Sunday, April 26, 2009
Is it Prego or Preggers?
so lets see my tally of Prego things this week:
wanting to hurl: 20
actually vomiting:0
crying at commercials: 4
snapping at the work who didn't get my order right at Wendy's:1
going back to bed after a shower:5
getting up in the middle of the night to pee:15
looking at my belly and butt to see which is getting bigger faster: 7
I got a "wonderful" [insert sarcastic tone] email from my ex about the boys and other drams fill topics but in midst of all mean and hateful things he said NOTHING bothered me EXCEPT he made a comment of me getting fat...... now first off I have been 119 for many yrs now but the fact that my Pregnant behind is inevitable going to gain weight; that really bothered me. I can't stop thinking about it " I'm going to get fat" DAMN IT!! I don't want to be one of those woman who gain a number of lbs and look like they should have a [WIDE LOAD] sign attached to my back side. This is what is frightening me the most of this pregnancy- not the fact my husband will be at sea for the next 3 months or that I M/S just a few months back but its me gaining weight.
I suppose I will learn to deal
Monday, April 20, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
the dreaded cause of this life
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my Blogging has been in recession for a few, but there seems to be a slight rise in activity there is an estimate for serious writing for the next few months.
The CAUSE?
are you ready?....
here it is......
the nasty 10 letter word.....
In all seriousness I will be lonely for my husband and am in high hopes life here in Wa will get better then it is right now. the boys will be wondering where Daddy is - I can see it now
" mommy where daddy is?" " daddy wokrin?" " I wand DAAAAADDY!" *Smiles " Daddy!" (at the sight of a man who resembles my husband). it's going to be those times that my mind will wander in loneliness that will curdle those nights in darken moments.
we give up our family time,our husbands and wives, those memories we create during the years all for YOUR and MY freedom. I am proud of my husband for serving this country and having such a drive to want to do those things many would never imagine of doing.
I LOVE YOU BABE AND WILL MISS YOU MORE THEN YOU KNOW
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
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Ready….. Set….. GO!!
Welcome to the training event, where you will see raging hysterics, parental desperation and the up’s and downs of Potty Training. We decided to start potty training Connor this month thinking he is/was ready. Short synopsis:
Me: “Connor, do you have to potty?”
Connor: “No pee pee!!”
Me: “are you sure?“
Connor: “NO!”
*I pick him up going towards the bathroom
Connor: “NOOOOOO mamma! NOOOOOOOO pee pee NOOOOOOO!!!!!”
*sigh
Finally gets him on the toilet
Me: “see was that bad? Just relax”
Connor: …………………………
10 seconds later…………………….
Connor: “all done”
Really?............ This kids thinks I’m gonna fall for that “I’m done” trick?! HA! I’ll show him!!!
*brings in cars, dinosaurs and stickers and starts to play and bribe him… because we all know Bribing is the best way to go
After many screams and no success on the toilet this time, we carry on forth with smelly underwear and vinyl covers hoping and praying he will want to be in clean dry underwear rather than wallowing in his mire..
when will this stubbornness end?
the Main Cover Letter
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Dear Prospective Employer,
I am writing to you desperate, defeated, depleted of resources... but certainly i must be the best applicant for this job. I'm smart, sassy, and cynical -- isn't that what you're looking for in your newest employee? I don't kiss ass, kick ass or take many names; i just plod along, show up on time, believe in good causes and dream about more than what's inside the corporate sphere.
I sneeze repeatedly when i'm at work. I tell myself it's because i'm allergic to working indoors, not allergic to the tasks that i toil at each day. I don't take many sick days but when i do it's usually because my children are sick, or sick of me being away from him five days a week.
I went to school for the socially-acceptable number of years. Then i circled the globe a couple times. Then i went to school some more. I daydream about the times when i was happiest -- inside the four walls of an institution of higher learning and not out here, where it's impossible to please everyone you are supposed to please, or even know how you are supposed to please them. I am beginning to believe success has nothing to do with what you've done. It has more to do with who likes you on first glance.
So will you let me stand before you -- so you can decide whether you like me at first glance? Will you allow me to shake your confident paw with my cold, scared, shaky one? Will you allow me to come to your place of business, so you may look at the slight wrinkle in my out-of-date suit, listen to the sad clap of my too-big shoes, remark upon the earrings that look slightly hippieish? Will you allow me to tell you why i deserve this job, more than the hundred other desperate denizens of this city, who are sending you a cover letter on this day?
Will you?
Regards,
One of Many
www.nicolevulcan.blogspot.com
check out her blogs
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
A Milspouses Career...left on hold?
I have many aspirations that I intend to complete, and I know Gene will be very supportive for whatever I choose. I worked for a multi portfolio company in Property Management and was envious of my co workers that were landing better positions within our company or others, which was my goal at that time. However, being a Navy wife, I had to put those needs aside b/c we had to move…. across the country… in a couple of months. There was no way for me to start working in my field for that short duration. Some might resent the situation but not me. I decided when I married him that he was more important than any job I could have. That didn’t mean I’d give up on my dreams, I’d just have to find a way to make them happen a little harder. Now with having the 2 boys, finding a job that makes enough money to pay for daycare is a different story. Back in Georgia (we’re we just moved from) I made more than enough to cover daycare along with many other bills. Not many milspouses get that lucky or have those opportunities. Since we’ve been in our current location, I’ve not been able to find an opportunity like I had in the south. We have been fortunate that my husband has been able to support us all on his meager E-5 salary.
Depending on your spouse’s job and the potential frequencies of moving, it can be very challenging to have a career and work in that career field. It is possible but you have to work at it and be flexible. My specialization narrows those opportunities a bit. We’ve been lucky b/c Gene’s job to this point at least has offered choices of billets to a certain extent and we’ve been able to pick places where he’s likely to be able to remain for longer periods of time. Many others don’t have those options. You are more or less pulled by the puppet strings that our government controls.
Anyway, Pamela pointed out some realities of being a military wife. We often are at the mercy of our husband’s job appointments and schedules and don’t always have the ability to be gainfully employed in our career fields. I’ve been lucky thus far but I may not always be. I do appreciate that he considers my needs, however, as much as he can when choosing orders. He knows I had a life and career aspirations well before he came into my life and he respects that which means the world to me.
For those spouses that wonder how to make it happen, you can make it happen. It just might require some thinking outside the box and diligence. Lord knows I’m doing my far share of legwork.
Monday, February 23, 2009
The Hottie w/ a Body
I got married back in November. I was the writer of being a single parent and serial dater. I know that a lot of you advised against marriage, and while I appreciate the advice, I didn't listen. I am very happy with the decision we made, and I love our new life together. Even though we are still poor college bound student and military man, we are doing very well and are looking forward to our future together.
Come Monday, we'll have been married a little over four months. In these past two months, I have noticed a rise in the amount of attention my husband has been getting from members of the opposite sex. While it didn't bother me at first, it's becoming increasingly annoying to hear of the many girls who try to flirt with him on a daily basis. My husband is a very attractive man, so it's no surprise that women notice him, but he was not getting this much attention before our vows. Given the chance girls would flock to him everywhere he goes - ridiculous. I am secure in our relationship, and while I am not naive enough to say he "isn't capable" of cheating on me, I am confident that he will remain faithful...otherwise I wouldn't have married him. The problem is that he gets comments such as "I wish I would have met you first" or "I'm so sad you are taken". While I have been unfortunate enough to have not heard any of these remarks firsthand, it bugs me that females would make such comments to an unavailable man let alone to his wife.
I, however, must have some sign on my ass that states "Stay Away!" because guys haven't been hitting on me as much as they were before we got married. There are a couple guys who have blatantly and disrespectfully stared at me when my husband and I were together, but no one was bold enough to make comments like females have been making to my husband. I'm not saying that I'm upset I'm not getting attention; I rather like being left alone. I'm just wondering where the balance is.
Do you think that married men are more attractive than single men? Why do you think that is? What about married women?