Wednesday, June 28, 2006

A sigh of relief!!!!!

Yeah, I heard from my love today. I can now go to bed and rest easy knowing that he is okay. Alot is going on here. I am going to be moving, from PA to NC. It is a little sooner than I expected, but I can't complain, I am getting a 4 bdrm house on base with its own school. Awesome, in fact, next week, I hope that I am still hooking up with Dee to sign the lease and scope out the area, and darn the luck for us that there is a beach there. Poohey, what are we two girls going to do. I dont know, drink, be merry and drink. Didd i mention drink? Till later.....but hubby is safe and sound and has already been awarded his purple heart for an injury that he got in April. He is so my hero.

Saturday, June 24, 2006

To Continue On....

Nise and I just got off from a very long conversation.

It was more or less a continuation of our emails, and blogs. About people twisting the bible and my not speaking clearly. Kel wrote: “Perhaps my beef really isn't with what the bible says, but more over how some are allowing it to be interpreted. Perhaps, I just didn't state it correctly before. I guess to say what pisses me off is when men think that they are superior to women and use the bible as a justification.”
Dee responded: “Amen to that, sister! I hear ya, and you're preaching to the choir on that one. I feel the exact same way, and am constantly fighting against it in one form or another.
However, as you pointed out, it's not the Bible, but PEOPLE, that is the the problem. People can take any idea and try to find a verse to distort that will 'support' that idea. It's infuriating.
Don't worry. I really am with you on this one.
And no, I doubt that preacher apologized. And no, nobody walked out. See, that's a Southern thing though. Walking out and raising a fuss would have been rude, and that would have been just as bad as his comments. It's a whole different world down here, and it's taken me a LOT of time to get used to it. The South is the perfect example of the 'flies with honey' analogy.”

Dee and I had quite the chit chat yesterday over this topic. First, funny that I should be one to get a bible discussion started. I didn’t mean to sound like I was against the bible. I am not, but quite simply had to restate what my position was on it, and what I don’t like, which my girl got. Because she knows me, she gets me. That’s why we are cool.

On her post, I read in her post about parenting her teenager, Gret, whom I absolutely love. I have known Gret since before she was 2. I still remember making her ‘little bear’ birthday cake for her second birthday. Gret holds a special, special place in my heart and always will as does Dee. Her 2nd almost teenager, well there was a whole osmosis thing going on there and that is why he has that gorgeous blonde hair and blue eyes. I like being able to tell him that I helped bring him into the world and having the privilege of calling him Mikey. A testament to parenting in an not so overprotective light are my parents. My parents were strict, but not overly strict. I think that I grew up with a pretty good head on my shoulders. I went to public school and my mom forced me to go to Sunday school. I have to admit that I hated it, but as I got older, I started to go to Mass with one of my girlfriends. That I enjoyed, and it was my choice to go, which made it all the better, but I wasn’t Catholic.
I like to say that I understand why Dee home schools her kiddos. Kudos to her, because I couldn’t do it. But I also understand why Gret may want to go to public school. Now as a mother myself, I understand the need to protect our kids from everything and I remember myself growing up. I left my house when I was 17. I had already been sexually active. But, on the other hand, I was 17 when I lost my virginity. I lost my virginity to my high school sweetheart whom I had been dating for about 5 years. He was 19 and we were both virgins. I don’t regret losing my virginity to him at all. It was a decision that I had made to wait until I was almost finished with school, so that if something had happened, I would at least have my high school diploma. I was technically not suppose to date until I was 16, but when my parents met Brett, they liked him and we did lots of things together. Then I joined the Navy and left. Okay, culture shock. I was not ready for what I encountered in boot camp, Florida, or Puerto Rico.
I hated Puerto Rico at first and then I started going out. I did drink down there. I mean I had just turned 18 and what do you know the drinking age was 18. I had good times and bad times there. Puerto Rico was all uphill when I met Dee. I had so much fun down there and I fell in love with Gret. Granted, I did marry an asshole. And he treated me so badly, but I was blind. Okay, bad choice, but great experience. Great experience, kinda of funny word to choose to describe a marriage gone south. I learned so much from that experience and I look back on the choices that I have made in my life and I really don’t regret any of them. I smoked pot for the first time in PR, in the Navy of all things. But I didn’t become a pot head. I wouldn’t ever do anything else. Pot was enough and now I don’t think that you could pay to just sit and smoke some. It’s just not in my plans nor is it in my lifestyles.

I don’t know where my ramblings are taking me other than I guess is what I am trying to say is that, I was raised by parents who did there best and I grew up in a small town. I have made both good and bad choices in my life, but the most important thing is that I learned from them and I there isn’t one thing that I would change about my llife or where it has led me. I wish that for my children and my adopted Clancy crew. I guess that as parents we have to believe that however we guide them, we have to believe that they are going to learn to weigh the consequences and make the right choices. There needs to be a point that when they are still under our guidance that we let them go and live a bit. I think that the best place to make a mistake is when you are at home with your parents there to fall back on.

All I know is that, I have lived a life with much experience and plenty of mistakes or bad choices and I had consequences that I had to face and I think Dee would understand exactly what I am talking about because, she has pretty much been there. I look to Dee as a model of a good mother, because she is phenomenal. I love her children dearly and I hope that my kids live the happy life that her kids do and I know that my kids are happy and I know that we do some things totally opposite. I don’t even know where I was going with this post but it went somewhere. I don’t know if I even make sense. I guess that the jist of the post is that I look up to Dee. She’s right, we are like closer than sisters. I look up to her for a lot of things, probably some that she doesn’t even know about. I adore her kids as though they were my own. I would do anything for them or her as I know she would for me. But essentially, if I hadn’t made that one bad choice ~ i. e. fall for Billy (my 1st hubby) ~ then Dee and I may not have become as close as we are today. I would probably stayed hanging out with the jarheads. Who knows?

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Schoooooool ~ I hafta write an essay

So yeah, for college, I have to write an essay....a persuasive essay...
So what controversial topic do I pick??????? Hmmmmmm, let's see. I have already do the pro choice thing, so there really wasn't anything left there to piss pro lifer's off with. What's one of the most controversial topics in US politics right now? You guessed it~
THE WAR ON IRAQ
And of course, I love to piss people off, so don't even get me started on a 'woman's place' ~ (sorry nise, just wouldn't be able to say that I agree with aspects of the bible that state what a woman can and can't do or should or shouldn't do (maybe I'll never agree with that one ~ that was sooooo before my era) But it's okay, because you know I love to debate things, specially with you.

Anyway, so I choose the 'war on iraq'. Now what to debate, well I guess precisely as to why we should stay? I don't care what the reasons are that we went in. We are there. And we need to finish what we started. When Damian and his friend, Bryan, came home the last time from Iraq, they told me stories that many of us don't get to hear. But one little girl that they told me about sticks in my mind. These guys adored her, and she was about Meg's age or perhaps Kirstin's, but anyway. She was adorable. Big brown eyes. Just beautiful. Well, the Marines started to really take care of her, they would get her shoes and clothes and make sure that she had food. She just really touched their hearts and now these are big bad Marines that we are talking about. Well, I guess what happened was these insurgents these assholes found out that the Marines were doting on this family and not to say that she was the only one or the only family, but they started threatening her family and she had to be whisked away to safety. What the hell? Well, I think to myself, number one, would I want to grow up like that? Hell no, would I want my daughters to grow up like that? Doubly, no. So I look at the bigger picture. It isn't about weapons of mass destruction, it is about the freedom for these little girls that have every right to learn like the little boys. It is about the freedom to be able to speak to whom you want to without being in fear of someone bigger or bullier muscling you around. Granted our country isn't perfect, but it is a heck of a lot better than what they dealt with. So, I hit a personal view. I understand that our boys and gals are over there fighting and that lives are being lost. Granted, I don't want to lose my husband, but if he were to pass fighting for that little girls freedom, I know that he would be happy dieing for a cause that he believes in and one that his family supports. I know that my husband doesn't feel that they are in Iraq for no reason. He gets to see the reasons everyday that he is there. This is what we don't see. I wonder what it was like during the Civil War....hmmm wonder if some types of the same 'oppositions' were going on. Now I know that these are 2 totally different wars, but where we would be today if lives weren't lost. Under England's rule, no thank you.


I promise to keep you more up to date as my essay enfolds. I will be looking forward to the critiques....I should get an 'A' even if I piss everyone off.

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

What a spouse has to Deal with??

My husband is currently in Iraq. I try very very hard not to watch the news. But sometimes it just makes it way into your life....hence recent headlines,

Two Missing U.S. Soldiers Found Dead in Iraq
Bodies Show Signs of Torture and 'Barbaric' Killing

It really sucks, especially when you haven't heard from your man in about 4 days. I send him an email everyday, letting him know that I am thinking of him and waiting for his email that tells me that I am being silly and not to worry about him. I like those emails, it means that everything is okay. I am sitting here waiting for that email now...how long will I have to wait is the killer. Sometimes this job really sucks and i don't mean damians...being a military spouse sucks, especially in wartime. I really can't stand those spouses that leave their husbands because of the job. I mean what happened to stick by your man? And it isn't like you didn't know that they were in the military when you met them, married them. Women!

Monday, June 19, 2006

The Hussy tries to return!

Okay, so background info...
My Husband cheated on me with a chick. Let's just say that I was mighty pissed off when I found out. Since my husband and I have decided to work things out and he realizes that he really screwed up. Well, I have become quite nifty in getting into his accounts and yadda yadda yadda. So Damian had set up a my space account and I just happened to check it out...who da ya think was seeing where he was? Rather than go off on her, I decided to have a little fun. She wanted to know if 'she' knew about the account. Who do you think that she was? Me of course...I told her no and then created an account for email, just for Damian. She just couldn't understand why everything happened and then accused him of never leaving and now she is wondering if I (Damian) was ever going to leave Kelly at all. Stupid bitch! I think that the worse part is that she really isn't that cute. I mean she has a skeletor forehead. What the hey! She may have been thinner at the time, but our son was only 4 or 5 months old. Holy heck? The nerve of this chick. She did say nice things about me, so I couldn't be too too mean. I just told her to butt out and leave us alone. SHould I get mean? What do you all think?

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Welcome to Temptation aka Millville

Okay, WTT wasn't all to me that everyone seemed to rave about. It just had tooo much hype to live up too. My fave would have to be Bet Me thus far....but WTT wasn't soooooo soooo bad...I don't know, it wasn't bad, but it didn't captivate me the way the other ones did....I don't know, it did remind me a lot of my hometown Millville, less the watertower but the lights are definitely a topic...

IS THIS GOOD OR BAD???

You Are 90% Boyish and 10% Girlish

You have a tough exterior - and usually a tough interior to match it.

You're no nonsense, logical, and very assertive.

Sometimes you can't understand women at all, even if you're a woman yourself.

You see things rationally, and don't like to let your emotions get the best of you.

Saturday, June 10, 2006

And here's the curve ball!

Just finally got an email from my man yesterday~
I have been looking forward to moving to SC with my hubby when he returned from Iraq. I have been looking into base housing. Getting ready and having it all planned out for the girls with school and then:

BAMMMMMMMMM!
"I dont know if i told you rthis allready if not sorry. There is a 70 % channe they are not approving my drill field request and IM going to be on the next MEU. SO start looking at base housing on lejeune and if that goes through you can move down whenever you want because there will be no need to wait for DI school. THe SgtMaj of the Marine Corps says that he doesn't want SNCO's to spend any less than 3 years or 3 deployments in the fleet, that is the reason. I still have one angle to try but it doesnt look good."

This really sucks, I hate Jacksonville, but I did like Moorehead City and Wilmington, But I don't know if that will be toooooo far for D to travel. I hope not. Nic~ is in Wilmington so that would be coool. Nic is a totally different story of how I met her. Well I haven't actually met her yet, but I like her. I caught her emailing Damian on his deployment, but now we are friends, they are just friends. It is weird. But back to the situation, now I have to look at going to NC by myself, cause Damian doesn't get back until Oct and the girls start school in Sept. AAAAAGHHHHHH!

The Marines and the curveballs....gotta love em! Life with the Marines ~ it's definitely interesting.

Thursday, June 08, 2006

A girl's first time

I had to share this:

It's your first time. As you lie back your
muscles tighten. You put him
off for a while searching for an excuse, but he
refuses to be swayed as he
approaches you. He asks if you're afraid and you
shake your head bravely.
He has had more experience, but it's the first
time his finger has found
the right place. He probes deeply and you shiver;
your body tenses; but
he's gentle like he promised he'd be. He looks
deeply within your eyes
and tells you to trust him - he's done this many
times before. His cool
smile relaxes you and you open wider to give him
;more room for an easy
entrance.You begin to plead and beg him to hurry,
but he slowly takes his
time, wanting to cause you as little pain as
possible. As he presses
;closer, going deeper, you feel the tissue give
way; pain surges throughout
your body and you feel the slight trickle of
blood as he continues. He
looks at you concerned and asks you if it's too
painful.Your eyes are
filled with tears but you shake your head and nod
for him to go on. He
begins going in and out with skill but you are
now too numb to feel him
within you. After a few moments, you feel
something bursting within you and
he pulls it out of you, you lay panting, glad to
have it over. He looks
at you and smiling warmly, tells you, with a
chuckle; that you have been
his most stubborn yet most rewarding experience.
You smile and thank your
dentist. After all,it was your first time to have
a tooth pulled.
Naughty, !
What were you thinkin' ?
YOU BIG FREAK!I know what you were thinking! !

Friday, June 02, 2006

More Deployment Woes

I got several letters yesterday from my Marine. I feel so bad for him there. I do my best to send him comforts from home. When he went the first time, I had our whole community involved in sending the platoon goodies from home. Now it is all that I can do to send him at least one package every 3 weeks or so. I know that he looks forward to them and I know that he is the type of leader that gives it all to his boys first. He is a really good Marine, he is promising to be a better husband and I am willing to give him that chance.

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Men~

You know I go away for a weekend and don't email my hubby one day and the next thing you know he is upset with me. But yet, I don't get upset with him if he doesn't email me. I get worried but not upset. So I found a little something about men...not to say that we will ever understand them. I am not sure they will ever make sense.

MAN'S ANSWERS TO EVERY QUESTION A WOMAN EVER ASKS

1. WHY ARE MEN SUCH JERKS?
It's a testosterone thing. Much similar to your PMS thing, we men suffer from testosterone poisoning. Why do you think the average life span of a male is typically 10 years shorter (and it's not just from all the bitching and nagging we have to endure)? Hormone modifies behavior. We're just misunderstood.

2. WHY DO MEN ALWAYS HAVE TO OGLE AT OTHER WOMEN?
Again, this is a testosterone thing. Do you honestly think that all the testosterone just fell out of our bodies the moment we met you? Besides, women do it as well. Women are just much better at not getting caught. I'm fairly certain it's some sort of photographic memory deal. Women take one quick look and memorize it for later reference. Since men lack this ability, we try to burn it into our memory by staring as much as we can.

3. WHY DO MEN ALWAYS TOUCH THEMSELVES, ESPECIALLY IN PUBLIC?
We occasionally need to adjust our little friend and make him happy. It's much like adjusting your bra. Being in public is just an added bonus.

4. WHY DO MEN ALWAYS SAY SUCH STUPID THINGS?
We like to. It's actually a whole lot of fun to see our partner frustrated by a few simple (and well-chosen) words.

5. WHY ARE MEN SO UNCOMMUNICATIVE?
You'd learn to keep your big mouth shut too if every time you open it you get into trouble with your partner.

6. WHY DO MEN HAVE TO ACT LIKE SUCH RETARDS?
Well, we don't actually have to; we do it because we enjoy it. It's the old fashioned pride in a job well done that's missing in so much of the world nowadays.

7. WHY CAN'T MEN JUST SHARE THEIR FEELINGS?
Do we look like women to you? Why is it so hard to understand that men and women are different? How are we supposed to share how we feel when we have no idea how we feel? Unless we're experiencing some extreme emotion like rage, hatred, disgust, or a brick on our foot, we have no idea how we feel. Personally, I get a headache whenever I try to figure out how I feel.

8. WHY CAN'T MEN CUDDLE MORE (I.E. LIE DOWN AND HUG)?
Please... How many hours do you think there is in a day? We oblige you as much as we can, but who the hell (besides women) can stand lying around for hours on end?
We men... Men hunters... Need go roam... Starve in cave... Must go find wildebeest... Now sitting on our asses for hours on end on the other hand is a whole other story.

9. HOW CAN MEN SIT ON THEIR ASSES ALL DAY WITHOUT MOVING?
Men have very powerful sets of sitting muscles developed by evolution that enable us to sit for extended periods of time without getting tired. In prehistoric times, it was often necessary to sit in one spot for extended periods of time while hunting for prey. The more successful hunters were able to sit very still for very extended periods of time thereby passing on this ability to their progeny. The fidgety types were all gobbled up by saber toothed tigers etc. The end result is that almost all modern men are born with this innate ability.

10. WHY CAN'T MEN JUST SAY, "I LOVE YOU?"
Men are taught from a tender young age to be self-sufficient. To say that we love you is equivalent to saying that we need you. Most men consider that a character fault. It's not easy to admit to one's own character faults.

11. WHY DO MEN SAY "I LOVE YOU" WHEN THEY HARDLY KNOW ME?
Ho, Ho, Ho... Aren't you special? Well, some men think it's a sure-fire way to get into your pants. Surprisingly, it actually still works quite well.

12. WHY DOESN'T MY PARTNER EVER ANSWER ME?
We just simply don't have the energy to answer every single one of your questions. If we think we do not have the answer, or that you will not like the answer, we simply remain quiet and save the energy for other things.

13. WHY WON'T MEN EVER PICK UP AFTER THEMSELVES?
Why should we? It doesn't really bother us that much. Besides, we know damn well you'll pick it up.

14. WHAT'S WITH ALL THE BELCHING AND FARTING?
This usually only occurs after months of courting. It's our way to let you know that we're comfortable with you. Believe it or not, it's actually a sign of affection. Besides, holding it for extended periods of time gives us stomach cramps.

15. WHY DO MEN HATE SHOPPING?
It's an evolutionary thing. Men hunt. Women gather. We just want to go out, kill it, and bring it back. Who wants to spend hours and hours to look at things we have no intention of killing? Err... buying?