Pissed and Pain

I don't really have much to say or much to say that's nice or even that should be aired on the world wide web, but let me say this first, before I go into other things::: IF YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH ME, take it up with me. Don't go behind my back to start shit that ends up involving my husband and his chain of command, especially since it's so unfounded. You hate me, that's great. I hate you too, and let's just put it this way, if I could, I would sink as low as you did. But I can't, because that would go against my moral code and I can't be a lifeless piece of shit like you. (The person who wronged me, she knows who she is...)

The other stuff...

I had my surgery today and wow, I am in so much pain. The worst part was that they didn't give me my prescription until I'm dripping blood out of my mouth and stuck waiting for over a half hour for them. So I'm stuck, bleeding all over myself, having to pee, not wanting to be seen in public bleeding all over and only wanting to go hide at home in bed. I finally got my prescriptions and while I love my husband, sometimes he's clueless. I ended up snapping at him, grabbing all of my stuff out of the truck and going inside to finally use the bathroom and take my prescription and then telling him to just go to work if he wasn't going to do anything helpful. I was mad at him for not being able to help me for whatever stupid reason and the fact is I transfer pain to anger and don't even think about it. I'd rather be angry than be in pain and weak.  Anyways, he went back to work and then came home shortly before five to tell me that someone (I am almost a hundred percent positive who) made a complaint to family advocacy about us, one that is no way founded (really, I can't even think of what it might be except my daughter is smaller than average, but then again, so am I!!!)  I seriously have so much going on and then some asshole or bitch (most likely the bitch who I wrote about in Don't wear his rank) goes and makes a complaint against me, using my kids. I'm so furious. I know she hates me but seriously, I don't even think her other than the fact that she's got a decent husband and she wears her husband's rank like she earned it (which FYI NONE OF US FRIGGIN EARNED his RANK!!!) I avoid her as much as possible but I found out that our kids were in daycare today together and that she pulled her son out about an hour before the complaint was lodged against us. Seriously??? Now I'm just pissed and in pain from the surgery. And tomorrow, my husband is bringing the kids records and going to this meeting to prove there is nothing wrong and that we are taking care of them. It isn't a complaint that we beat them or anything, because that would have been kicked to the civilian world and not the Army Family Advocacy.

I seriously hate people who use my kids to get to me. They deserve to see me and a glock.

I'm out because I'm too pissed off.


PS. If I offended anyone today, I don't give a rat's ass. This is my blog, my place to write and I've been personally offended by some bitch who attacked me using my kids. Grow a pair of balls!!!

Army wives, fact and fictional

Army Wives premiered tonight. It's a great show, but it doesn't always accurately show what the Army is really like. Sure, they get alot right, they even teach things to civilians that I wish they all knew but it's not always that simple. Needless to say, the premiere of season 6 was pretty awesome and I was really glad when Denise lived, when she woke up. She's my favorite Character on the show and if I had to be like any officer's wife, I would choose her.

Tomorrow is my last dental surgery. Thank God! I'm so ready for it all to be done. I definitely don't want to go through it again and Lily has her appointment on the 22nd. Right before we are out of here. I'm ready for all this to be done, for us to get to our next post and just to get settled in. I really, really hate PCSing.

The stress of moving, the stress of dental appointments, the stress of everything is just getting to me and I doubt I'll get pregnant this stressed out. And I just really need to get this done.

I need to get moved and I need to get all of this done so I can move on with our lives, so I can get us settled.  Being an Army wife (a real one) is hard, especially during a PCS. Dealing with stuff and movers and the living without things, changing your address, seeing friends one last time before you leave... The rush to pick up medical records, dental records, childcare records, find a new house, get the internet, cable, electricity turned on... send a million emails and make a million phone calls just to make sure your address is updated on everything, get kids signed up for school, preschool, doctors, dentists, etc... it's so stressful and so hard but this is the Military and this is what wives do. This is my job. And I have to do what's best for my family.

I need this to be done so I can finally feel at peace... I'm so ready.

Love,
Leah

Nothing in particular

It's been a rainy Saturday and not much has happened. The roof is still being worked on, I'm still recovering and having a hard time keeping food down, my husband is still amazing to the kids and the kids are still crazy and happy.

Today, I spent part of my day asking questions on RBL and playing Solitary on the Kindle Fire. When you really don't want to talk to anyone and only want to spend time in bed, facebook is a great way to have an outlet. Early, my husband took our daughter to McDonald's to get me a Milkshake and he ended up treating her to an ice cream cone. She's spoiled by him but I'm happy she is. I spent the better part of the day watching Season 3 of Dexter and just started season 4 on my lapton (Amazon is awesome with digital orders, fyi) and I've realized that I've sort of become addicted to it. In the afternoon, I went to walmart and bought a few new DVDs just because I wanted something to watch over the next few days and in two weeks when I get the final part of my Dental stuff done. I bought John Adams, the HBO mini-series and Moonlight, a show about a vampire private eye from 2008. I also got the kids Rio and my husband the third Transformers movie. While I was there they had a bunch of Valentine's bears for $1 each so I got three. One angel one, one devil one and one little brown one holding a heart that says "love". The angel represents my husband and the devil is me. (his family would absolutely agree with that!) The little brown one was given to Lily. Jax didn't get one, pretty much because he wouldn't care anyways.

Now I'm sitting in my room, listening to the rain poor down and hoping I feel better tomorrow. I doubt it, but I'm hoping for it.

Anyways, that's all I've got.

God Bless the Troops... and protect them always.

Love,

For now & Forever,

Leah