Get real! Your poo does not smell like roses!

 If I see another my life is perfect post I might just puke, but then again the I am a a martyr because my man is a Marine makes me want to scream!

This life is filled with ups and downs, so when you only portray the good to me. I know your not being real and hiding behind a fake facade of lies and deceit. Your one year old is not a mathematician, it probably plays in the toilet water and wipes its buggers on your antiques.

It takes more then strength! Semper Fi!

     I had no clue what the military life style was like when I married my husband. I probably could have told you more about the lifestyle of the rich and famous because they are always on TV. Sure I had seen some of the tear filled leaving and coming home videos. I had seen some news reports, even a movie or two that show these heroic (yummy looking) men running into battle. Maybe I did even think: They can't all be like Chuck Norris or Steven Seagal,

The roller coaster of life & Simple moments

Life has its ups and downs. times you scream and shout out of joy and the times you do it out of terror or any other number of emotions. I am just full of metaphors and analogies  today. This morning I used the treadmill and hamster wheel, to describe the rhythms and negativity  we sometimes get stuck in. I really need to stay away from mechanical objects that go in circles. Good thing I have not been to an amusement park lately or I am sure I would have used a “Merry Go Round” analogy.

ADT/USMC (fun with photos)

Conjugal visits! (aka R&R)

 Planning our conjugal visit! Under my circumstances they are normally called Deployment R&R, but I have decided to affectingly refer to it as our conjugal visit. It seems very fitting, and lets be real at least a few days of it he and I plan to toss the kids to his parents and run away to a hotel. If that does not yell conjugal visit I don’t know what would.

Child Abuse Awarness: Part of my story and a reminder to all of us! If you suspect it report it!

How many of you realized it was child abuse awareness month. I know I did not until I read a blog on the topic. Seems sad that it is almost the end of the month before I read something highlighting it. As a person that was abused I almost feel guilty for not being more aware and metaphorically shouting about it sooner. I have so little on my plate these days, with all the spa days and pedicures. Oh, wait that’s what I do in my short lived hours of dreams. Reality is Deployment, children, chores, girl scouts, dance classes, bills, and chores. I guess I already said chores, but those silly things never seem to go away. I guess I will not beat myself up to much!

Ahh, your such a “cute” couple! {cute, what I'm not a puppy or a baby!!}

Have you ever been told this? The first time I heard this about my husband and I. It made me smile but shake my head. What do you mean “cute?” My husband hates the word cute so his reaction was very entertaining. You see “cute” in its original definition is used to explain something young or infantile. A baby, a puppy even a small child can be cute. Call him cute and it causes a unique and hysterical reaction. I sometimes do it on purpose just because I love messing with him. If we get into a debate and I want to win, I will sometimes distract him by saying; Ahh, babe your so cute. He is a man, an adult, a Marine there is no way in his mind he can be “cute.”