I’m up at midnight, fighting sleep.  Reading blogs. Laughing my butt off, and trying to keep lonely sucky thoughts and crap from intruding on my thoughts.  Here’s a few that slipped through the cracks.

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My daddy had a happy birthday and that’s all I care about.  I got to talk to him on the phone and everything was cool until he reminded me.  “I’m a youthful 70 (years old)”  I concurred.  But then I was immediately reminded of how old i am.  Well, yes, I remember when he and she(my parents) were me, or at least my age.  It’s sad.  Growing old sucks.

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I saw the cyclone death toll on MSN this morning and then tonight.  You got to be freakin’ kidding me!  How does it go from 3,000 to 15,000 in a DAY?  I dispense with the self pity thoughts when I read this.  I live here in the USA.  They live in a country I’ve never heard of before 3 days ago.  I’m whining about being bored.  They’re in shock over losing entire families.

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I’m thinking right now, that no one who is running for president of the US really deserves to be president right now.  I’m wondering how they got to be running.  Then the word tomfoolery comes to mind, followed by deception.

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Doug is doing his “blow hole” snore, followed by little gasping breaths as he fell asleep on the couch about 7 PM.  How he can sleep on a gross hotel couch with no shirt on and no pillow or blanket is beyond me.  And anyway, why do all women feel this overwhelming need to cover their husbands up with a blanket when they fall asleep like this, as if they were a child?

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So, and again there’s this hunger.  The craving of carbs.  Even though I had enough food at dinner.  I just had a midnight snack of saltine crackers with shredded cheese melted in the microwave.  I thought about the stupid styrofoam plates that melt when you microwave stuff on them.  I thought that no one should ever buy these plates.  They’re not environmentally friendly and they suck.  Doug bought them.  This is the plates his mom has bought all their life I guess.  I should bring this up with him.  Like he cares.

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My elbow hurts.  I scraped it on the carpet when Doug and I were play fighting. I tried to clothesline him.  He shrugged me off like a flea off an elephant’s butt.  Who ever thought I could wrestle him?  But I’m mischievous anyway, and I’m bored!! Really bored.

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Today Doug brought up the idea of going to drill sargeant school.  I think he was being sneaky, but then he thinks he needs this to further his career that will be over in 5-7 years anyway.  If he goes to this school.  it will be the third long absence we will face in the next 3 years.

August ~ Senior enlisted school~ out of state~ length: 2 weeks

April~2009  Kuwait~ out of country~ length: one year

Drill Sargeant School~ out of state~ length 6 weeks

Does the military wife ever get a say? NO  But here’s my say for the record:

 

 

“ANNNNNNNNTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!” TRY AGAIN.