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Okay, I know I have been out of the Loop.... I guess you could say I have been a little Loopy lately. Things have been piling up.... Ophelia came and made my yard a nice pile of Shit. Joy, just what I need added on the my normal pile of crap. So, I have been trying to pick it up... Not so easy my friends with a 1.5 year old. My yard still looks like White Trash... I am seriously condsidering calling a professional today and just be done with it. I just can't get enough time under my belt to be out there with Emily... Never mind that after I finally get all the cleaning done I still have to mow and weed wack. Yes, yes, people, I am happy to have a house, I know the results from Katrina, I am thankful.... just overwhelmed.
Besides that Emily is driving me insane, really she is. She has become a trantrum throwing demon. I can't go anywhere with her without her throwing her fit from hell. The problem is I KNOW what she wants... she wants to get down, out of her stroller and walk like a big girl. No problem if I were in a Mall but when I need groceries I can't be chasing her around. And to all you people that suddenly had a big lighbulb moment...NO, I can't leave her with anyone to do what I have to do. Let's see, my husband is in Iraq, and I live alone on base with no family around me at all. My nearest friend is an hour away and I am not going to ask her to come here or go there just to get some damn groceries. As you can see, I am in another wonderful mood people. I swear, it justs keeps getting better....I am like a time bomb waiting to go off... Tick Tick... I have gritted through my teeth numerous times now to the dogs that the creature will be enjoying two nice healthy fat snacks shortly if they don't get their asses in gear and start listening to me as well.
I don't even know how to handle Emmy. Is it her teeth, is it because her father is gone... or is it she is just a daughter testing her mother? I have not a clue. She is too young to comprehend a "Time Out" ... Spanking is pointless... What the hell do I do? She tests everything I say, she is a temper tantrum demon, she whines and cries all damn day... I do know that she only does the Drama Queen whining for my benefit... Why, I don't know but she does. I think she enjoys it... Yeah, lucky me.
I think that when Keith gets back from his 7 month tour in Iraq that I will spend some nice quality time with him and then I will go for a 7 month tour... LOL Okay, maybe not in Iraq but maybe in a looney bin.
So, sorry Blogger babes that I haven't been reading your Blogs, I will catch, promise. I haven't forgotten about you, just kind of put you on the back burner.
Okay, feeling better, a little. Seriously, I am doing better, just had a set back with the storm and now I have to figure out how and when I am going to be able to fix it all. I really think Emmy is having a hard time adjusting to her Daddy being gone and I am trying to figure out to handle it. I don't know how the brain of a 1.5 year old works,plus I think she is starting her terrible twos early because of everything. Never mind her molars might be trying to come through. I feel bad for her but she is taking everything out on me and it is exhausting, for both of us. On top of everything else there is still Keith and worrying about him, missing him, and feeling like I am letting him down. I also feel like I am constantley bitching, which of course I am.
Anyway, I have to go and do the Mom thing and figure out what I am going to do about this yard. Cya people....
Update... Well, I tried calling a Lawn Service and it didn't work out.... so then Elaine said "Why don't you call that boy who mowed your lawn while you were in NY and see how much he would do it for" Good Thing Elaine is here and she still has a brain that is working. So, I call and he is willing to do everything for ummmm, 18 bucks!!! Holy Crap! So, he is coming over tomorrow to take care of everything. Now because I don't think he understands how much work he is going to be doing I am going to give him more, I don't want to take advantage of the poor kid. Ya know what I mean? So anyway, that is a load off of my shoulders and less blisters on my hands....
And Keith called me this morning and sent me a really sweet Email. So, I am doing much much better. I feel semi-normal again. Thank you so much Keith for taking care of me even while in being in Hell. I am sorry I am a crazy person, I hope I am not added stress to your daily life. I am doing better though just by hearing your voice and knowing that you are okay. Thank you for saying just the right words that I need to hear to get back on track, thank you for knowing me the way that you do. It is nice to know that during the past 11 years that you have come to know me so well and know exactly how to handle me!! LOL I love you and miss you..... I am so proud of you and proud to be your wife. I hope during the next 6 months I can make you proud as well.....
Besides that Emily is driving me insane, really she is. She has become a trantrum throwing demon. I can't go anywhere with her without her throwing her fit from hell. The problem is I KNOW what she wants... she wants to get down, out of her stroller and walk like a big girl. No problem if I were in a Mall but when I need groceries I can't be chasing her around. And to all you people that suddenly had a big lighbulb moment...NO, I can't leave her with anyone to do what I have to do. Let's see, my husband is in Iraq, and I live alone on base with no family around me at all. My nearest friend is an hour away and I am not going to ask her to come here or go there just to get some damn groceries. As you can see, I am in another wonderful mood people. I swear, it justs keeps getting better....I am like a time bomb waiting to go off... Tick Tick... I have gritted through my teeth numerous times now to the dogs that the creature will be enjoying two nice healthy fat snacks shortly if they don't get their asses in gear and start listening to me as well.
I don't even know how to handle Emmy. Is it her teeth, is it because her father is gone... or is it she is just a daughter testing her mother? I have not a clue. She is too young to comprehend a "Time Out" ... Spanking is pointless... What the hell do I do? She tests everything I say, she is a temper tantrum demon, she whines and cries all damn day... I do know that she only does the Drama Queen whining for my benefit... Why, I don't know but she does. I think she enjoys it... Yeah, lucky me.
I think that when Keith gets back from his 7 month tour in Iraq that I will spend some nice quality time with him and then I will go for a 7 month tour... LOL Okay, maybe not in Iraq but maybe in a looney bin.
So, sorry Blogger babes that I haven't been reading your Blogs, I will catch, promise. I haven't forgotten about you, just kind of put you on the back burner.
Okay, feeling better, a little. Seriously, I am doing better, just had a set back with the storm and now I have to figure out how and when I am going to be able to fix it all. I really think Emmy is having a hard time adjusting to her Daddy being gone and I am trying to figure out to handle it. I don't know how the brain of a 1.5 year old works,plus I think she is starting her terrible twos early because of everything. Never mind her molars might be trying to come through. I feel bad for her but she is taking everything out on me and it is exhausting, for both of us. On top of everything else there is still Keith and worrying about him, missing him, and feeling like I am letting him down. I also feel like I am constantley bitching, which of course I am.
Anyway, I have to go and do the Mom thing and figure out what I am going to do about this yard. Cya people....
Update... Well, I tried calling a Lawn Service and it didn't work out.... so then Elaine said "Why don't you call that boy who mowed your lawn while you were in NY and see how much he would do it for" Good Thing Elaine is here and she still has a brain that is working. So, I call and he is willing to do everything for ummmm, 18 bucks!!! Holy Crap! So, he is coming over tomorrow to take care of everything. Now because I don't think he understands how much work he is going to be doing I am going to give him more, I don't want to take advantage of the poor kid. Ya know what I mean? So anyway, that is a load off of my shoulders and less blisters on my hands....
And Keith called me this morning and sent me a really sweet Email. So, I am doing much much better. I feel semi-normal again. Thank you so much Keith for taking care of me even while in being in Hell. I am sorry I am a crazy person, I hope I am not added stress to your daily life. I am doing better though just by hearing your voice and knowing that you are okay. Thank you for saying just the right words that I need to hear to get back on track, thank you for knowing me the way that you do. It is nice to know that during the past 11 years that you have come to know me so well and know exactly how to handle me!! LOL I love you and miss you..... I am so proud of you and proud to be your wife. I hope during the next 6 months I can make you proud as well.....