26 April, 2011

Arghhhh!

I REALLY like this new template I found and uploaded.....
 
Unfortunately, because it's a set template, I can't expand the sides like I normally can so that I can make my pictures the bigger size.

*SIGH*

So we will see what will win out.....

In the mean time, I really don't feel like going back through and shrinking all the pics I already had at the bigger size, so that means my blog is all messed up. Some of the labels and beginning of words are missing from the side column.

Guess its kinda like my life, all out of sorts and messed up. But the important things are there.

So in less one of my readers wants to design me a template that has me written all over it, ;) stuff is just going to be out of sorts until I either shrink all the old pics or write enough new posts that they don't show up on the main page.

Happy Tuesday!

Who says white boys can't dance



So above is an awesome group of Marines keeping themselves busy in the sandbox,
below is some video of my son "rocking" out to the exact same video:

The best part is about halfway through, he starts "singing" along.

video

25 April, 2011

Military Monday

The Military Wife

The good Lord was creating a model for military wives and was into His sixth day of overtime when an angel appeared. She said, "Lord, you seem to be having a lot of trouble with this one. What's the matter with the standard model?" The Lord replied, "Have you seen the specs on this order? She has to be completely independent, possess the qualities of both father and mother, be a perfect hostess to four or forty with an hour's notice, run on black coffee, handle every emergency imaginable without a manual, be able to carry on cheerfully, even if she's pregnant and has the flu, and she must be willing to move 10 times in 17 years. And oh, yes, she must have six pairs of hands."

The angel shook her head. "Six pairs of hands? No way!" The Lord continued, "Don't worry, we shall make other military wives to help her. And we will give her an unusually strong heart so it can swell with pride in her husband's achievements, sustain the pain of separations, beat soundly when it's over-worked and tired, and be large enough to say 'I understand,' when she does not, and say 'I love you,' regardless."

The angel circled the model of the military wife, looked at it closely and sighed, "It looks fine, but it's too soft." "She might look soft," replied the Lord, "but she has the strength of a lion. You would not believe what she can endure."

Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek of the Lord's creation. "There's a leak," she announced. "Something is wrong with the construction. I am not surprised that it has cracked. You are trying to put too much into this model."

The Lord appeared offended at the angel's lack of confidence. What you see is not a leak," he said. "It's a tear." "A tear? What is it there for?" asked the angel. The Lord replied, "It's for joy, sadness, pain, disappointment, loneliness, pride and a dedication to all the values that she and her husband hold dear."

"You are a genius!" exclaimed the angel.
The Lord looked puzzled and replied,
"I didn't put it there."

 {2-11-05}

24 April, 2011

Daddy dolls

So these are a great idea for kids who have a parent deployed or even if you just have a parent who travels a lot. They come with different designs and sizes. And if you have a deployed parent, you can fill out a request to get one for free. (Just be prepared for a long wait.)
Here is the link: https://www.daddydolls.com/

I ordered one for each of the kids and Turtle takes hers everywhere!






Happy Easter!

Neither of my children really wanted to be here for this session, but between some bunnies, eggs, and tickles, while trying to take pics, we survived this shoot without Daddy.






He is risen, He is risen indeed!

18 April, 2011

Military Monday survey

This survey is a common one with military wives. I figured I'd join the boat and fill it out!

1. How long have you been a military wife?   7 years this fall {crazy}

2. What branch of service is your husband? Marine Corps.

3. Active/Reserve? Active duty.

4. What is his job? His first MOS was Ordnance, now he has a desk job.

5. How many deployments have you gone through?   3 long ones, many short

6. Camo or Dress uniforms on your man? I agree with a lot of Marine wives on this one, it depends on the situation. He looks darn good in his dress uniforms, but I love his cammies also.

7. What do you like about being a military wife? The pride in my husband serving our country, the opportunity to live different places and meet lots of new people.

8. Do you live on base? yes

9. What is your favorite base so far? Ha, trick question…next please! ;) 

10. What is the hardest part of the military life? DEPLOYMENTS! BIG DUH

11. Do you go to the grocery store or Commissary? At our old air station, we rarely went to the commissary, but now we alternate between Wal-Mart and the commissary.

12. Do you work or stay at home? I’m a stay at home mom.

13. Do you have a lot of military wife friends? Yes, I still have more civilian friends from my younger years, but my military wife friend list is growing. (That is if their husbands would stop getting out!) lol

14. Do you prefer Walmart or the BX/PX/NEX/MCX? Wal-Mart. We are not really big exchange fans.

15. How did your husband propose? He didn’t

16. Did you marry him after he joined or before? BEFORE

17. How long have you been together? For 8 years, but we met in ‘97

18. Any kids? Yep, a 3 yr old, and a 9 month old.

19. Any kids yet to come? That’s a whole other post.

20. Is your husband one of those "I am Marine, hear me OORAH" kind of guys? He used to be, until he got burned one too many times. 

21. Have you ever done combative's with your husband? Yes actually

.22. How many bases have you lived at? Just 2, we were at our 1st one a lot longer than most people are.

23. If you could change one thing about the military? They tell you they are family friendly, but they aren’t. They could care less about the service members families; Better health care options.
 
24. Do you like military balls? In 6 and a half years, we have only been to 2. I would like to go to more, but its mostly just people getting hammered. 

25. Where does your family live? Oregon

26. What do you do for a job? Ha, again trick question

27. Have you ever gotten in a fight with an NCO's wife? no

28. Name one thing you do when your husband is gone. Yes, I am one of those wives that will work my schedule around when he is going to be online. It makes my day and helps me be a better mommy.

29. Do you think other wives do that too? some

15 April, 2011

Meanings


I have too many serious long posts running around in my head right now and I don't want to bore
everyone with my "woe is me" military wife attitude.

Soooo, I am just sharing these for the fun of it!


Hubby: Beloved, Jesus saves

Marcella Elizabeth: Brave, God’s promise

Turtle Monster: Golden, happiness

Monkey Pirate: Ruler, noble, rustic

 I think they all fit so perfectly!

Hope y'all have a wonderful weekend!

09 April, 2011

Let me paint you a picture

**Editors note: most of my military readers have experienced their own events that make up a similar picture. This is mostly for the civilian readers who can't fathom the life we live or grasp what we go through.

Yesterday, (Friday) my hubby finally had off to spend one last day with his family before leaving. We spent it like we normally would a Saturday, running errands, doing chores, and hubby playing video games. This is how HE likes it. He doesn't like to stray from the norm when he is about to leave, because it allows him to think about the task ahead too much.
In a way this bothers me because I wish time would just stand still and we would do nothing but hold each other.
(haha in a dream world.)
But I know its best because it keeps me from losing my cool and helps me continue to function properly.

I had really been doing well at keeping my emotions in check. The only emotion that kept coming up was anger for how this whole situation came about.
So I went through the day focused on the time we spent with him and making sure last minute stuff was in order.
Our daughter's bed time rolled around and we went upstairs to get her ready. I grabbed the video camera to capture one last Daddy reading moment and J chose the book:
"Daddy and Me."

FAIL.......me.......big time.

The tears came as he read one last time to the kids. It was my turn to pray so J took Monkey downstairs and I went and sat next to my daughter's bed. The words didn't come as I sat there with tears rolling down my face. She didn't seem to mind as she patted my head and then asked if I needed a tissue. I smiled and said no and then choked out a quick prayer and said good night.
I composed myself before going downstairs because I still needed to be strong for my husband.

Time ticked away and we put our son to bed and got last minute things ready to go. Normally I am good for staying up on the weekends while my husband plays video games but last night I kept falling asleep on the couch. It was like I was telling myself it was just like any other night and he would soon turn off the tv and we head up to bed. Finally it was time for him to shower and get ready to go.
At 130 in the morning we went upstairs to pull our little Monkey, who was sleeping in Frog pajamas and our Turtle who was in monkey pajamas, out of bed and put them in the car. Turtle was kind of half asleep until J carried her out to the car and then she immediately went all bright eyed and started talking away. Monkey just smiled at me and dozed off and on.

The time had come.

Fittingly the rain was coming down which made me nervous about driving back home when we were done. It was a windy, hilly trek and the temperature was at a unseasonably cold 39 degrees.
But that really was at the back of mind.

We didn't even hit the first stop sign before I let it all go. I spent the next 40 minutes crying, praying and arguing with God.
Thankfully even though Turtle was wide awake she kept silent for the most part.
J and I were both silent with our thoughts as I went through tissue after tissue. He spoke up once to tell me to be extra careful driving in a dangerous hilly area.
I choked out ok.
We finally arrived at the armory and I knew I needed to gain my composure for him and the other handful of people standing around.

{I hate goodbyes}

They unloaded his 5 million bags and I just stood next to the car silently screaming for this to all be a dream.
Turtle was in her booster asking for me to undue her straps. I mostly ignored her as I was mentally preparing for the moment to come.

He walked over to the car one last time and I could see the pain in his eyes.

We said I love you and he took me into an extra tight hug and then kissed my forehead before letting me go. {He only kisses my forehead when he's leaving and coming home, it makes me cry more.}

I immediately jump into the car because I can no longer contain the tears running down my face and I can't drag this out .

But its not just me anymore.

He opens the door on our daughters side and gives her a big hug and kiss and says goodbye. She gets mad and starts screaming because she knows she will not be able to get out of the car.
This makes me cry harder.

He then goes around to our sons side, who is half awake and grinning at his Daddy. J kisses him goodbye and says its up to him to be the man of the house now while he's gone.

I have now lost it completely.

One more I love you look from my husband through the windshield and then he walks away.

Dear God, please dry my eyes so I can see to drive home.

  
16 This is what the LORD says: 
“Restrain your voice from weeping 
and your eyes from tears, 
for your work will be rewarded,” 
declares the LORD. 
... “They will return from the land of the enemy. -Jeremiah 31:16

04 April, 2011

Dear Lord,


....Please assist me in parenting these two adorable handfuls the next 6 months 
and keep our ROCK safe!
AMEN!