Friday, July 24, 2009

Empty Promises....

I promised to blog in more detail about my trip to Misery and never did. I don't even know what to tell the bloggyworld about the trip. I told you that I decided at the last minute to go, which I did. It was supposed to be a week long trip. It ended up being almost 3 weeks! (WHOA!) I just looked at the calendar...ladies did you realize I was there that long? Anyway...we did lots of shopping. I got THE DRESS that I am wearing to pick up the Husband from the airport (more on that later). I bought so much stuff that I thought I would have to leave the toddler in Misery to get it all home. Amber didn't seem thrilled with this thought.

I bought a fishing license and a fishing pole. A really cool pole that made Michelle jealous. MY pole came with a little bag and a little tacklebox of sorts. It comes apart in three or four sections and fits into its own little bag. Too bad that I can't get the ridiculous thing apart! We fished several times. We fished at night. In the dark. Returning home at midnight. Good times! On the trip returning home at midnight, I got a message from the Husband wondering just where I could be at that hour. The response of fishing was laughed at.

We did alot of preparing for homecoming, as I mentioned before. Since I had never experienced an Army homecoming like this, I was thrilled to experience it not once, but twice. I remember being a kid and waiting at the pier for my father's ship to pull in. This is nothing like that. Maybe because I am an adult that is married to a soldier that is far away playing in the sand or...who knows why. It was a wonderful experience that I am so thrilled I was able to have. Thanks to the Misery girls for inviting me to visit and forcing me to stay! I met their husbands and was able to put a face with all of the great stories I have about them.

I have, of course, returned home. DQ has not yet returned from her summer with her father so it it just the Toddler and I. I got news almost a week ago that my husband would be home for his R&R at the beginning of August. I can not begin to explain how completely ecstatic I am about this. I also am having all kinds of other crazy emotions. I am nervous. I am almost even scared. This man I married, he's been gone for far too long. How much has he changed? How much have I? I am so afraid that it will be like two strangers meeting for the first time. I sure hope not. I have asked a friend about this and learned that she never had these I the only one ever? I also worry about after he leaves again. I don't want to be the person that I was back in February and March. So many emotions so little time.

And family has received some bad news in the last week as well. My grandmother, whom is 75, has been diagnosed told that she has many lesions, tumors, spots consistent with a very aggressive cancer. I can't technically say diagnosed until after she sees the oncologist, I suppose, but the doctors are pretty certain. The prognosis seems grim considering and I ask that you keep my Grandmother and the rest of my family in your thoughts as we all come to terms with this.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

To the Unknown Driver of the Blue Car

Dear driver:

I saw you driving down I35 south, just south of Oklahoma City at about 4:45 this afternoon. I wanted to say a HUGE thanks to you. It seems that you and I have a pet peeve in common; those that choose to wait until the very last second to merge when their lane ends. I was a couple of cars behind you when I saw you get into the left lane, the lane that ended in less than two miles, the lane that had people zooming by only to cause a huge bottleneck at the end. At first, I must admit, I thought to myself, what a freaking jackass! But THEN!!!! Then, you slowed down and stopped all those people zooming by. I did see the one guy that passed you in the emergency lane. I am glad you then decided to straddle the lanes so that no one else got passed.

It gave me quite the laugh when people behind you were honking and cursing and even working their way across traffic to get two lanes over and stop and flip you off. It made me giggle. Perhaps they should learn that waiting until the.last.second only makes traffic much, much worse.

Thanks for making that traffic a little more entertaining and a lot more bearable for those few minutes. It made my day in this horrible trip home.

Monday, July 6, 2009


Just a really fast update....

I am still in Missouri. I like it here. There are crazy people like me here. I fit in.

My wonderful friends here invited (or forced a little) me to stay and attend THE homecoming ceremony. Their families are now whole again and I am so glad to have been a part of it.

I am heading home tomorrow, so beware middle of nowhere Oklahoma!!

I will post the craziness and the millions of pics soon!