Ahhh I am heading to head, wishing this Tuesday a fond farwell! My day was very productive...even thought I never got my coffee:) It had the potential to go bad this evening...I was grouchy and allowing the cares of this world to choke me.
Thankfully, I went to the small Bible study we have at church for Children's Ministry and got refreshed and motivated.....good night my internet sisters and good night Tuesday!
Four sleeps and four wake ups until I fly!
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Tuesday.....
Ok my friends it is 5:30am and I am ready to go to bed and not get up until 4am tomorrow.....but I have too much to do between now and bedtime....
This morning I chose to roll out of bed, jump in the shower, get dressed, and plop a baseball hat on my head...and I only have half my make-up on....not sure if I will find the energy to put the rest on. My glasses are on my face and my contacts are in my pocket. I am thinking that I need more than 5 hours of sleep a night!
My husband can and is fully functional on 5 hours of sleep...as a matter of fact if he gets 5 hours of straight sleep underway he is excited. During one of their last underways before they left he was up for 42 hours straight....this girl would have passed out in control...I would have been snoring and drooling right on the plotter.....so much so that they could have ran a flooding drill.
Prayerfully, by the time our new school year is here we will be fully staffed. You see the state has ratio requirements, so we are bringing our staff on as the ration requires, because there is no sense in paying teachers who have no students. Yesterday we went to two Lead teachers and one Aide. With four more children we will have to hire another aide. Additionally....believe it or not our other three lead teachers all had major surgery within a week of each other, so we are using substitutes for now. Once everyone is healthy and our numbers require all teachers to be present...I will no longer have to work 13+ hours.
I will actually get to sleep in until 6:30am....yes, as sad as it sounds that is sleeping late for me...2 1/2 hours later than I am used to!
There are several problems with me working these crazy hours...two that are really bothering me today...one is that I am too exhausted to work out and eating healthy is a challenge when you have no time to cook or even go to the grocery store....I have hit a stand still in my weight loss challenge!
The other is the lack of time to handle my finances which seem to be handling me at the moment...hopefully this time of rest at home will allow me to get refocused and back on track with both of these issues.
I keep telling myself only so many days and I'll be able to get on a plane and sleep all the way to my mom's....and I can sleep for the next 10 days....but here it is Tuesday and I need a three day nap already!
Hoping you all have a Terrific Tuesday...I know I am going to get some coffee and some time with the Lord...praying for the best!
Just did spell check and it didn't recognize the word underway...yeah its foreign to most people!
This morning I chose to roll out of bed, jump in the shower, get dressed, and plop a baseball hat on my head...and I only have half my make-up on....not sure if I will find the energy to put the rest on. My glasses are on my face and my contacts are in my pocket. I am thinking that I need more than 5 hours of sleep a night!
My husband can and is fully functional on 5 hours of sleep...as a matter of fact if he gets 5 hours of straight sleep underway he is excited. During one of their last underways before they left he was up for 42 hours straight....this girl would have passed out in control...I would have been snoring and drooling right on the plotter.....so much so that they could have ran a flooding drill.
Prayerfully, by the time our new school year is here we will be fully staffed. You see the state has ratio requirements, so we are bringing our staff on as the ration requires, because there is no sense in paying teachers who have no students. Yesterday we went to two Lead teachers and one Aide. With four more children we will have to hire another aide. Additionally....believe it or not our other three lead teachers all had major surgery within a week of each other, so we are using substitutes for now. Once everyone is healthy and our numbers require all teachers to be present...I will no longer have to work 13+ hours.
I will actually get to sleep in until 6:30am....yes, as sad as it sounds that is sleeping late for me...2 1/2 hours later than I am used to!
There are several problems with me working these crazy hours...two that are really bothering me today...one is that I am too exhausted to work out and eating healthy is a challenge when you have no time to cook or even go to the grocery store....I have hit a stand still in my weight loss challenge!
The other is the lack of time to handle my finances which seem to be handling me at the moment...hopefully this time of rest at home will allow me to get refocused and back on track with both of these issues.
I keep telling myself only so many days and I'll be able to get on a plane and sleep all the way to my mom's....and I can sleep for the next 10 days....but here it is Tuesday and I need a three day nap already!
Hoping you all have a Terrific Tuesday...I know I am going to get some coffee and some time with the Lord...praying for the best!
Just did spell check and it didn't recognize the word underway...yeah its foreign to most people!
The Monday That Won't Die....
Ok...so we go to the cheerfabulous meeting...and God smiled on me:) The Cheer Queen actually had to apologize to everyone because of all the confusion and inconsistency. Apparently, the co-coach bailed on her with only 26 hours advance notice and she has been juggling everything by herself for the last two weeks. It is so wrong for me to think that maybe if some more of the cheer leaders in high school had bailed to join the real world, the rest of them might have had to deal with us commoners making for a much more enjoyable time?
Anyway I will email her tomorrow and offer my assistance in anyway...because that's what us commoners do!
We got to the MRI and it went very quickly...the trip there with Zman and Diva 1 arguing about the radio station, movie, CD that they wanted to hear was longer and much more painful than that.
Zman decides to wait until we are on H1 to tell me he has to go to the bathroom...I tell the poor boy he has no choice but to hold it. As I pull out into the driveway, he vaults out of the truck and runs into the house. By the time I get the truck backed in and turned off there is a great deal of yelling coming from the house.
J was in the bathroom and wouldn't let his brother who was about to explode in the bathroom. So instead of doing the smart thing and running upstairs to use one of the other two bathrooms he stands there yelling through the door. This brings Diva 2 over to join in....she is always game for yelling at anyone. I came into the house and tell him to run upstairs and use another bathroom....duh!
So I put all my stuff down and go upstairs to use my bathroom. When I get to the top of the stairs there is this awful stench. I walk into the Diva's powder room (which spends much more time smelling locker roomish than powder roomish) and the zman is on the throne surrounded by brown smelly poo....it's everywhere!
I need to take some time right now to explain that one of the Diva's is a germaphobe......really to a serious degree....so I knew I had to clean the poo up before she saw it. So I had him dispose of his brown underwear and I scrubbed the bathroom...it's now 9:30 pm and I am just getting home for the day....I had left at 4:50 am.
So here comes Diva 2 up the stairs to take a shower....she comes to look for some spray....and I knew it exactly where it was because I had just doused my whole side of the house with it....because ..wow...it was bad! Thankfully, she only noticed the smell and had no idea the destruction that had been cleaned up.
I am able to shower and get zman showered and in his pj's. Along comes Diva 1 to show me something that is bothering her on her chest...deal with that and her comes Diva 2 and your NEVER going to guess what she had to share with me.......and I blame my mother for this.....
Last week we were talking about the things she would need to buy at the store before we got there and she told me not to worry that there were pads and tampons at the house. I told her ...hellloooo I don't need them anymore and Diva 2 doesn't have her period yet. To which she replied...watch her get it before you leave......
Do you see where this is going? I think Diva 2 got her period...which doesn't make Diva 1 happy...because it has been something she has been able to hold over her sisters head...the fact that she has it and she doesn't. So Diva 1 gets all defensive and crusty when I ask if we have any pads.......hellooooooo helllllooooo Can you even believe they were arguing over PMS.....
Now my house is completely silent...except for the fish tank in zmans room that I refuse to add more water to because it sounds like a waterfall...its very calming. I am hoping that I can offically put this Monday to bed......
Anyway I will email her tomorrow and offer my assistance in anyway...because that's what us commoners do!
We got to the MRI and it went very quickly...the trip there with Zman and Diva 1 arguing about the radio station, movie, CD that they wanted to hear was longer and much more painful than that.
Zman decides to wait until we are on H1 to tell me he has to go to the bathroom...I tell the poor boy he has no choice but to hold it. As I pull out into the driveway, he vaults out of the truck and runs into the house. By the time I get the truck backed in and turned off there is a great deal of yelling coming from the house.
J was in the bathroom and wouldn't let his brother who was about to explode in the bathroom. So instead of doing the smart thing and running upstairs to use one of the other two bathrooms he stands there yelling through the door. This brings Diva 2 over to join in....she is always game for yelling at anyone. I came into the house and tell him to run upstairs and use another bathroom....duh!
So I put all my stuff down and go upstairs to use my bathroom. When I get to the top of the stairs there is this awful stench. I walk into the Diva's powder room (which spends much more time smelling locker roomish than powder roomish) and the zman is on the throne surrounded by brown smelly poo....it's everywhere!
I need to take some time right now to explain that one of the Diva's is a germaphobe......really to a serious degree....so I knew I had to clean the poo up before she saw it. So I had him dispose of his brown underwear and I scrubbed the bathroom...it's now 9:30 pm and I am just getting home for the day....I had left at 4:50 am.
So here comes Diva 2 up the stairs to take a shower....she comes to look for some spray....and I knew it exactly where it was because I had just doused my whole side of the house with it....because ..wow...it was bad! Thankfully, she only noticed the smell and had no idea the destruction that had been cleaned up.
I am able to shower and get zman showered and in his pj's. Along comes Diva 1 to show me something that is bothering her on her chest...deal with that and her comes Diva 2 and your NEVER going to guess what she had to share with me.......and I blame my mother for this.....
Last week we were talking about the things she would need to buy at the store before we got there and she told me not to worry that there were pads and tampons at the house. I told her ...hellloooo I don't need them anymore and Diva 2 doesn't have her period yet. To which she replied...watch her get it before you leave......
Do you see where this is going? I think Diva 2 got her period...which doesn't make Diva 1 happy...because it has been something she has been able to hold over her sisters head...the fact that she has it and she doesn't. So Diva 1 gets all defensive and crusty when I ask if we have any pads.......hellooooooo helllllooooo Can you even believe they were arguing over PMS.....
Now my house is completely silent...except for the fish tank in zmans room that I refuse to add more water to because it sounds like a waterfall...its very calming. I am hoping that I can offically put this Monday to bed......
Monday, June 2, 2008
Monday Monday!!!
Well today has been a FABULOUS Monday....
I went online to pay my cell phone bill expecting it to be around $150...well imagine my surprise when it was $1112!!!! When Rick left I had his number suspended for 6 months because he has all the Internet and stuff on his phone. I asked them at least five times if it was going to mess my plan up...and of course they said, "NO." But of course it did. We had tons of rollover minutes and we never went over....but they altered our plan and took some of our rollover minutes which caused us to go over. The nice lady gave me a credit....but my bill was way over the $150 I thought it would be.
So then I go home to get Britt for cheer leading and I find a nice letter from my student loan company informing me that since I am no longer enrolled as a student my loan payments will start in 6 months.....Umm I am in the middle of a class, with three more to go before I am done.
So I called and the nice man informed me that it happens all the time with this school and all I had to do was have them update the records tomorrow. He was nice enough to inform me that there was another deposit scheduled to be made to my account with the school on the 10th to the tune of $5000 which they failed to cancel. Of course they were making sure they were getting their money while they screwed me!
I was able to call and schedule Britt's MRI....for the day I flew back home. I am cool with that.
Now on to cheer leading.....I have to be honest I did not like cheerleaders in high school...and I really don't like these coaches who one in fact is old enough to be one of those I did not like in high school....I have dubbed her "The Cheer Queen" So Cheer Queen has called a mandatory meeting for the parents tonight at 6pm.
While I am hot about the short notice...I am looking forward to giving The Cheer Queen a piece of my mind. You see....we signed a contract stating that we agreed to abide by all the conditions put forth by Cheer royalty. I was cool with that...however, what I am not cool with is the fact that I am expected to abide by all of their rules and conditions..and I am apparently not allowed to expect anything from them.
Organization, communication, and permission slips are all things I am not able to expect from the royalty. I am not allowed to expect them to be on site to supervise the girls at the mandatory gym across town, nor am I expected to sign a release for this trip. I agreed to drive one way in the afternoon if another parent can drive back into town.....the Queen said great...but never organized anything. So Queenie I have a list of expectations I plan on sharing with you today........................The first one is that we are not in high school anymore and the rest of us are not her subjects or her underlings.....look out!
Oh Yeah! In the mean time the MRI dude calls back and asks me if I want to come in today @ 8:30pm for Britts MRI because they had a cancellation. Every exhausted cell in my body screamed.NOOOOOOOOOO!! However, logic won out because I know I am not going to want to drive to the hospital the night I land. Additionally, I know she wants off those crutches....so I will be sitting in the MRI place with Zman at odark thirty .
Monday was absolutely Fabulous Darling!!!!!!
I went online to pay my cell phone bill expecting it to be around $150...well imagine my surprise when it was $1112!!!! When Rick left I had his number suspended for 6 months because he has all the Internet and stuff on his phone. I asked them at least five times if it was going to mess my plan up...and of course they said, "NO." But of course it did. We had tons of rollover minutes and we never went over....but they altered our plan and took some of our rollover minutes which caused us to go over. The nice lady gave me a credit....but my bill was way over the $150 I thought it would be.
So then I go home to get Britt for cheer leading and I find a nice letter from my student loan company informing me that since I am no longer enrolled as a student my loan payments will start in 6 months.....Umm I am in the middle of a class, with three more to go before I am done.
So I called and the nice man informed me that it happens all the time with this school and all I had to do was have them update the records tomorrow. He was nice enough to inform me that there was another deposit scheduled to be made to my account with the school on the 10th to the tune of $5000 which they failed to cancel. Of course they were making sure they were getting their money while they screwed me!
I was able to call and schedule Britt's MRI....for the day I flew back home. I am cool with that.
Now on to cheer leading.....I have to be honest I did not like cheerleaders in high school...and I really don't like these coaches who one in fact is old enough to be one of those I did not like in high school....I have dubbed her "The Cheer Queen" So Cheer Queen has called a mandatory meeting for the parents tonight at 6pm.
While I am hot about the short notice...I am looking forward to giving The Cheer Queen a piece of my mind. You see....we signed a contract stating that we agreed to abide by all the conditions put forth by Cheer royalty. I was cool with that...however, what I am not cool with is the fact that I am expected to abide by all of their rules and conditions..and I am apparently not allowed to expect anything from them.
Organization, communication, and permission slips are all things I am not able to expect from the royalty. I am not allowed to expect them to be on site to supervise the girls at the mandatory gym across town, nor am I expected to sign a release for this trip. I agreed to drive one way in the afternoon if another parent can drive back into town.....the Queen said great...but never organized anything. So Queenie I have a list of expectations I plan on sharing with you today........................The first one is that we are not in high school anymore and the rest of us are not her subjects or her underlings.....look out!
Oh Yeah! In the mean time the MRI dude calls back and asks me if I want to come in today @ 8:30pm for Britts MRI because they had a cancellation. Every exhausted cell in my body screamed.NOOOOOOOOOO!! However, logic won out because I know I am not going to want to drive to the hospital the night I land. Additionally, I know she wants off those crutches....so I will be sitting in the MRI place with Zman at odark thirty .
Monday was absolutely Fabulous Darling!!!!!!
WOW! Have you ever been speechless? For those of you who know me, you know it rarely happens to me....but that's where I am at right now. I don't even know where to begin at this point.
Has there ever been a situation in your life that you knew was the beginning of the end and something inside of you knew you should walk away from it? Knew that no matter what was being said or done or the pretty words people were using were really not real or even close to bringing healing or closure? But you stayed because part of you needed what was there and would miss it?
So that is where I'm at I really don't believe that everyone means the words they are saying, nor do I believe that there is true forgiveness going on. You can still hear the bitterness in the replys and words. So even though the words are pretty the way they are being thrown around is ugly and the emotions and attitudes behind them are not healthy.
The other part of me wants to stay because it meets a need in my life. My life is not easy to understand. Very few people get the submarine force and our way of life.....sometimes it baffles me. Then add the fact that I am a Christian and you have even less people who understand me.
So I will do nothing until God tells me too...because if I walk away and its His will He will meet the need of fellowship and support.....one that is not a struggle to be a part of, one where there is no underlying strain...despite what is on the surface.
Has there ever been a situation in your life that you knew was the beginning of the end and something inside of you knew you should walk away from it? Knew that no matter what was being said or done or the pretty words people were using were really not real or even close to bringing healing or closure? But you stayed because part of you needed what was there and would miss it?
So that is where I'm at I really don't believe that everyone means the words they are saying, nor do I believe that there is true forgiveness going on. You can still hear the bitterness in the replys and words. So even though the words are pretty the way they are being thrown around is ugly and the emotions and attitudes behind them are not healthy.
The other part of me wants to stay because it meets a need in my life. My life is not easy to understand. Very few people get the submarine force and our way of life.....sometimes it baffles me. Then add the fact that I am a Christian and you have even less people who understand me.
So I will do nothing until God tells me too...because if I walk away and its His will He will meet the need of fellowship and support.....one that is not a struggle to be a part of, one where there is no underlying strain...despite what is on the surface.
Sunday, June 1, 2008
My nephew...
Britt and D
Above: His proud Mom and Dad giving God all the glory for this moment! See mom's hands lifted in praise and Dad's hand on his head Praying?!
Him "Walking it Out!" after receiving his diploma!
So, now the count down is on for Britt, Rezzie, Alycea, and Jerrad....wow I ca't believe how fast the time has gone.
Yesterday, I ran into another nephew at the gas station as he filled up the tank to drive to work! His graduation is next Friday......so I will have more pictures to post for they have to have equal billing!
I am a blessed woman
God must have known I would need amazing friends...because He has given me some top notch ones! Last night we had a farewell for a amazing woman who has become a part of our hearts and it was good to get together with those who God has blessed you with and just laugh and share.
One of my regrets of living the military lifestyle is the fact that friends come into your life and then Uncle Sam sends them away...however that regret is also one of my favorite parts of military life. Now, when we travel to the mainland we have so many people to visit. My husband cannot wait until he retires and all the kids move out. He wants to travel to all the churches that are under our main church and visit. He spent 7 months grobacheloring it in Washington state and drove two hours each way every Sunday to visit our church there....loved being with family of only on Sunday's.
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