1.31.2009

Who has a drill?

I'm down for the count. Seems this cold wasn't ready to leave and has decided to camp out in my sinuses. Lovely. Anyone have a drill so I can drill a few holes in my cheekbones and relieve some of this pressure? Oh. My. Goodness.

MacGyver is currently on a run for DayQuil and Advil Cold and Sinus (the one with REAL pseudphedrine in it, not the replacement crap. Those of you that are meth manufacturers, thanks SO much for screwing it up for the rest of us.) and I've tried banging my head against a wall in the hopes that my sinuses would cut loose.

In other news...


TARGET OPENS IN 36 DAYS!!!

That is all.


In other news, if you could spare some prayers, 6/6 Cav out of Fort Drum could use them. They lost 4 of their best this week and those four left behind families and friends who are hurting. The aviation community is hurting right now and it's nothing compared to what their families are going through. Thanks.




Pau.




- hfs

1.26.2009

And so it begins

At a recent Battalion Steering Committee Meeting (BSCM), we were given the timeline for the "Build Up To Deployment" (BUTD). And we sat and discussed all of the ways that the Battalion can help the families "make it through the upcoming deployment". I have my thoughts on that concept but I'll save those for now.


As we walked through the plans for "pre-deployment training" for the families, there was little, if any, mention of information from the Casualty Assistance Office. I'm not sure if any of you remember a few months back that Fort Campbell dealt with a rash of fake casualty notifications. One of the ways that the people perpetrating this crime were able to be successful was that the families were not clear on how the notification process actually worked. Yes, there had been briefings but I suspect that the command scaled back the level of detail in order to "spare the feelings of the families" and not get them "unnecessarily worked up". In fact, the BN commander here even commented that he was hesitant to get into the "gory details" of the notification process in order to spare the families the stress of having to imagine.


Obviously he's not hung around me much. To me, knowledge is power. Give me as much information with regard to what to expect as possible. That's my way of maintaining the illusion of control in a situation where I truly have NONE. I want to know the details. I want to hear it all.


I want to know what they will be wearing.
I want to know what they will be driving.
I want to know what hours it is possible for them to arrive on my doorstep.
I want to know what they are going to say.
I want to know who is going to say what.


I want to know. And I want to know it ALL.


So don't mince the words. Don't scale back in order to spare my feelings or to keep from causing me stress. Because if you could step into my mind, what you would see in there would cause you to run, screaming, from the room. The scenarios that play out in my mind are, like my friend Sarah has said in the past, charicatures of how it would really play out.


Over at Spousebuzz, we've discussed this topic several times. The conclusion I've come to - with the help of both the authors of the articles as well as the commenters and some friends who have faced that beast head on is that it *never* plays out the way you expect it to. But knowing what to expect of the process would help to alleviate that part of the stress. At least, in theory.


So we will be having a brief by the Casualty Assistance Office. My hope is that each one of the spouses in the company will come and bring their "listening ears". And my prayer is that we will never have a need to put the information to use.




Pau.




- hfs

1.21.2009

Dissent is the highest form of patriotism

Change, indeed.


Some of you must still believe that politicians are meant to serve rather than be worshiped. And there must be someone out there who considers partisanship a healthy, organic reflection of our differences rather than something to be surrendered in the name of so- called unity — which is, after all, untenable, subjective and utterly counterproductive.

How about those who praised dissent for the past eight years?

Is there anyone who still believes the Constitution was created to ensure each citizen liberty and the ability to pursue happiness rather than a guarantee of happiness — and a retirement fund, health care, a job, an education, a house ... ?



And a unicorn that eats rainbows and poops butterflies. (note random "Horton Hears a Who" quote).


And it was Howard Zinn that made the quote about dissent, not Thomas Jefferson as some would believe.


(h/t Lex)




Pau.




- hfs

1.20.2009

I got nothing.

Not a single thing.




Pau.




- hfs

1.14.2009

AN ANNOTATED THERMOMETER

I had seen this years ago. Made me laugh then. Still does now.


212* - Water Boils. Death Valley residents put on deodorant.

200* - Arizona children amuse themselves by dropping eggs on sidewalk and giggle while they fry.

150* - Miami residents put on sunglasses. Texans turn on the fan.

130* - Too hot to think. Texans and Californians undo top button. Antarctica is gone, polar bears extinct.

120* - Australians notice the sun is out. All Europeans and Canadians spontaneously combust.

110* - Canadians weep. New Yorkers burst open street fire hydrants.

105* - Texans drink coffee. Alaskans melt.

100* - British start sacrificing goats to make the sun go away. Californians finally turn off the heaters.

90* - Death Valley residents awaken. Scandinavians go underground.

80* - Canadians turn on the air conditioning full blast. Arizona residents stop shivering.

70* - Alaskans declare record heatwave. Californians rise from hibernation.

60* - Californians put on sweaters(if they can find one in their wardrobe)

50* - Miami residents turn on the heat

40* - You can see your breath, Californians shiver uncontrollably Minnesotans go swimming. Siberians melt.

35* - Italian cars don't start

32* - Water freezes

30* - You plan your vacation to Australia, Minnesotans put on T-shirts, Politicians begin to worry about the homeless, British cars don't start

25* - Boston water freezes, Californians weep pitiably, Minnesotans eat ice cream, Canadians go swimming

20* - You can hear your breath, Politicians begin to talk about the homeless, New York City water freezes, Miami residents plan vacation further south

15* - French cars don't start, You plan a vacation in Mexico, Cat insists on sleeping in your bed with you

10* - Too cold to ski, You need jumper cables to get your car going

5* - You plan your vacation in Houston, American cars don't start

0* - Alaskans put on T-shirts, too cold to skate

-10* - German cars don't start, Eyes freeze shut when you blink

-15* - You can cut your breath and use it to build an igloo, Arkansas residents stick tongues to metal objects, Miami residents cease to exist

-20* - Cat insists on sleeping in your pajamas with you, Politicians actually do something about the homeless, Minnesotans shovel snow off roof, Japanese cars don't start

-25* - Too cold to think, You need jumper cables to get driver going

-30* - You plan a two week hot bath, The Mighty Monongajela freezes. Swedish cars don't start

-40* - Californians disappear, Minnesotans button top button, Canadians put on sweaters, your car helps you plan your trip south

-50* - Congressional hot air freezes, Alaskans close the bathroom window

-60* - Hell freezes over, Polar bears move south!!





Pau.




- hfs

1.13.2009

Instinct vs. iPhone

So my phone is dying. It's taken to calling random contacts even when no one touches it, not ringing through even though I have 5 bars and full reception, etc. Doesn't help that it was dropped in the toilet at one point and that it's almost 3 years old. Not bad for a cell phone.

We've been with Sprint since 1998. That's a LONG time in this day and age and, honestly, we've been pleased with their service. So much so that we do not have a land line. I saw no need for one since my cell phone met all of my needs.

So we each have cell phones. Our plan includes:

- 1400 shared anytime minutes
- unlimited text messaging on my phone and 300 text messages on MacGyver's phone
- data plan on my phone
- Sprint-to-Sprint service so it doesn't me and MacGyver anything to call each other

For all of that, we pay $120 or so. Not too bad.

But my phone is dying and it's time to get a new one. I'm torn between sticking with Sprint and getting an Instinct or going to AT&T and getting an iPhone. However, I don't want to see a significant increase in our cell phone bill, one way or the other. I know the Instinct and iPhone each have their own advantages but what it really boils down to is the cost of the plan.

Thoughts?




- Pau.




- hfs

1.11.2009

Bill's gonna get it.

He thinks he's "all that and a bag of chips", but really...he's not. He tagged me with a silly chick-meme thing. You can tell he doesn't know me well - I definitely don't fall in the "chick" category. "Chicks" irritate me. But I'll play...

Here you go, whirly-bird man...


1. Link to the person that tagged you.
Check.

2. Post the rules on your blog.
Check.

3. Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself. (yes, I know I am listing 7. In the last silly meme I got, it asked for 7 quirks. No point in reinventing the wheel...)

a.) Bridges.
b.) Temperature.
c.) Football.
d.) Coffee vs. tea
e.) OCD
f.) Cherry stem knots.
g.) Math.

4. Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs.

5. Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website.
Seeing as how Bill is a lemming and did as AFSis did (sent an email rather than leave a comment), I'll make sure to break that trend. I'm cheating and tagging all of the girls (and Toad) at SpouseBuzz. Heh. It's good to "know" people...

6. Let your tagger know when your entry is up.
I'll have MacGyver deliver the notification in person in a few months...after I borrow the ClueBat from John.




Pau.




- hfs

1.10.2009

43 Things

I am an organized, self-knowing extrovert.

I took the 43 Things Personality Quiz and found out I'm an
Organized Self-Knowing Extrovert



who knew? And you?




Pau.




- hfs

1.03.2009

I was born a rambling (wo)man...

I am in hell. Or close. Princess Trouble wanted to invite a few friends over for a sleepover so I currently have three 7 year old girls doing a craft in my kitchen after having made cupcakes and devoured dinner. A movie is next on the agenda. It's already an hour past her normal bedtime so we'll see how long they last. I forgot (or didn't realize - this is our first true "sleepover party") that the noise level of a 7 year old girl increases exponentially for each girl in attendance.


There are dogs in the neighborhood whose ears are ringing. And I need a drink.


MacGyver and Little Man have retreated to the Xbox and are currently playing Halo. Can't say I blame them. There is entirely too much estrogen coursing through this house. I need a drink.


Speaking of Little Man, I believe we are on our way to the first go-round with strep for the year. What's today...? The second of January? Good grief. That's on top of the nine run-ins with strep last year. NINE. Thank goodness we have an ENT consult coming up soo. Either they yank his tonsils out or I will.


The kids still have 2 weeks of break left. We'll see if I am still sane at the end of it all. Especially if this rain keeps up. I'd really like to hit the beach at some point but lately I'd be thrilled just to be able to go out in the backyard without water wings on.


Now that we've hit the new year, the theoretical countdown to deployment has begun. And that's ok. We're mentally ready for the news. In fact, I discourage people from saying, "Well, hopefully things will change." Because, if they *do* change, we'll be moving at the end of the summer and I am NOT ready for that.


Huh. How sad is it that I am more ready for my husband to deploy to a warzone than I am for our family to move? No wonder my civilian friends think military wives are screwy.


I heard back from the school where I am applying for the EMT program. All they need is a copy of my military ID and MacGyver's orders and I'm in. *eek* Still no word on whether they're going to make me retake A&P. If they do, the deal's off. And it's not like you can CLEP out of A&P. I'd have to retake the entire class - dissection lab and all. As much as I LOVED A&P, that's not something I have the time or inclination for. Nor the money. So we'll see. If they turn me down on paper, I'll go in and speak to the head of the program and see if I can get a waiver. The worst they can say is no, right?


I'm still not sure how the logistics would work out. The program is M-F from 8am to 3pm and it's downtown. So that means an hour's commute each way (minimum, assuming minimal traffic. And I can't use the carpool lane because it will only be me in the car (I know, I know...evil single-car-commuter, destroying the earth). Thank goodness for after-school day care. As for the mornings, I'll have to figure that out because MacGyver won't be here to help. Hmm...


Not a whole lot planned for the rest of the holiday weekend. What about you? I need a drink.




Pau.




- hfs