Friday, February 16, 2007

Not Happy

Woe is I. Right now the military systems are absolutely driving me batty! I now know why the acronyme NAVY is what it is (Never Again Volunteer Yourself)and it's because even the higher ranking advisers can't get truthful and honest answers from personnel at the hospital. I have been in the process of waiting for a response telling me to separate early from the military, and was told that my memo had been sent out to BUPERS aka the big dogs of sailor's destinies; to find out this week my HM1 had been blatantly lied to. My papers are still some where in the hospital, which translates to me not knowing by the end of this month what our plans are. ERRRRR. I can't even express my distaste right now of the whole matter, and the sad thing is is that I'm not surprised either. Unless you plan to stay in the military the whole darn thing is just ridiculous! I'm glad I had the opportunity for the experience and all the things I have learned; but frankly I'm ready to move on and to enjoy my child, my husband, and life to its fullest. For all you people thinking to yourself, things can come up even if you're not in the military, and sometimes you need to do things on a moments notice, I know that and don't really need to hear it from anyone else. I may sound like a smarty pants but take it as you wish, there are some things that don't need commenting on. In most cases I can see both sides of a situation and do not need reminding of them. Enough of that.

Samuel is getting ready to go through another illness, hopefully only being a cold, and I really feel for the kid. Damn that incubator of illnesses daycare. I guess if it weren't now it would be in grade school, etc. He is becoming quite the prodigy if I say so myself ;-)I have taught him to push the button on his "ball shooter" toy, working with him on putting the right shapes into the right holes on his little pot, and I am trying to teach him some sign language; however he just sits and smiles at me when I'm signing. He's probably thinking, "What the heck is Mommy trying to do? Does she need to work on her muscle development so that her arm and hands are spazing out? I guess I'll impress her with a smile and pretend that I know what she is trying to do."

In the mean time when I'm done with school work and Sam is napping, I have been reading the book Angels and Demons, and working on the never ending Christmas stocking for Samuel. I guess I really know how to pick out the good ones. The Christmas tree alone has about 6-7 different shades of green in it. And once that is complete I start right away on Joel's. I did want to post a picture of it but I'll do that Tuesday. The weather is beautiful right now 42 degrees and I'm loving it. I'm beyond ready to wash my car and to start grilling again, not to mention get my lovely petunia hanging baskets. I'm ready to breath in some fresh air and get the family outside walking the little neighborhoods that surround our complex. Ahhh, a beautiful dream that is maybe a month away. Anyway the grumbles of my stomach are telling me it's time for lunch and to start preparing dinner in the crock pot. Speciality pork chops tonight, and I can't wait!

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