Sunday, May 3, 2009

The Horrible Boppy

I have never had a bad experience buying things from Fort Campbell Yard Sales. I have some absolutely STUPID people buy from me, but I have never been screwed. Well this woman advertised a Boppy (the U-shaped pillow you can use for breastfeeding or lay your bigger baby in to drink their bottle). Her description said "hardly used, brand-new condition" and she was asking $10. That's a little steep for a used Boppy (they are $30 new), but I figured what the heck, if it's like new then I'll get it, saves me $20. WRONG. She lives about 15 miles away and met me outside of gate 4, I handed her husband (who was smoking) the $10 and took the Boppy. The part that was hanging out of the bag looked nice and round and fluffy, so I didn't bother pulling it out and inspecting it. WELL, I got it in the car and I could smell the stale smoke on the Boppy, then when I took it out of the bag, the one side was fluffed, but the rest was flat as a pancake!!! This Boppy looked like it had been rode hard and put away wet. I was so pissed off, I got home and immediately washed and dried it, then fluffed the heck out of that stupid thing. Now it is round again, but lumpy as ever. I am so mad. And of COURSE, the first thing Randy did when I put him in it was throw up all over it. This Boppy is cursed.


Saturday, May 2, 2009


I haven't posted in a while because I had to go in on Tuesday to have two wisdom teeth removed. I got dry socket in the bottom one, and had to go AGAIN to the surgeon to get more painkillers and get it packed. The clove oil/antibiotic pad they shoved in there tastes NASTY, all the food and drinks I consume are tainted with the flavor of yuck. Enough whining.

I somehow managed to pull off a B in my history class, which is good, but I have such high expectations of myself and it was disappointing. I am confident I will get an A in psychology, I have such a passion for learning in that class so it's easy to pull off good grades. Having a rockin' professor doesn't hurt either!

Life is good. Dole comes home in 12 days, so I am busy getting ready for his return! I went and got him some goodies for him, and ditched all his old socks, white T's, boxers, etc and replenished them with fresh ones. I got him this awesome pair of Oakley's too, but he picked them out so it's not much of a surprise. I never know if he reads this or not, so I will keep everything else a surprise.

Mother's day is soon approaching, and he wanted some money to get me stuff. That's all fine and dandy, but I told him to wait until he comes home to spoil me, since I would rather have him here to see my reaction. It's not as special without him here, and we have gone through so many holidays without him for the past 15 months, so it is time to save one to enjoy with him this time.

My mom's health is worrying me, she has a couple issues that are very concerning. She is having problems dealing with being perimenopausal, stomach issues that have yet to be resolved, and now a growth in her right hand that needs to be removed. Being that she is an artist and a teacher...and right-handed, it is going to be a difficult recovery for her. If you know anything at all about my mother, you know she doesn't miss a beat. She just hasn't been herself, and I am very concerned.

My grandfather has been having issues with the heat, and had a form of heat exhaustion combined with an infection. He seemed to be doing better when I talked to them this morning, but I am still scared since he is going to be 81 this fall. My grandmother is STILL recovering from her knee replacement back in November, and it has been a long hard road for her. The thing that bothers me most is that I am 1,000 miles away from my family, and it is crushing me that I can't help them. Not that there is much that I can do with the two kids, but to at least SEE them would comfort me some.

I have to just give it to God, he has a plan for all of us, and whatever that may be I have to come to terms with it. Worrying doesn't solve anything, but prayer helps!

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Stress, Stress, and more stress...

It's late, I have to get some rest, but I need to blog. Surgery for my wisdom teeth is on Tuesday morning, and I have quite a bit of school work due right after that so I am rushing to get it all done by Monday night. FUN. Not so bad for my psychology class, but the history class...I will be the best feeling in the world when I submit my final exam. That means it's OVER. I think I can manage to pull off a B, but that rots since I have worked so darn hard but my teacher doesn't explain anything! He gives us questions to answer, but doesn't tell us how long the response should be...when I emailed him to ask, he didn't get back to me until AFTER I had to submit it. For a class that only has 3 exams for the whole term, it ROTS when you get a 75% on the first one! I got an 85% on the next one, and hopefully this one will be about the same. Ugh.

So on a brighter note, even though I am cramming for school, I have made it a priority to see my girlfriends too. Today I went to Hannah's so the kids could play for a bit, then off to Amanda & Patrick's (after transplanting some flowers Hannah gave me!) for a BBQ...then I swung by Anita's to say hi real quick and they invited me to stay for a bit. The kids were amazing, and we had such a great time! This morning on the webcam Randy waved to his daddy...the first time he ever waved! He also clapped his hands for the first time! All in front of his daddy :)

Tomorrow is church, then hanging with my Hannah...then off to a birthday party for our friend's son (we knew them from NY, the husband was in our old unit & just got stationed here)...then off to Anita's for a BBQ/party thing. Her hubby got back a little over two weeks ago and I got to seem him tonight. If only mine could come home now...

Monday, April 20, 2009

Holy Crap, A Nap!!!

Randy was super cranky today, and napping was apparently not on his agenda. He gave me hell all day, so finally I decided to sit on the couch and watch some CSI, and rocked him to sleep in my arms. For the next 2 hours, the 25-lb sack of potatoes laid on my chest and napped!!! Of course I fell asleep, which was incredible since naps are so rare for me.

Shawn is coming back tonight, he should be here soon so I am going to make breakfast for dinner. I don't feel like eating dinner I think my beer batter pancakes, thick cut bacon and omelettes will have to do. I am starving.

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Second Attempt

I was going to write my blog, but discovered I didn't have very many nice things to say first thing this morning (due to a certain minor events that did not particularly involve me, but hurt my feelings nonetheless). So I stuck to the old saying, "If you don't have anything nice to say don't say anything at all."

Today was uneventful, except that I got to see my Hannah after TWO WHOLE WEEKS!!! We both agreed that we didn't realize how much we missed each other until we hung out again. We have so much fun together, and I think it possibly has something to do with the fact that we are equally insane. The three bigger kids were running around the living room yelling while Abby was sleeping in her car seat, and we were attempting to keep them in Alanna's room while we cooked. All Hannah could do was sit on the footstool and giggle every time I ran out to shoo them back into Alanna's room. What a pair we make! You would be amazed how well we cope with 5 kids in the house, ages 7 mos, 8 mos, two 4 year olds and a 5 year old!!!

This evening brings me to something in my developmental psychology book:

Expressive tie: a social link formed when we invest ourselves in and commit ourselves to another person (i.e. friends, family, lovers) Through association with people who are meaningful to us, we gain a sense of security, love, acceptance, companionship, and personal worth.

Primary relationships: social interactions that rest on expressive ties, we view these relationships as ends in themselves, valuing in their own right. These relationships tend to be personal, intimate, and cohesive.

I love my friends, each and every one of them. They give me strength and words of encouragement when I think I absolutely cannot make it through one more day. For them I am ever grateful.

On a side note, I LOVE my psychology professor. She is an amazing woman, and I have gained so much from taking her classes (I took her class last semester too), both academically and personally. She is so encouraging in many ways, and I think that getting her for some of my first college classes has made such a lasting impression. Now only if my history teacher would work on his game a little...

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Crazies on Campbell!!! (YES, MORE of them!)

Soooo, on Thursday I had some friends over and we let the kids go outside to play. Within a few minutes some bigger girl (about 7-8 years old) pushed Alanna off the merry-go-round into this stinky stagnant mud puddle and KICKED my baby girl!!! She had mud EVERYWHERE, in her hair, her mouth, her eyes, her get the point. So this little girl started coming towards me (she was about 50 yards away) and saying "She was...", and I yelled "STOP, I saw the whole thing, do NOT come near my daughter, you have done enough damage, I have a good mind to go find your mother".

The little girl runs home, I get Alanna in the house and my friend Amanda starts to clean her up for me. I went across the playground to get Kaylei (Amanda's daughter), and about 5 other kids started telling me what happened and I told them I saw it, but thanked them for letting me know. Well, as I am walking Kaylei back this woman comes flying out of her house screaming every cuss word in the book in front of all the neighborhood kids...threatening me for yelling at her daughter. I said something about white trash, told her she was inappropriate for cussing in front children, I see where her daughter got her manners, etc.

I called the MP's to report it, and the one guy took my statement (just in case this woman tried anything in the future), and the her kids can't go to our playground anymore. Well there were 2 other MP's going in and out of my house, and my kitchen doorway is right next to my front door, and they were standing in my kitchen where I couldn't see them.

Well, I go to take my Vicodan (I have 2 wisdom teeth that are scheduled for surgery on the 28th...I am in excruciating pain until then)...and they whole bottle is GONE...just GONE. The people that were in my house that day had been in my house every single day since I got my pills, so I highly doubt they took them. Not only that, but these people are the furthest thing from dirt bags, I don't hang out with slime (anymore lol). Not only that, one is breastfeeding, the other one my husband and I consider family and it's not even a question that he would have done it, and the other person divorced her ex husband because he was heavy into drugs, especially pills. It's not just unlikely that any of these people would have taken them, but it's damn near impossible. BUT I know for a fact that the MP's here have been investigated previously for drugs, AND I have heard first-hand stories of people doing drugs WITH the MP's. SO when my Vicodan went missing, it was OBVIOUS who did it.

Needless to say, I had no painkillers so I went to bed in horrible pain and slept like garbage. I went the next morning and filled my new script so I am not totally screwed, but I am so furious that the people you are supposed to TRUST in your home STEAL from you. Oh I am furious.

BUT the reason I haven't been blogging much is because of school. I got 100 out of 100 points on my 10 page paper, 10 out of 10 points on my 3 page paper, and an 85 on my history exam which was 30 paragraph essays. Yay!!!

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Life is rough

The tail end of this deployment is creating a lot of stress, with school and everything I am just wiped. The good news is that we have less than a month until Dole comes home so I hope everything falls into place well. School is supposed to end around the 6th I think, so by the time he comes home the stress of school will be over!