Tires and Ernesto

Alright well I am officially introducing myself to you fully now!!! My friend just emailed me this picture and since I havent seen my husband in almost 3 weeks I need to look at this picture constantly. What better place to put it than on my page!!! Yes this is me, Kristi I am revealing myself now!! Viola!!

Today I went to take my car to get the tires balanced and rotated, my car was making too much road noise. Well come to find out my one tire has the rubbed so much the tread is gone and the wire is showing. So tomorrow after school I get to go out and buy 2 new tires. The car is only 2 years old, I got 2 tires back at christmas and now 9 months later I am getting 2 more. I just hate dealing with mechanics or anything of that nature when my husband is not around.

Plus we have this damn Ernesto coming out way....so I wanted to get all of this taken care of before the rain comes but I am now a little too late for that. I hear thunder outside as we speak.

I am scared to death of bad weather. I hate wind and thunderstorms together. I can deal seperatly but together they are not a good combo for me. When I was 12 we went through a tornado and I have never been the same since. For years and years I slept on the floor in my parents room when the thunder began and the wind kicked up and beings that we lived on top of a hill that was quite often!!! Wish me well tonight for any late night readers.

Busy as a Bee...Or my name isn't Kristi

So it now looks like this Ernesto fella is heading my way....geee what fun for Labor Day Weekend!! Its a real shame because I don't care if it comes this way but I sure did hold my breath when it was out there near Jamaica. Please do not demolish my November vacation before my very eyes. Whew....safe for now!!!!

Kids and there extra-curricular activities sure are keeping me busy, Dylan has soccer practice 2 times a week and Karate 2 times a week. I barely have time to balance my checkbook, let alone breathe. But it sure has kept my mind off of my husband at sea. I have recieved email from him. Sounds like his life is just fine out there. He is getting adequate sleep and exercise by way of treadmill.

I have also been busy with our Family Support Group, we have events and meeting while the boat is gone for our families to keep us occupied. I am head of a committee planning a big dinner for us. The only problem is collecting donations for door prizes and having fundraisers to pay for it all. Home Depot Government Accounts has been gracious enough to sponsor it for us, I think that this is the first time in history that a corporation has sponsored something for the wives of a submarine so I am quite excited to be part of it.

Shopping is Great Therapy!!!

This weekend my Pal Alison and I decided to go shopping. Now usually we go shopping for stupid things or for the kids. But not this time, we went solely for ourselves. It is amazing how therapeutic shopping can be, it really can motivate you!! Ususally both she and I never have any luck when we go shopping for ourselves, they don't have our size or they don't have anything appealing but not this time. We lucked up and found tons of clothes and we both even got new purses. That alone was worth the trip. I ended up not buying my kids a single thing what-so-ever, well I bought them a cookie but hey that doesn't count in my book. I geared my shopping adventure more towards clothes I will need on the 6 year belated honeymoon in November. Seek and you shall recieve!!!

I don't know if I told you all where we decided to go, we are going to Sandals Resort in Ocho Rios Jamaica. I have been to Jamaica before without the husband, but we are going together this time and to a whole other side of the island!!! It was nice when he came home for those couple of days because I booked the trip while he was gone for those couple of days so this gave me a chance to fill him in on all of the details and we are so EXCITED. I think I will put a ticker on my page counting down the days until we go.

Things have been busy here, Dylan started soccer and we have been going to practices and our first game was this past Saturday. And with me starting school, I know that is going to be some work right there. For all of my commenters on the last post, I have to retake the math because I made a D and the program requires a C....bummer!!

Well I hope everyone in blogger land has a good day

Brand New Day!!!!

This picture make me think of my boys...isn't it cute!!!!

Well bloggers I am out of my funk now. I am feeling good and happy....no tears to be shed at the moment. I just got through writing a letter to my husband.

I started back school yesterday, Microbiology. I really am looking foward to this class, it is going to be much fun. I will be growing bacteria for the next couple month...hopefully I won't catch anything!!! Just kidding, we are going to be growing non-harmful things. Everyone in my class is around my age which is nice, considering I took a math class last fall filled with fresh out of high school kids. I could not hack it they knew how to do all of the crap without any problems....I made a D in that class I now have to retake it. I will take it at night with all the mommies and working class folks.

Thank you all for your support and kind words during my funky stage....It really meant alot to me and it did help.

Gone just as fast as he got here

Well the hubby left again......just like that!! I had two nights with him and it was nice but here I am pouring tears and feeling like someone is standing on my throat. I will be myself again in just a couple days.

.............And my cell phone rang

Today I was in Wal-Mart and my cell phone rang.......I looked and the number calling was familiar but somehow did not seem right. I answered with a hello and on the other end was......my husband. Apparently something is broken on his boat and he is home for a week. This never happens to me, it happens to other boats but never one that we are stationed on. So he has to work until 4pm and I will pick him up....Yippppeeeeee

The only problem with all of this, he will have to leave again and once again I will have to go through all of my emotions. That is hard. Last night I has a mini-cry session and today I woke up and said alright, you have to deal with the fact that he is gone. Then he calls. I am happy but afraid. Happy for him to be with me but afraid for him to leave again. I sure do love him though.

A Fond Farewell......Kristi Style

This is an actual picture of my husbands boat.....its not everyday that you can go to the beach and see this site!!!! Well yesterday he left but beings that he had duty on Wednedsday I had to say my goodbye a day earlier. Yesterday I took my youngest son to the beach to watch the boat leave and I was proud I did not get upset at all. There were only 4 other wives there so it was really low key. Back when we were on our last boat you might go to the beach and there would be 20 wives waiting on that damn submarine. I think that me taking the youngest down to watch it leave is good because he has a true understanding that the submarine has left, it is not just somewhere out in cartoon world. He knows that his daddy was on that boat and that it left and went into the big ocean and that it goes underwater and he sleeps on it. Today I am still good, I think I let the emotions get me on Tuesday night and Wednesday but all is calm for the moment. I am sure in a couple days the true lonliness will set in. I have you guys for support and comfort during all of this. You all have been wonderful with your nice comments. Thank you oh so much

Saying Goodbye Really Sucks

(not an actual picture of my hubby)

Why is it that saying goodbye is always so hard??? I have had to say goodbye to my husband for a couple of months, he must now go do his Navy duties and protect us. How come it still hurts that he is gone. I always go through this process everytime he leaves, first I want to lock myself in the house and not emerge for anything. Now I have to my kids are in school and I go to school next week. So there is not locking anyone inside and feeling sorry. I have friends and my kids but I still feel so lonely when he is gone. I hate doing anything because he is missing out on it, but I have to for the kids sake. I HATE BEING WITHOUT MY HUSBAND. Sure I piss and moan about him when he is here but I would trade this whole military lifestyle just to have him at home all of the time. I really gave it some deep thought and you know in a typical relationship sure one person may have to travel for business but there is still the phone and the trips are not always that long. I can't even hear my husbands voice while he is gone. That saddens me, I can't tell him about my day if it was bad or good and get an instant response. I have to write it in a letter if it is really worth telling him and I have to wait for a mail drop, which happens with little to no notice. Last night I lost it, I could not help myself but I had a good cry, hell I had a couple of good cries. But this morning as I took him to work I held my composure and did not shed a tear until 2 hours later when my friend called me. Sure time will heal my new wounds but they are always there and everytime that boat leaves, those wounds are sliced open again. Being a militay spouse is a special thing but it is emotionally draining. Now, once again, I am both the mother and the father, the husband and the wife, I will sleep alone for the next couple of months. I will not have a heart to heart with my husband or see his face for that long either. Give me a week or 2 and I will be getting back to normal. I will probably be a little slack on my posts too during this time.

The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected. ~Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook

A Friday Funny for My Fellow Bloggers

A New Diet Plan

A woman is in the check-out line at Wal-Mart buying a large bag of Purina dog food for her Labrador Retriever.

The woman behind her askes if she has a dog (Well Duh!!)

On impulse she says "No, I am starting the new Purina Diet again. I probably shouldn't because the last time I did it I ended up in the hospital. I lost over 50 pounds and I had woke up in the ICU with IV's in both arms and tubes in almost every orfice of my body!"

She told the lady that it was essentialy a perfect diet and that the way it worked was to load your pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry. The food in Nutritionally complete so it was worth another try.

At this point the lady in line was horrified by the story and asked the woman if she had ended up in the ICU because of the dog food, was it poisoned??

She told the lady, "No, I had been sitting in the street licking my butt and a car hit me!"

I hope that you all enjoyed that one, I know it gave me a good laugh!!!

Have a Great Weekend Everyone, I will be back on Sunday!!!

Hunt for an Alarm Clock

Today was the countdown, school starts next Tuesday. I am ready but yet not. By school starting means I have to get on a schedule, I have to be the first one up and the one that makes lunch and pushes everyone else to get out the door. Unfortunatly I have a hard time with this. I guess over the past 6 years of my husband getting up before dawn, I have learned to tune out his alarm clock. For that matter, any alarm clock. I could sleep through a freight train roaring through my house if I had too. I am one of those, "just 5 more minutes" people. My poor son is usually late to school. My neighbor gives me hell about it ( her son goes to the same school) When my husband had a chance he would call me in the morning to make sure I was up and moving. But he is leaving shortly and I will not have him to do that. I don't need an alarm clock, I need a clock attached to a Tornado Siren. Now when my kids wake up in the middle of the night, I can hear them before they intend on me hearing them. I have always been very alert to them. But have someone break in my house and I think I would be shit out of luck.
Take for instance last night was a rough sleeping night, both boys got up in the middle of the night and made their way to my room. They crawled into bed so now my King size bed is playing host to 2 adults and my 3 & 7 year old. I was squished and hot so I moved into the youngest ones bed to get a little more comfortable. This morning when my husband left for work, my youngest crawled into his bed with me and fell back asleep. Around 9 am this morning I heard a door slamming so I jumped up, Avery was still with me. I question was that Dylan? I start looking for him, my room - no, the living room-no!! Oh my god he has been kidnapped or he has left. I open the back door and scream his name, no answer. Then my cell phone rings, oh no!!! its the kidnappers and they want ransom. I answer it, it is my neighbor (the one who gives me hell) she wants to know where I am. I tell her I am at home. Appparently Dylan has gone to her house looking for me, who was asleep in his room. Thank God she was at home, what a horrible mother am I?? Wait I am not horrible, he should have stayed in his room, then he would have woke up and looked in my room. He looked everywhere in the house for me but his room. I was more embarrassed by what had happened than horrified. Boy oh boy what the family therapist will think now. I told him that it was good that he went to Ms. Vanessa's house but that he should never leave our house without permission. I explained to him that I would never just leave him like that.
So this morning I slept through my son looking for me. I guess my 6th sense of being an alert mommy has worn off. Now I am down to 6 more practice mornings before school starts, I am also in need of the loudest alarm clock ever created by man and I intend to find it in the next 6 days!!! This is one of my many challenges.
Open house for the school is Friday night....yea! I will get to meet my sons 3rd grade teacher. It seems like he was just a baby like a year ago. Where does the time go??? I think that is the eternal question. I wonder if there is like a hour glass just filling up somewhere!!!

If there were no schools to take the children away from home part of the time, the insane asylums would be filled with mothers. ~Edgar W. Howe