The clouds are clearing and the end of the tunnel is near!

Wow hadn't realized how much has gone on since I last posted.  Josh has completed his BA in Political Science and graduated with a 3.88 GPA.  The issues from this past October were investigated and found to be untrue.  In the time all this was going on Josh decided he wanted to go to law school so they left him at a different command and he studied to take his LSAT.  He did better then he thought he'd do on the exam.  Once his scores were in he had over 80 schools contact him including Ave Maria School of Law which is a Catholic law school that Josh was looking at when he made his decision.  As it turns out Ave was the first school to send him information and the only one he applied to.  They accepted him with FULL scholarship for tuition.  The school relocated from MI to Naples FL a few years ago.  We've been hard at work trying to get Josh ready to leave for law school in a few weeks.
As for me I'm still working on getting myself through the courses I'm taking without killing myself and I'm having some issues.  Between having health issues and just plain lack of motivation I've had to retake a few courses and I feel like I'm doggie paddling in the same location and not getting any where.  Also Josh will be a civilian as of June 30th so money issues will soon follow the drastic decrease in income.  Not looking forward to that.

Hernia Surgery Post-op.

Surgery went down about 9 AM Thursday, I stayed in the hospital over night just as a precaution. Friday was rough on me. Saturday the big deal was major major gas issues. Today I seem to be doing much better. I was able to get in my car and take a trip over to the CVS and walk around for a bit. For the most part no more muscle spasms, of course when I tense up to cough or sneeze its painful, also hurts to laugh but other wise things aren't that bad at all. Now its just a matter of all the drugs working their way out of my system and my digestive tract getting back to normal. Another plus was coming out of surgery hungry and not nauseated. So Thursday evening I had regular foods for dinner, no liquid diet for me.

Josh has been going nuts cooking and keeping up the kitchen over the last few days. So we had lasagnia on Wed., Thurs don't know if he had left overs or ate out or what. Friday night he went out and got Chinese for us to eat, last night he made a meat pie with corn and mashed potatoes. Yum yum yum so far. I'm thankful I have a pretty hearty constitution. I'm also greatful that Eric has been kept busy and hasn't been jumping all over me. I've been working on school stuff here and there. Hoping to keep things up this term.

Seriously some times he really needs to keep....

his thoughts to himself. What man tells his wife you must like to be sick! I'm sitting here fighting a fever, the runs, nausea, stomach pain and then of course I have to be able to function like a normal human being for my son regardless of the fact that I feel like a bag of smashed assholes. So my darling husband gets to sleep like the dead through the night while I sit here and fight to actually fall asleep and stay asleep and quit coughing so hard I piss myself and pull muscles in my chest and abdomen. So when the man gets sick he drags his ass to bed some times well after midnight and gets to stay in bed til noon or later, when I'm sick I still have to get up with our son and if I'm lucky I might be able to go back to bed and catch a nap once the husband is up and can keep an ear out for Eric. I'd say keep an eye on but Josh lives at his fucking computer desk in the computer room where Eric doesn't want to spend much time. Right now I'm really feeling ornery with the various body issues I have going on. So yeah the IBS is always going to be an issue but I also have an issue that is something like having a short fernelum under the tongue that doesn't allow you to place your tongue to the roof of your mouth. This particular tissue/scar tissue problem I'm having is somewhere in my intestinal track and causes me mild pain and discomfort most days and other days I just want to rip my entire small and large intestin from my body. I have to say that I'm glad Dr. Fletcher at the ER really does listen to me. I'm so tired of people and Drs. just passing my discomfort off as IBS. I'm thinking that post surgery this issue has cropped up because of all the different places they had to place the camera while working on removing my gall bladder so its possible they irritated the surrounding tissue on the exterior of the intestins and caused/created 'caluses' or some form of scar tissue to bond external areas of the intestin. So this bonding process as caused a tense feeling almost like stuff is still sewn together and if I use to much force I'm going to tear the threads holding these parts together. On the up side I've been squirt free for about 5 or 6 hours now. Let's hope this at least holds up. I'd actually like to get some things done tomorrow.

Some people are real winners!

So I get a message that one of the wives wants to be taken off my phone tree I'm like WTF? Really? Why do people have to be so damn ignorant? I have someone over my house help her get her shit together because she's not computer savvy at all then she has dinner in my home and she tells me all this crap about herself then she passes judgement on me after telling me she doesn't want to be judged. Amazing how someone who tells me she has a hard time making friends is quick to pitch one to the curb because she's busy passing judgement on others who haven't done her any harm. Her own paranoya is barring her from making any serious friendships. I have no idea how her husband puts up with her psychodic ass. I'm also suppose to be doing the cookie exchange and at this point I sure as hell don't want to do anything with anyone from this command in any way shape or form. Some of these jack asses really need to adjust their thought processes. Makes me crazy the way they act like their shit doesn't stink. So can't wait to be done with all these snobby fuckers who really think they are above everyone else.

Looking back over the past year....

It's amazing to think about every thing that has been going on over the past year in our lives. Josh graduated college Magna Cume Laude with a major in Political Science and a minor in Sociology. We've been living in our new home about a year already. Eric has picked up so much vocabulary its not even funny. I'm still chisling away at my BS in Psychology one class at a time along with being a full time mom. Josh went from shore to sea rotation and that in and of itself is one hell of a story at this point. I'm still in awe to some degree that Josh and I own our first home together. We have so many things to be thankful for. We truly are blessed.

Walking on through the rain...

I'm sitting here listening to the rain fall in heavy sheets outside my livingroom window and thinking about the current storm in my life. The love of my life is currently dealing with a situation that is affecting his job. So not only am I concerned for him and how he's coping with the situation but I'm also trying to deal with the ignorance of individuals who absolutely don't think before they spout off garbage about situations that they themselves are not directly involved in. Also the whole idea of pointing fingers with blood stained hands really pisses me off. Funny how someone can tell me that my husband is screwed up without explaining to me how they came to this conclusion. I know this person would lose thier ever loving mind and totally go off on me if I told her that her husband was a total fuck up had her husband been in this same situation. Then of course we have the 'spouse support group' who are suppose to be looking out for one another so I bring this to the group president and our liason that deals with the command and apparently nothing is going to be done. She will be allowed to create problems where/when ever she chooses. One day it will all come back to bite her right in the ass.

My wonderful life....

I'll start with the worst of the deal which really isn't that bad. The fridge for the time being is toast. Finally stopped cooling and freezing food so the stuff in the fridge spoiled completely. All of it ended up in the garbage. Stuff from the freezer thank God went into the deep freezer. I'm waiting on the repair guy to get in the part he needs for the back of the fridge which is a circuit board that runs all the electronics, dispenser, ice machine cooling system in the fridge. Another down side to the breakage is that right now every kitchen surface is covered with stuff from the fridge or clean dishes so that I can run the next batch of dishes. On the cute side Eric tried to help by 'scrubbing down the bathroom floors'. That will be my next task is getting both the guest bathroom and my bathroom cleaned up and the shower curtains washed. Going to look in to putting Eric in day care for a couple of days every week so that he has some socialization and maybe they can help me with getting him potty trained. School isn't going so hot. I'm two assignments behind on things and I need to get caught up before I fail the course. This is driving me CRAZY!!!! I really wish hubs was hear it would make one hell of a difference in how much I'm able to get done. I'm actually in a groove right now so yeah thats cool business too with the house and such. I just wish I had more motivation for the school stuff. Bleh. Don't know if we'll actually make it up north like we are hoping to do. That would be one hell of a drive. If I know Josh he'll want to night drive all the way up. Right now I'm completely incommunicado with Josh. Haven't gotten mail don't know if he's getting my emails or not. Thank goodness for Mike and Claire, I would have had no clue who the hell to call about the fridge other wise. Between Eric flipping me the hell out with the hose/washing machine situation and then the fridge I'm so ready for all this military bullshit to be over its not even funny. On top of all that Eric has been really pushing buttons with me. I guess he figures mommy is a push over and won't smack his butt for misbehaving. Don't get me wrong I'm not beating the crap out of him on a daily basis, but every now and then he needs a swat on the butt or the hand when he's touching something or doing something that he KNOWS he's not suppose to be doing. Then he kills me with the pouty face and fake tears that last all of 2 seconds. His tantrums consist of him cramming all his fingers in his mouth, throwing himself on the floor, and hitting the wall or floor with his hands. Hopefully next deployment goes better. We'll see where things are situated with Josh's command and what kind of standing he has with them from this deployment.