to Texas and in January of 2004 on his birthday, he was on his way back over to Iraq again. This time he was there for 13 months. (January 2004-February 2005) When he got home that time, he got out of the active duty part of the army and was in the reserves. He is now in Iraq with the reserve unit and has been there since August 2007, but before he went, he was in training for 2 months in Wisconsin. He should be home in June of this year.
This is sorta all over the place but I think it makes it more intersting.
Brandon was born January 21, 2007 at Good Samaritan Hospital in Cincinnati, OH. He is amazing. Every day he changes or does something new and never ceases to amaze me. He is 14 months old now and he's been walking since he was 9 1/2 months old and I think one of the first words he's ever said was duck. His daddy was home on leave when he started walking so at least he got to see that!
In September of 2007, we bought our very first house. It's so cool to have a place to call home. We live in Cincinnati and I love it here. I live right across the street from my father in law. He helps me so much with Brandon. His wife just passed away 2 weeks before we bought our house so I think I help him too by being so close by to have someone to talk to. I miss her so much though. She was sorta like my best friend. Someone that I could tell just about anything to. Of course my mom is my bestfriend too and so is Michael....ok I have a lot of best friends!
So that puts me at what do I do to make money? Well after graduating High school in Ozark, Alabama, I joined the army. I was in the army for 3 years and then I got out (early). While I was in the army I was trained to be an optician. So that's what I do. I work at Wal-Mart in the vision center and I fit and sell glasses. It doesn't sound so hard but you really have to know a lot to help people with issues they have sometimes.
So that's it. That's a little about me. Of course there are more people in my life but I will mention them in later posts.
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