Bath rug hopscotch...

Recently, our maintenance guy had to come pull up both our toilets and replace all the guts to them. I am no plumbing genius and I was unaware that pulling up the toilets that had been leaking and clogging like crazy would cause toilet water to go all over my freshly scrubbed and sanitized bathroom floors.

I have been so busy with the kids and FRG and trying to squeeze in quality time with my husband that I have not yet had the glorious opportunity to get back down on my hands and knees to re-scrub and re-sanitize everything yet.

I have a big enough problem thinking that feet are gross to begin with, so the idea of walking across a floor that has even a tiny amount of toilet water (and whatever was clogged in it at the time it was pulled up from the floor) is revolting to me.

Yet, I still have to shower and pee. This poses a dilemma and results in what I’m sure would be a hysterical show for anyone who might be unfortunate enough to witness it.

I have three strategically placed bath rugs and as long as I perch sideways on the toilet when I need to go I’m ok. Showering is a bit more complex. After I shower I take a small leap from the rug in front of the shower to the one in front of the sink and lean across the counter to get to the medicine cabinet. I take my meds and towel dry my hair then leap back to the shower rug to hang my towel on the rack. A small leap to the rug by the door, where I put on my robe and rejoin my guys for the evening.

I plan to re-bleach my floors as soon as I have the chance, but for now spending every second I can with my husband is more important to me than avoiding bath rug hopscotch.

If nothing else it will give me a productive way to take out frustration after he deploys.

Then again, I might scrub the linoleum off…

Watch for the ghost...

This was too great not to share... Turn up your sound!

Myspace suckage resolved...

I have the best husband on the planet!
I know I have mentioned this before, but it deserves to be said again.
I talked to him about how badly the myspace comment left for him had made me feel. He couldn't understand WHY I felt the way I did about it, but he volunteered to delete the comment. He also sent the girl in question an email letting her know that love poems were inappropriate to send to a married man and asking her not to do it again.
He didn't HAVE to act on feelings that he didn't understand, but he did because he could see how upsetting it was for me.
I have the best husband on the planet!

Daddy's helmet is hard to fill...

Taken with my new Canon Rebel XTi

Yay Tax Return!

Myspace suckage...

OK.
Here I sit in the middle of the night blogging again.
Why? Because I'm upset and angry and irritated.
A girl that my husband knew from his "wild and crazy" phase left a comment on his myspace page. No big deal right? Normally no. This one, YES.
She posted a romantic love poem on MY HUSBAND'S PAGE!
OK, Reality check: my husband is about to be out of the country for (unspecified humongous time span) so it isn't like I'm concerned that this would lead to a physical affair, my husband is way too smart and devoted to our family for that to be a concern. (However, an emotional one would be just as damaging and much more likely to sneak up on him, especially since we will soon be apart for XXX amount of time and he is pretty bad at picking up hints when people like him as "MORE than a friend".)
I think what pisses me off about it the most is that it feels so very disrespectful towards me and our marriage.
I want reassurance that I have no reason to worry about this.
The baby took forever to go to sleep tonight and by the time he did, Darrell had already been asleep for at least an hour.
Tip of the day: if you want your spouse to give you firm emotional support and assurances DO NOT wake them from a dead sleep in an attempt to gain it. It only makes you feel worse when the response to a sniffle filled question about your relationship is answered with a pat on the hand and a mumbled "you don't have anything to worry about babe", followed swiftly by a return to deep breathing that signals he is already sleeping again.

Random giggles...

No matter the distance...

ALWAYS.

ARMY: You can have your husband back... OR NOT...

So... My first blog from a new state...
We have been a family again for roughly a month and a half.
Our new state is beautiful!
I LOVE HAVING MY HUSBAND IN MY ARMS AGAIN!
I will not have him for long.
Uncle Sam has called and wants to ship my husband into a war zone.
I cannot and will not say exactly where or when.
Simply that it is far too soon and he will be gone for a very long time.
I am working on ways to help our boys cope with our first deployment...
I'm still not sure how I will get through it... I just know I have to.
I have to be as strong as I can for all of us.
Even if what I really want to do is curl up into a ball and sob for three days.
I hope I can make some friends soon.
We haven't even had the chance to completely get unpacked yet and I will soon be on my own.
I thought we would have more time as a family before his first deployment. As it turns out our time is very limited.
I do have a nice neighbor who has a three year old son that Auron likes to play with. That is a plus.
We found a decent place to rent and as soon as I get out from under all the boxes I'm sure I will find it again.
Stop reading this and go hug your family now.
God Bless You All!

Merry Christmas Everyone!!!

Bliss!