Happy Hauntings!! Tonight was a fun night. I think we all had fun. I spent most of the day with Nita running around. We hit the post office, went to breakfast, got our nails done, did a bit of shopping. I found treasures like new Nightmare Before Christmas socks..yay!! Oh, sorry got a bit off track for a sec.
Tonight we went to our ward's Trunk or Treat. The kids made out like bandits..got lots of fun treats! I took a few pics there.
The boys in their costumes
Mom in hers I love "JH", to get a treat out of my trunk, you had to sing me a song. He was singing and doing the actions to "Once I Was a Snowman" Here is Bro S, lol...I really like the plastic fork look!
After the Trunk-or-Treat, we headed on over to Nita's house for some fun. Somehow I ended up with 193 pics on my camera, but I'm only sharing a few, lol
The boys hanging out by her fireplace
Nita & Nay
Just me and my cauldron! "EEK!" Oooooooh, look what we found! Just a little evening snack, yum! "Taking care of Spiderman!" Oh no! Spiderman's real identity has been revealed!
Skeletons in the Graveyard coming back to life! Coming out of the tombstonesCovert Skeleton operations
Skeleton Michael undercover
Alright, time to close up the Morgue, come back next year if you DARE!!
Even Kevin and his Soldiers in Iraq had some festive kinda fun! (Can you spot Kevin?)
I love feeling hyper! That is how I basically live my life because I'm always on the go and I LOVE feeling that way. This past week with nothing to do, this break I gave myself, I hated it! I did not like feeling lazy and over thinking life. Today I have an action packed day and I feel the adrenalin flowing through my veins. I love feeling this way...the natural high of life!
So this afternoon Kevin and I had the opportunity for a good chat on IM. After a while Kevin discovered the IMVironments and we had an interesting and fun chat by way of the Doodle IMVironment.
Don't play this dot game with Kevin, he tries to cheat and pretends that he didn't realize he did!See what I mean!!
Ok, this was me, but I never win at Tic Tac Toe, he should let me connect the O's for a win!! See how he takes advantage of me trying to be all serious..he cheats! I really did win this one...without cheating! He thinks he's really funny! But really I'm funnier than he is, really I am!
*I've been going through some of my writings and came across this. In recent conversations I've also talked about this particular essay and thought I'd repost it. I wrote this in March 2003, right before the war started. My thoughts were a result to comments that were made to me, things I read in the newspapers or saw on the news stations. This was the way I felt that day. You don't have to agree with me or my thoughts, that's not the intent of this posting.*
You're Welcome
I am sitting here…viewing the news and reading different reports on the internet. I seem to be really emotional today. I am a proud Army wife. I am proud to say that my husband is a defender of freedom. I wish everyone could be proud of our service members.
How quickly we forget what this great nation was based on. The foundation of America is not the rich soil we had back in the 1700’s. No, the foundation of America is the lifeless bodies that are now buried in that rich soil. It’s based on the sacrifices of military members of long ago.
I see the news and see reports about the walk-outs. I see reports about military children being harassed in schools. Wow, a public school is harassing their own benefactors. The children of their freedom defenders. Do they not realize that it is these children’s parents that give them the right to voice their opinions about what is ethical or not ethical about this war. The war hasn’t even started officially and already there are picket signs and protests. Peace signs waving all over the place.
I read and hear about how civilians complain that the military gets paid enough, that we knew what we got ourselves into so they have no pity for us. Guess What? We don’t want your pity.
As far as those who feel the need to complain about our pay and our known risks...well I just have to say....YOU’RE WELCOME....my husband defends YOUR freedom daily so that you can gripe about our benefits and our risks and our unethical ways. YOU’RE WELCOME free citizen who can speak your mind because our Vets are homeless and sick because they fought to give you that right! YOU’RE WELCOME because an 18 year old boy is buried at Arlington so that you can wear your signs and stage walk outs. YOU’RE WELCOME because you get to go home to your family, your cable TV, your XBOX, your home cooked meals all because someone else VOLUNTEERED to defend YOUR freedom and mine.
You don’t know us; you don’t even care about us. It doesn’t matter to you that our service members are someone’s father, brother, uncle, son…that they are someone’s mother, sister, aunt, daughter. They are real people, with real emotions. A soldier is trained to fight, possibly kill…but they cannot be trained to not feel emotion. They want to see their newborn’s smile, their child’s first play. They’d love to watch a football game, to be at an awards ceremony. And now you say that they are baby killers, they are terrorists. Yes, they chose this profession, yes, they know the risks. Shouldn’t you feel grateful that they chose this so that you did not have to? You’re husbands and sons are at home with you…when you go to bed at night you can kiss them goodnight. What about those children who pray every night that their daddies or mommies make it home safely, that they come home in one piece or that they come home at all.
Do you not realize the real sacrifice these men and women make? They sacrifice their luxuries, their families, in a way their own freedoms…all so that you can have yours.
Call them baby killers…tell them they are unethical. Protest the war, burn the flag. Guess what? You do what you have to because no matter what…someone is there to defend your right to do so.
Next time you hear the Star Spangled Banner or you hear reference to the Declaration of Independence…remember what those words were based on. Those words were based on the sacrifices someone made for their country. No one asked, they volunteered. Just like our service members today VOLUNTEER. Be grateful that someone volunteered to defend YOUR freedom.
Psst….YOU’RE WELCOME…no thanks needed in the first place, a Soldier just does his duty…no questions asked and nothing expected in return!
So after running crazy these past few months, I decided I needed a week of nothing. I had nothing on my calendar this week except for things like taking and picking up the boys from school or their activities. Oh, I did have deployment club but that's it. I will tell you that I bored myself silly hanging out at home. The only thing I accomplished this week was updating my Facebook about every 20 minutes. I did get some FRG stuff done yesterday, but it didn't require leaving my house.
I can't say it's been a fun week, I didn't like it, I need to stay busy for my own sanity for sure!!!
But guess what...only 2 more days til Race Day! Texas Motor Speedway, here we come!!!
It's not even 9 a.m. and already I'm irked. I really do try to start each day off on a positive note.
What irked me this morning?
Well first off, dragging the pieces from our bunk beds we took apart almost a month ago back down to our curb. For some reason, bulk pickup has not happened. Even though I call and they assure me it happens weekly, do you think the stray pieces of varnished lumber in my yard is proof enough that it is NOT happening weekly??
My neighbors overflowing trash can...is it really that hard to put the items in a trash bag? Do you think I should donate to their cause and give them a couple extra trash bags? I might as well since I seem to be filling one of my own picking up their excess trash that blows into my yard.
People who can't use their turn signals. Is this really that hard? I know I'm not the only one with this annoyance. I'm taking the kids to school this morning and I'm waiting to turn right, it's a school zone so the speed limit is turtle pace. I'm waiting for a car to go by so I can turn and right at the last minute it turns right, grrr, I could have went!!!
On the same traffic note, people who pull out in front of you then glare because you almost hit them. HELLO, do you not see the flow of traffic. I know, I know, wherever it is you have to be is surely more important than the safety of my kids and myself. Forgive me for my lack of courtesy (insert eye roll here).
The stroller pushing mama. So the grass is wet from the morning dew and my kids don't like walking on it. They prefer to walk on the sidewalk while going into the school (imagine that, walking on the sideWALK, have you ever heard of such a thing!). So I'm watching the boys walk in and this lady with a huge, all terrain stroller comes at them right down the middle of the sidewalk. The boys are walking, they move over to the right a bit and she turns her stroller towards them forcing them off the sidewalk (there was room for all of them). Come on lady, you have huge wheels, I'm sure if they touch the grass they will survive. I get out of my car and lean on the door and as she walks past me, I say..."does it make you feel good to force two boys off a sidewalk so early in the morning? Did you get your ego boost for the day?" She just kept on walking, crazy enough she pushed her huge baby buggy through the bumpy, dirt clumped hill I was parked on.
I'm sooooooooooo not ready for giggly little girls who chase my son around the halls. I'm not ready for them to come up with weird things to say just to keep him around a little longer. I'm not ready for their friends to yell, "she REALLY thinks you're cute!!"
He's only 12...I'm not ready for this...
But ya know, can you blame them..he is pretty darn cute!
Last night we were invited over to our friend's house for a little Monday evening snack. We decided to enjoy some Smores, who doesn't love the combination of marshmallow, chocolate and graham crackers? While, we know that these little creations can be somewhat messy...last night took sticky to a whole new level. Apparently the marshmallows did not enjoy being in the same room as "D's" washer and dryer, so they tried to save themselves by squishing themselves into a nice sticky glob. Despite having to cut the package apart and pull and pull to get a piece of marshmallow out, all the kids still enjoyed their ghetto treat. Golden....and hmmm what else "D"?
Hmmm...what is that exactly...sadly this blob fell off in the fire pit Neil takes toasting marshmallows very serious! Yum! Extra crispy! Michael says it's delish!!! Just a bunch of sticky fun! My hands are sticky, mom!!!
Emma was so serious, lol This was a pic of me after I cleaned all the marshmallow drippings off my chin...but it was goooooooood!
I can't remember if I have posted this before and I'm too lazy to go back and look. Dinner time in our house is so hard. This is when I miss Kevin the most...I find myself being lazy about cooking because I avoid the table. Sunday nights are especially hard as this is when we talk about our days and all that.
I miss you baby, I hope you know how much we love you!♥
"TM" and I did the old time photo...she was so crazy I couldn't look at her without cracking up!! I do not like how I look but her look is hilarious!! Practicing my Miss America wave, I know you like my tiara with flowers!! You know you want one! "TM" with the pink fuzzy cowboy hat..Ride Em Cowgirl!!
Mom in hers
I love "JH", to get a treat out of my trunk, you had to sing me a song. He was singing and doing the actions to "Once I Was a Snowman"
Here is Bro S, lol...I really like the plastic fork look!
Just me and my cauldron!
"EEK!"
Oooooooh, look what we found!
Just a little evening snack, yum!
"Taking care of Spiderman!"
Oh no! Spiderman's real identity has been revealed!
Skeletons in the Graveyard
coming back to life!
Coming out of the tombstones
Covert Skeleton operations
Alright, time to close up the Morgue, come back next year if you DARE!!
Even Kevin and his Soldiers in Iraq had some festive kinda fun! (Can you spot Kevin?)
