Things came to a head in my house last night.  The argument that had been brewing for months finally came to the fore of our conversation - heh, like it was anything close to a conversation.  We haven't talked in years. Apparently, his love for me is based on my doing what he wants, when he wants it, how he wants it.  It's like I'm some kind of pet; like I'm on the same level as Gracie.  As long as I do what he says, it's all good.  If I deviate...well, then there are...

It was D's work Christmas shingdig last night.  We had to get there early to set up - Dave had done most of the foot-work and had pretty much set up the whole party. I started drinking at 6pm and didn't stop until 11pm, but for some strange reason lost the wee little buzz that I had going halfway through and didn't manage to regain it.  There was LOTS of brass there last night (that's mil-speak for high ranking officers).  Lots.  Like General kind of brass, and I had t...

I'm standing by the window, looking down 16 stories to the highway below when he walks in the door.  We introduce ourselves, and he starts asking me questions.  A couple of minutes into our meeting, he hits gold and I answer 'yes' to EVERY question he asks me. He chuckles and tells me I'm falling to pieces, and I laugh and agree with him. He takes my hand.  'We need to get an MRI.  I don't think you have MS; I think that a lot of what you're experiencing is due to...

Well, Jake might lose his right front tooth.  It snapped off so badly that the nerve was just about exposed and, despite Dr Brent's best efforts, it's going to be touch and go whether that nerve dies and Jake keeps that tooth or not.  There wasn't any rebuilding this time, either.  He's done too much damage.  Dr Brent just patched him up the best he could, covering the exposed ends of tooth with composite filling so's that it wouldn't look AS bad.  IF the nerve dies,...

It seems as if I'm only ever writing update articles lately.  That gots to change. It's Sunday night, again.  I have ahead of me a week I've been dreading since all plans came together and I could see it as it really was: busy.  Too busy for my liking. Tomorrow morning my and a classmate are going 30 miles south of here to take an entrance exam at a college there.  If we a) pass this exam, get a copy of our HS and college transcripts attached to c) our completed appli...

I'm not usually a very vivid dreamer.  I dream, yes, but they're normally forgotten by the time I'm drinking my first cup of coffee.  Nightmares are very uncommon - as far as I can remember, the last time I had a nightmare that caused me to wake up screaming was back when I was a teenager and still living at home.  Last night, though, I had a VERY strange dream.  It started out with my being Harry Potter, and I was being pursued by Voldemort.  In the middle of that d...

I talked to my mum in the UK this morning.  She told me about an alarming incident that occurred on her street two nights ago. 'She lives in what the British call 'sheltered accommodation'.  It's like a retirement community; people have their own homes but have call buttons in each room should they fall and a warden comes by every day or so to check on them' There's a little alleyway three houses down from her.  People are supposed to use it as a shortcut to get from one street to another,...

D moved units late last year. His current unit claims to be more 'family' oriented, but what they really are, imo, is more 'party' oriented. They never miss an opportunity to have a barbecue or a get together. For instance, in the past 2 weeks there have been 4 events that have included getting together and drinking beer. Whilst none of them have been mandatory, it's been highly recommended that people show up – those of you who are prior or current military will know what that means. ...

Draginol recently posted an article ( http://draginol.joeuser.com/articlecomments.asp?AID=161032&s=1 ) giving those of us with MS Word 2007 instructions on how to post to JU using that program. I've written this article using Word '07, and (using Draginol's instructions) I've posted it to my blog. How cool is that?!! (Answer – VERY cool!) This is going to make my whole blogging experience MUCH easier!

The Mrs of the couple I provide care for passed away yesterday evening. Last night, her daughter-in-law's best friend gave birth to a baby girl. As one leaves, another comes and so the circle continues. I am always amazed at how, when a person has passed away, it becomes very apparent a few moments after their death that who they were; their essence, their soul.....that that part of them has left and the only thing that's left is a mere shell.  I can't put my finger on what it is t...

I haven't been very active here at JU for weeks.  Months, maybe.  The reasons for that are varied and many.  First of all, this having to log in every. single. time. I visit JU is tiresome.  Irksome, even.  I don't like it, and I'm tired of doing it....hence my distinct lack of participation around here.  Next, I have a family and a job to take care of.  I love both of them, by the way.  I've become very attached to my patients - and that was a dec...

I'm blacklisted from a certain wanna-be politician's blog.  Again. The last time was because I suggested that he might want to let CPS into his home to see that everything is as it should be rather than risk losing his family to make a statement.  He took offence to that and went off saying how my husband was fighting to protect the constitution yet I was sullying it here at home. So what did I do to get blacklisted this time?  I merely affirmed another bloggers assertion th...

I sent out an email this afternoon asking some Joe Users for their mailing addresses so I can send them Christmas cards this year.  Good idea, right? I thought so until I realized that there are some people here who I'd like to send a card to but I don't have their email address. So, I'm writing this article instead.  I'd like it very much if all of the JU regulars could send me a mailing address so I can send them a Christmas card.  If any of you are uncomforta...

I've changed the name of my blog.  It's not 'Life as an Air Force wife' anymore.  It's now 'Confessions of a yarn junkie'. 'Life' had become...stale.  Matter of fact, my whole blogging experience has become stale of late. So, rather than give up the entire blog, I figured I'd give it a new coat of paint and re-arrange the furniture, so to speak. So, welcome to Confessions.  You can expect there to be a lot of talk about knitting and the qualities of various yarns and fi...