Just a random rambling post

In the quiet of the night, I feel the most at peace. 

Not a sound, not even a whisper of anyone else awake... 

Sometimes that's when I feel the most alive, in the dead of the night.

I just spent the whole night doing things that I wasn't able to get done yesterday (It's 330 on Tuesday Morning). But beyond doing what needed to be done, I took a bath in this milk bath stuff I got today (and it felt oh-so-good to sit in the tub with steaming hot water, candles burning and a good book in my hand). I also cleaned my pores for the 2nd time this week (I'm really trying to make my skin stay youthful longer now) and then braided my hair so it won't get into a mess after I finally close my eyes. I also managed to fill out all the paperwork needed for the Army...

Ah, the Army. What a pain in the ass it was today. (Let me say this before I begin my ... bitch fest::: I love the Army. I love the Military. I'm so proud to be an Army wife and to be the daughter of a true American Hero and I am so honored to be among the 2% of the population that deals with this life every day, all day but sometimes, it can get on your nerves.) Steve had to go for his SRP and do a few other in-processing things. First, we stopped by Tricare and registered (finally got the SSN thing worked out, for the longest time my care was still under my father's instead of my husband's and now it's finally fixed). Then we went to lunch before he went back for his finance briefing and while he did that I went to the commissary (grocery shopping time, which went very well). Well, he texts me and says it'll take a few hours, so I start to head off post, only to have him call me and ask me to turn around, that he'll be done in five or ten minutes. Well twenty minutes later, I call him and ask him what's up. He tells me he's doing his SRP and that I should go drop the groceries off (I was in the parking lot waiting for him), so I go home (and almost got killed by some dumbass driver who decided the road was a great place to stop and reverse when I was right behind him, I avoided being hit by less than 2 feet, not comforting.) So I drop off all the refrigerated and freezer stuff because he tells me "Hearing test then done." So I rush and then he calls me while I'm on my way back to post. "It'll take a little while longer." By this time it's already been 2 hours or so. So the kids and I head to the PX just to see what's for sale. I ended up getting two books and some gummy candies from Germany (Haribo rocks!!) and he texts me "Almost done" So I tell him ok, let me pay, I'll head over and pick you up. This is at 1600. I drive over and park and say I'm waiting and he texts me and says almost done again. So I wait. A half hour later, he is actually done and walks out of the building. His excuse was that they didn't tell him it'd take so long but I had already assumed it would. So I guess my aggravation today was mixed between the Army's in-processing and his constant "Almost done" thing.

Anyways, I finally make it home and unload the rest of the groceries, send him out for sushi and around 1945 the kids are in jammies and head to bed. So I washed the bath tub and soaked for a while before showering and when I got out. I felt so much better, less stressed. Then I chilled for a bit before I started cleaning randomly. The kitchen is spotless again. Papers that we needed filled out are filled out completely except the parts I don't know with post-its on each page so he knows what I need him to do before turning it in.

And at 330, I finally got ready for bed. I guess this post was kind of pointless but it's the middle of the night and I ramble then. Much love.

New friends

Ok, I know I've been super sparatic at updating my blog, but this time I have something awesome to say. I have made a new friend. She's pretty awesome and kind of has a similar life as me. She grew up as a Military brat (Marines, not AF Spec Ops but still badass). Her husband is a Captain in the same course as mine, he was also in the Cav like mine before becoming an officer, like mine. We both want to be apart of a flash mob (which actually got us talking lol) and we have the same similar complaints about Army life while both being super proud and happy to be part of the Army life. To think, I've waited my whole life for someone like her!! haha!

Seriously though, to finally find a friend who can relate to almost everything is pretty fantastic. Don't get me wrong, I love my friends. Meg and Liz are crazy awesome. Megan and I can talk about everything and it doesn't ever get weird (and by everything I mean all that girl stuff and guy stuff and random stuff) and Liz and I talk about so much, but can we relate to everything? No. Can we expect anyone else to relate to who you are as a person? No but having someone come super close is pretty awesome, you have to admit.

Let's call her "Bee". Bee is very cool and very fun it seems. What excites me most is that we'll both be in the FRG together (and we both hate the Virtual one). Our husbands will be in class together and we will finally have a wife in the same unit as ourselves who doesn't give a crap about rank or ... let's call it Officer Wife politics (or as I've affectionately referred to it in the past "Petty Army Wives"). The best part is: we're going to have dinner together next week and meet in person.

See, I added this group on Facebook (or as I call it in my phone and to people in my daily life: Crackbook)  dedicated to the Army Wives here to make friends or at the very least find out what's what about this new post and after saying I wanted to have a playdate (which I did... yesterday, I guess since it's after midnight here) I added a bunch of wives. Anyways, tonight I was watching Greek (go ahead, laugh, I enjoy cheesy things like that), I saw a flash mob in a dance contest and started youtubing and went on Crackbook saying that I wanted to do one. Well, after a couple hours, Bee told me she knew someone who did them and that we should talk. One thing led to another and we started agreeing with pretty much everything the other said about this and that ranging from everything to hating the rank-pulling wives and the wives who belittle brats because we obviously "don't know anything." It was awesome to talk to someone. Then Bee asked me to be her bff saying "I'm going to be cheesy and ask you to be my bff." Of course I said yes, because HELLO, SHE'S AWESOME! And we arranged to have dinner next week, exchanged numbers and plan on doing dinner next week.

I really am excited by this. I mean, it's been so long since I met someone that I can really be friends with. Don't get me wrong, I still love the girls I met at Fort Polk, but I wasn't really close to any of them, even though I wanted to be. But here, I have an opportunity to build a really good friendship, hopefully a lifetime friend, which these days, let's face it, is a pretty rare thing.

So I am happy and I'm excited and I can't wait to have dinner with Bee. I can't wait to find out what this place will hold next.

Much Love.

My new life

Well. I'm here. And it's been a while since I blogged but so much has been happening that I've either been too busy or too tired to sit down and post something. We got here almost two and a half weeks ago and tomorrow will have had our house two weeks. I got my stuff on a Friday and by the next Friday (last week) I had unpacked everything and managed to make the new place a home. I am enjoying it here so far, although, let's be honest, most of that has to do with the fact that up until today (and even for most of today) I have had my husband with me.

PCSing is hard because of the stress and the not knowing anyone, so today I held a playdate. I met 5 local wives who brought their kids, mostly girls. My kids had a blast playing with the girls (all the girls were 3 to 5 and the only boy was an eleven month old baby, who I enjoyed holding very much). And I got to meet some pretty awesome ladies. I really hope I can see them again and build a solid group of friends here.

I know alot of people move with the military and end up leaving half their stuff in boxes for weeks, even months, but I can't do that. I literally started unpacking the day my stuff arrived and by the end of the following week, I'd finished everything from unpacking to putting things away the way I like them to hanging up all the pictures and art that I enjoy seeing. I have a need to have my life put back together each time. I've moved so often in my life that having chaos is not something I can handle when enough things are uncertain. The only thing that was lost: my wii. Yep, the movers stole that. Or rather, they claimed they lost it... but I don't believe that.

In other news, I am not pregnant. I found out today that after another month of trying that my hope of having a baby inside me has to wait still. It's so hard wanting something so badly and not being able to have it yet. Steve says he'll go and get checked to see if he's the problem and if it'll help us to do anything different. I just so badly want our baby and I'm ready for our baby... Anyways, it's just another month of trying. I can handle that.

Other than that, the kids are both happy. They have a playroom here and love it. In fact, I'll upload some pictures of our house at the end of this post. It's a really nice house. Also, Beau and Luna are doing good too. Luna is in heat so that's annoying but she's been inside since she got here because I knew it would happen soon.

Anyways, I'm getting ready to put dinner together and relax. Much love.

Concert, Baby turtle and sad good-byes

So I'm not sure if I mentioned this in my past blogs (I've been way too stressed out to remember almost anything these days) but the other night (Friday, March 30th), Steve and I went to go see John Michael Montgomery in concert. It was pretty fantastic and I enjoyed it so much. He played some of his best songs ever: "I swear"/"Life is a dance"/"Be my baby tonight"/"Sold"/"Letters from home" and "Forever" are among the songs he played and my favorites. Of course, he introduced "Letters from home" as a thank you to the Military and I'm almost positive Steve and I were the only active duty military community members so I was proud as hell. After that song, he played "Forever" and I was bawling. It was a good concert though. I got an autographed CD and a green "Letters from home" JMM shirt. :)

Monday when the packers were moving things out, I found a baby turtle. Yep, that's news worthy to me. Because look how small!!!

And tonight... or rather, I guess last night (since it's officially wednesday now), Hobo had dinner with Steve and I (and the kids) and we got to say good-bye for the second time in our lives. The first time was six years ago (or so) and now, we're saying good-bye again since I'm moving and he's staying here. I'm still sad about it. After we left the restaurant, I cried. It was tough to deal with. I think second good-byes are harder than the original ones. I mean, you get lucky to get stationed at the same place as one of your old friends and leaving just sucks. But that's the military life, something I'm far too used to, the sad goodbyes. I'm going to miss him so much. Hobo, if you are reading this, you are such an AMAZING guy. Stay safe, be good and shine as much as you can :) I love you, you crazy Broke-ass Hobo!! Much Love!!!

Anyways, that's all I can really say but tomorrow we go to the cabin and I'm excited for that. :)

Love, Leah

Early Easter (pre move)

Well, I've been super busy (thus my lack of blogging over the past couple of weeks or so... I honestly don't remember the last time I blogged). We move in less than 8 days and I still have so much to do, but I did take the time out this weekend to celebrate Easter early, since I want my kids to have some "normal moments" while being Army Brats, like they should have.

Last night, we had my friend Hobo over for dinner and some beers. I'm going to miss having him so close. He's my oldest friend here (of 8 years) and I won't know anyone at the next post. He's going to come over next weekend for our goodbyes... again.

This morning we had an Easter egg hunt and Lily did better than Jax but they each got 6 chocolate covered marshmellow eggs, one bunny (chocolate, not real!!) and some peeps along with starter fishing poles and frisbees and stickers. Jax got a pez dispencer and Lily got a Bible that I highlighted passages in.

Then we spent the day with the kids outside, me blasting music getting things done and Steve at our storage container, taking pictures of our things before the movers move them. Then we had dinner, sauted scallops, a creole seasoned pork roast done in red wine with veggies, rolls and homemade gravy (out of the red wine/pork juice liquid). It was delish! After dinner, Steve did the dishes (yep, sexy, right?) while I painted eggs with Lily. Jax had such a poor attitude at dinner and was too tired to do anything so he went to bed.

Now, I'm relaxing and trying to figure out what the week holds for me. It's going to be a busy one, that's for sure. Another vet appointment for Luna and Lily has her follow-up with the Dentist (it's all done for her). Our household goods get packed up on Friday and moved on Monday, so we're thinking of having a last bbq with the friends we have here. Just one last hooah with the good people at Fort Polk.

We are going camping on our "vacation" between here and Fort Lost-in-the-Woods and to St. Louis. We got fishing poles and sleeping bags and tents and I've packed up our suitcases already, our first aid kit, I have the kids toys together that we're taking, the pet's things together, including both their kennels and since they are microchiped I have the card for their microchipping too.

I've also been having weird dreams. Last night, I had one where I was pregnant but back in high school... only it wasn't my high school. It was weird. The school nurse was the doc on Stargate SG1 and the counselor was our chaplain here. Steve was there but he was "17" in my dream and I was my own age. Like I said, weird.

Anywho... below are the pictures from today and a few others that I loved. :)

Love,
Leah