Oh what Joy
Today I called my mother to tell her of Emmy's first real boo-boo. I feel the need to share all of my stories about Emily to my mother... Anyway, so I am telling her about how Em fell out of her chair (for you people who are wondering how a child could fall out of a chair so close to the ground and get a big bump on their lip... on base the housing only has hardword flooring, no carpets, no cushion for her tushy), and how I felt the need to call the RN on base to just "make sure". She is kind of laughing at me for being a freak but in the nice way that mothers do. So then I tell her how Em's doctor heard that I had called and called me as well BUT she wasn't calling in regards to Emily... the first thing she asked was if I was okay... That is when I thought my mother was going to pee in her pants... So, what does that say people? First it confirms my beliefs that I am a freak and Em's doctor knows that. Secondly it also means that I am a major source of entertainment for my family...
Keith is getting things ready for his training in the desert in two weeks. He will only be gone for three weeks but damn does he need a lot of crap!! Do you know why I know this? Because I bought all the crap... 130 bucks worth of crap!! Gezzzz... Anyway, for the past three days I have been on a flashlight mission from hell. First I bought one that they sell on base... Keith looks at it and says " I had a piece of crap like that back when I was in bootcamp, I wanted a smaller one"... Okay, day 2 I go to Walmarts thinking they will have a crap load of flashlights because they always carry a crap load of everything... They only had ONE stink'in flashlight left that was small with a red lense... IT WAS BLUE but I bought it anyway thinking... "who gives a damn what color it is" But I knew in the back of my head of denial that it wasn't going to be right because it wasn't black or green...It was the last one left so I friggin took it!! The whole friggin unit is looking for these damn flashlights so this is what I was left with people.... I bring it home and he looks at it and goes "It's blue" ...ahhh, yeah good one Mr. FN Rogers... So, again, wrong flashlight. Day 3 I go to a friggin store that sells Marine Corps kind of stuff and buy a 22 dollar flashlight that is black, small, and has a red lense... if he doesn't like this flashlight I am sure it is small enough for him to stick it up his ass!
This afternoon I counted 5 FN squirrels in the back yard!!
Tomorrow better be a better friggin day...
Keith is getting things ready for his training in the desert in two weeks. He will only be gone for three weeks but damn does he need a lot of crap!! Do you know why I know this? Because I bought all the crap... 130 bucks worth of crap!! Gezzzz... Anyway, for the past three days I have been on a flashlight mission from hell. First I bought one that they sell on base... Keith looks at it and says " I had a piece of crap like that back when I was in bootcamp, I wanted a smaller one"... Okay, day 2 I go to Walmarts thinking they will have a crap load of flashlights because they always carry a crap load of everything... They only had ONE stink'in flashlight left that was small with a red lense... IT WAS BLUE but I bought it anyway thinking... "who gives a damn what color it is" But I knew in the back of my head of denial that it wasn't going to be right because it wasn't black or green...It was the last one left so I friggin took it!! The whole friggin unit is looking for these damn flashlights so this is what I was left with people.... I bring it home and he looks at it and goes "It's blue" ...ahhh, yeah good one Mr. FN Rogers... So, again, wrong flashlight. Day 3 I go to a friggin store that sells Marine Corps kind of stuff and buy a 22 dollar flashlight that is black, small, and has a red lense... if he doesn't like this flashlight I am sure it is small enough for him to stick it up his ass!
This afternoon I counted 5 FN squirrels in the back yard!!
Tomorrow better be a better friggin day...