Witnessing other people's wills and POA's over the past week or so has spurred me into making one of my own. I don't have much to distribute after I'm gone, but there's a section on the will worksheet that allows me to detail what kind of burial I want (if any). I like it. I have some somewhat radical ideas about burial, and I've checked the legitimacy and legality of what I want...so far, all systems are go. I want a 'green' burial. I want to be put in the earth, eith...
In my last article, I outlined my D and my plans to get a VW vanagon or Westfalia camper and take off around the good ol' US of A every summer (this is after our kids have split, of course). Dr Guy responded and mentioned that I might just be a 'hippie'. This got me thinking.....what makes a person a 'hippie'? When you say hippie to me, I think of a tye-dye and birkenstock wearing, stinky, dreadlocked, hairy legged chick who smokes a lot of pot, doesn't eat meat, and who loves the Gr...
I'm having a rough afternoon. My nerves are shot. My husband left for Texas this morning, to transfer a prisoner from his jail here to another jail down there. He flew on a civilian flight, and he flew in civilian clothes....and he also flew armed with his government issue Beretta 9mm pistol strapped to his hip. I was on eggshells until he called me to let me know they got there safely. Then I was on eggshells again this afternoon - it snowed here, and a decent amount too. S...
Today was my first day working in Military Justice, and so far it's gone very well. I familiarized myself with the Continuity Binders and the office in general, read through the past Article 15 file to see what the case load has been like in the past, created some letters of notification for 2 current cases and one adjudicated case, and witnessed a will. I also found out that I'll get to liase officially with my husband on some cases....not sure if I like that or not yet. B...
Well, I decided that I needed to get out of the house. I don't want to go back to work because of all the upcoming stuff I have going on....surgeries, deployments etc etc. I cannot ask an employer to let me make my own hours; that's just not fair. But, I don't want to sit at home the whole time either, I need to start working on some kind of social network before D buggers off to parts unknown and leaves me all alone again. The answer? Volunteering. I happend to ...
I dunno if any of you have managed to see the premier of the latest 'Surreal Life' series on VH1.....but if you're easily disturbed, I wouldn't recommend that you do. Those of you with a slightly warped sense of humor might get a pretty big laugh out of it. You see, Vern Troyer of 'Mini Me' fame is in it. In the first episode (which I caught on Sunday but had to watch again tonight because it was so....disturbing but funny at the same time) he gets drunk. I mean rolling, fallin...
If you were a shoe, what kind of shoe would you be? If you could be any shoe at all, what kind of shoe would you LIKE to be? I think that I'd be a Birkenstock clog. Sturdy, comfortable, practical, functional....kind of hippie-ish, a little funky....but not too much. Now if I could be ANY shoe....I'd have to be a red stiletto. Pointy toes, sexy as all get out (which is pretty dang sexy, lemme tell ya)...a real siren super-hot-momma kinda shoe. So...what&n...
But I'm not. I'm plain fucking miserable. And I know why. I've always had the ability to mentally compartmentalize things. I create little boxes for things, and I stuff them into their boxes and mentally hold the lid shut until whatever's inside stops struggling to get out and I can move on to the next thing. I had managed to do this to my feelings of disappointment of not going to England. My brother's visit will make that box fling its lid wide open and all the collecti...
All at once I realized just what kind of an impact my other half leaving again is going to have on my family... .....and myself. All at once I have become acutely aware of the impermanence of everything..... ......and that we are all destined to die one day. All at once I have realized how much time has gone by without my really seeing it pass. All at once I have become aware that I am seriously lacking in some aspects of my personality. All at once I have realized what...
Isn't it funny how wives will sometimes assume that they know what their husband's want, only to find out that what they assumed they want isn't what they really want at all? I thought that my husband had a 'thing' for long hair. Hair that's longer than mine, anyway. So, I've been growing mine out. I've managed to get it to about jaw length, and I can style it in this flip-y shag style if I take the time to dry it and curl it. We were sitting in the barber shop the other ...
It has just occured to me (and to D too) that we will, in 6 weeks,begin preparations to part ways again. It doesn't seem right. We're still trying to get used to living together again; we're still dealing with the aftermath of a year apart. It doesn't seem right that we should have to prepare to be separated again. But, war has no respect for relationships. It does not recognize anniversaries and birthdays, it does not differentiate between holidays and any other day of th...
...how pathetic and sad I must seem to other people. Because of my hobby/pastime....my passion for knitting. I found a knitting supply store in my area and I got so excited over it I called not only the store to tell them I was excited but my mother, my husband and my mother-in-law too. This store is the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow for me...now I won't have to make do with whatever WalMart or the generic craft store carries, I can go hog wild with mohair and wool/cotton blen...
Today is the day D goes to work as an E-6. I have to say that the extra stripe on his arm looks...well, comfortable, I suppose. Like it belongs there. As for me, well...I quit my job last week. It had served it's purpose...it gave us a little extra for the holidays, and that was really what mattered. It was by no means a career choice for me. So, today, after the kids and D have departed and I've done the cleaning, I'm going to sit with my needles and turn out a ...
...and the Commander shook my hand and told me "good job!" D had his promotions ceremony this afternoon. The Shirt, commander, the Ops Officer and Superintendent were all there, as were the guys D works with and for, about 20 people in all. D chose me and his supervisor to 'tack' on his stripes for him. Basically, they put tape on the back of the stripes, and each tacking designee gets to puch the stripes on to the promotees arm. I gave him a good right....so good that the r...
I just scored me a sweet ass T shirt on eBay. It looks like this: Hey, if Madonna can wear 'Mary is my homegirl' and 'Kabbalists do it better' T's then I can sport a 'Buddha is my homeboy'....right? I had stopped telling people about my chosen path. I had some negative reactions at one point, and I stopped telling people because I felt that it made them uncomfortable. Then I thought about it....and thought about it some more....and decided I'm not going to hide wh...