Monday, January 5, 2015

To go or Not to go

When is it ok to declare your self mentally unstable? or is it best to just sit and wait for a complete stranger with a degree to tell me I'm insane?


Saturday, January 3, 2015

A story about a pole, Hershey squirts and a three hour tour

So no shit their I was in the commissary buying a birthday cake for my soldiers birthday when I get a text message that says " SGT I've been trying to reach you! We just hit a pole! While drive down this slippery hill" like all good NCO the first thing I ask is " are you ok any one hurt?" No thank God all is well and no human injuries have occurred but by the way I did not mention earlier that she was driving my Denali that she should have returned to me at least five days prior but I was not in any rush to pick it up we really only needed on car that week do to all the early days and holidays but back to my truck so now I have a truck that has a driver side door that's completely sealed shut no way to open it unless it's with the jaws of life and a $500 deductable to get all damages repaired, uuh the life of an NCO.

Happy New Years where all the post on FACEBOOK and that was awesome but for me it was more like why do I have the Hershey squirts??! WTF did I eat nothing is staying in it's either coming out of my mouth or my ass and the worst thing neither way for it to exit is a good way because last night I was chowing down on some extra hot chips and salsa while watching a movie with my husband the pain was so bad I had to eat ice cream to clam the burning in my through and clean my booty hole with lotion to help with the pain of a raw booty hole.

Hubby and I said let's go to Ramstein and have some dinner with our kids and do some shopping well with the snow and rain our three hour drive has turned into the five hour road trip from hell, Clarissa my 14 year old teenage daughter is bitchy asking every ten minutes how much longer Andrew my 12 year old has been gassy the entire trip causing us to scream and open the windows for the relief of fresh air and my poor baby boy Jon he's my 19 year old giant that had been declared mentally retareded at the age of five with an intellectual capacity of a three year old sits on the back sit patiently awaiting the reward of a fantastic meal at the end of this trip.