For the next 21 days, I will be playing the role of lonely Army wife pining away for her scruffy, broad-shouldered soldier. First of all, let’s be clear. Twenty-one days ain’t shit. It’s like a long weekend for us. After 4 deployments, I laugh in the face of a 21-day TDY. I always have mixed […]Continue reading 21 Days
Sarge and I went out to eat last night at one of those Japanese steakhouse places. Andrew went to Gramma’s this weekend, so it was Jake, Sarge, and me. We shared a table with a younger couple and their 3 very young children. And I noticed something in retrospect that I find quite sad. See, […]Continue reading BFF Or Ball and Chain?
Considering I’m a pretty awesome person to begin with, and anything I’m NOT doing is because I don’t want to, and anything I AM doing is because I should, this is difficult. 1. I could say that I resolve to quit smoking, but I probably won’t. 2. I could say that I resolve to lose […]Continue reading Obligatory New Year’s Resolution Post
We decided to do something a bit different for Christmas this year. This has really been the most difficult Christmas I’ve ever had as far as gift-buying is concerned. The kids are at an age where they don’t care anything about toys anymore. They have all the game systems. If they want something, they do […]Continue reading Christmas 2.0
So, yeah. I need to go ahead and make a serious admission. I hate gift-giving holidays. I hate birthdays. I absolutely despise Valentine’s Day. Mother’s Day and Father’s Day are completely useless. And…..I hate Christmas……..*GASP* So what gives? Really, it’s one simple concept. The expectation of giving and receiving gifts. For some twisted reason, it […]Continue reading Hallelujah….. Where’s The Tylenol?
Jake- “Hey, mom. What would you do if your son walked into the living room dressed in women’s clothes?” Me- “Well, I guess it depends on the age. How old are we talking?” Jake- “Teenager.” Me- “Well, I certainly wouldn’t put it past you or your brother.” Jake- “Yeah, you’re right. We’d probably do that. […]Continue reading Shock and Awe….Or Winning Hearts and Minds?
Today, I am thankful for my friends Rob and Bobby, who can’t be with their beautiful wives and beautiful brand-new daughters because they are busy ensuring the rest of us have a safe place to sleep tonight. Today, I am thankful for the women who miss them terribly, my friends Annette and Monica, who are […]Continue reading I’m The Lucky One
So you woke up way too late in a piss-poor mood and you wanna know how to get happy? Chill. I got this. Just do what I say and you’ll be whistling the Andy Griffith Show theme song in no time. 1. Turn on those groovy new lamps with the iridescent-colored lamp shades and the […]Continue reading Get Happy, Damn it
What does a woman do when faced with a possible threat to her perfect, meticulously-crafted life? Evidently, she stops posting on her blog. She turns inward in the worst possible way while outwardly joking about the worst possible outcome. She cries a little, but her body doesn’t really make many tears. So, she frets. Her […]Continue reading A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To Tomorrow.
My mom’s dobermans are absolutely convinced my house is surrounded by bad guys and we must be protected at all costs. When teenage boys ask to go to the grocery store with you, please don’t labor under the false ideal that they just want to spend time with you. In reality, all they want is […]Continue reading Friday Brain Sludge
My best buddy Bobby called me up today and asked if he could come over to use my internet. He just got home from Afghanistan and hasn’t gotten his internet hooked back up yet. No problem. I love this guy. He’s a 12-year-old in a 33-year-old body. He adores my kids. He and Chris are […]Continue reading Crazy Sweet
Yep, I’ve got it. I have absolutely NO motivation to work. Chris has the day off tomorrow and he and a friend are out in the garage working on cars. The boys have spend-the-night company, so they’re playing games and watching movies. And I played hooky. I lied like a big fat liar and took […]Continue reading Two-Week Notice Syndrome