Britney used to grate on my nerves. I can be honest and admit there was a touch of jealousy that contributed to it. I mean really now, she’s gorgeous & she does what she want’s–it was all legal and she made/makes money doing it-millions upon millions at that! and that’s probably what bother’s most women who despise her–but it’s much easier to say “she’s ugly, she’s stupid, she’s a slut” blah, blah, blah. The more these comments fire you up as a woman and the more you want to tell me I’m full of crap the more you’ll prove my point so let’s agree to disagree now. =)

This whole issue on the car seat facing the wrong way or not used one time is just ridiculous. Yep, I said ridiculous. Anyone my age and above sat in many a car with NO seatbelt for LONG trips or sat in Mommy’s lap while she BOTTLE fed us or slept in her arms or sat on the drivers lap for a run to the store etc or lord forbid ALL of the above….and we all lived to tell about it. The world did not end, our parents were not horrible parents for doing it and on top of that most of our parents didn’t have crazy ass money hungry press stalking their every move and chasing them…which would have caused an animal like (we are really animals at heart) Mothering instinct to grab one’s child and haul ass no matter what means or how one hauled said ass.

I can’t imagine having every single aspect of my mother style questioned and debated. I mean really, if all Mother’s had as much scrutiny and belittling as has been done to Britney every single one of us would get bad marks. Yes, even you Perfect mother’s with your perfect children who have every known *popular* mental illness to account for the fact that you’re such a great mother that it can’t be you who are doing something wrong so it has to be your child who has a *problem* so let’s smack a label on him or her and wear it with pride in internet signatures and when introducing said innocent children: 
“I have 3 kids, my oldest has PITA & OPMO, my second has extreme OPMO with BAMIH to boot and my youngest has PTDWEA, the worst. Oh, and I the Mother have TLTD and PMAQF and was diagnosed with ADDEADDD when I was 35 which explains all the bad things I ever did in my life and why anyone who ever disciplined me was wrong and should have known, how could they not know? Goodness, I’m so glad I caught what was wrong with my children and now they have a LABEL to prove that.”

Hmm…..Britney, you’re a good Mommy no matter what society say’s. Your love for you son show’s through in everything you do but mostly in everything you haven’t done since becoming pregnant. You and I would be great Mommy pal’s, I just know it!

What kind of adult do you have to be to lie about something a child said? I mean, it’s one thing to lie about your whole life to people but to cross that line and put words into a child mouth, well that just takes the cake.

I used to think I was a bad mommy but these past month’s have made me realize I haven’t done that bad of a job and my kid is actually pretty well adjusted for having me as a Mother LOL. My son loves me and is my number one supporter. He’s always coming up to give me a hug or to just tell me he loves me….did I mention he’s a teenager? Guess I should since that seem’s to be something this woman continually feels the need to remind me of~”Wow, teenage boy’s don’t usually love on their mom’s like that, “Wow, you’re lucky, your son will just come give you a hug, I have to ask my child for one.” Um….okay….and that is my fault how? And I’m suppossed to feel guilty or something about this right? Well I don’t and if that makes me a bitch then let me just shine my golden bitch badge up some before I clip it on for the day. At first I sympathized as a Mom but after the 100th time it just grates on the nerves.

I had no clue that things like that would actually make a grown woman revert to petty grade school jealousy type action. I don’t let my son go anywhere alone with this woman because I am not comfortable with that. If I’m around then it’s okay, other then that no way. My main deciding factor on this was when she told me how she talked about sex with her bestfriends son because he was to shy to ask his mom about it. I can see both sides of the issue so I didn’t get upset at that….yet. I asked her if she had his mom’s permission and she looked at me like I had grown horns. Okay…so I’m still giving her the benefit of the doubt…until she goes on to tell me she told this boy about oral sex and how to please his girlfriend and where to touch her and use his tongue…..there was more and sat there in such total shock that anyone with half a clue would have stopped talking and realized I was BEYOND appalled at this behavior. I am not a prude but I think it’s extremely inappropriate for a woman to tell another womans teenage son-or daughter even-about sex and especially about such details as how to please–well a 13 year old girl in this case!!! So call me what you want, I refuse to allow my son to go anywhere with her where I won’t be present. She’s already said stuff in front of him that pissed me off.

Mind you, we are not rude to her, what would be the point in that? We all have to live in this building together and our husband’s work together. There’s no need to be rude…unless circumstances call for it lol.

Yesterday she asked my son to go to the mailroom and store with her. He said he didn’t want to go, she made him come ask me. He knows he’s not allowed to go anywhere alone with her and he has no problem with that. His answer of NO should  have been enough and her sending him up here to ask me if he could go after he told her he didn’t want to pissed me off and made him uncomfortable. He told me he didn’t want to go but was following her directions. His exact words. Ugh I could smack her. My son said no. Period, that’s the end of the conversation as far as I’m concerned.

A few hours later our phone rings and the first thing I hear is “You really screwed the pooch today girl!”  Now anyone who knows me knows this is not how to start a conversation with me. First because screwing and pooch should never be in the same sentence and second because it’s a rude way to start talking to me LOL. She then goes on to tell me my son “concocted” (her word) this plan to buy me a Mother’s Day gift with his money and I messed it all up. WOAH!!! Guilt alert, guilt alert! Didn’t work. Two things were off with the whole conversation. One, my son is like his father….there’s no way the two of them can keep a secret like that lol. IF my son had said he wanted to get me something, when I said no he couldn’t go, he would have found everyway around Tuesday to let me know he needed to go for a reason he couldn’t tell me, but was a surprise, because there was a day coming up and I’m his mom and…..you see what I mean? lol My son would have made it clear in a see through way that he wanted to go buy something for me. Second thing off was to do with my son and his money–we have a family agreement that his money for now is for him. Seeing as the money he has now is money he got for his Birthday and for Easter. =o) J get’s money for holidays if he want’s it or does some odd chores that aren’t normal daily things so he does get money to spend on other’s if he likes of course. =) And this has always worked for us.

Anyway, there was more said and it was all geared towards my messing up MY Mother’s Day somehow and how I needed to realize my son cared about me…..which is where I had had more then enough and let her know I am WELL aware that my son cares for me and spending money on people is not how this family shows they love each other. The money thing seemed to be a big issue with her for some reason, and I got tired of hearing it. I got off the phone and anyone–even a thick headed person–would know I was pissed. Pissed that someone would question our family agreements, values or anything like that. Pissed that someone was telling me how to raise my son in a sneaky passive aggressive way. He’s a good boy, has normal kid issues, knows he’s loved, I guess my husband I did something right along the way…all is well with the world. =)

Now loving my son the way a mom does, when I got off the phone I wanted to be sure I didn’t actually dissapoint my son so I asked him if he wanted to go to the store for a reason, did he want to get something special and he looked at me like I was speaking another language and said “no, why?” Now you realize if he would have said yes I would have felt horrible for dissapointing my son and had some egg on my face for the other lol.

 

That should have been the end of it right? Wrong…later when my son brought the doggies outside this woman proceeded to tell my son about the phone conversation and how she must have pissed me off and how she was only teasing me blah, blah, blah..all in front of our new neighbor mind you. My son was so mad by the time he came up here and he asked me what was she talking about about Mother’s Day so I told him and he got that look your child get’s when you KNOW they aren’t lying and they are totally offended that anyone would even venture to believe they are? lolol

ACK!!! What a pain in the ass this person is! LOLOL She really defines the nosey, bitchy military wife stereo-type to a *T.*

For me, I’m just heavy on the bitchy part and I can live with that LOLOL.  

When truly nice people lie about themselves to seem more then they really are. What makes that more heartbreaking is when the person has such a kind heart, such a giving spirit and could really be the something spectacular they claim to be…if only they would stop making themselves out to be what they aren’t.

 

that major banks/credit card companies say they sent you something when they really didn’t?

I’ve ordered my second bank card since the begining of January and both times the bank says they sent them to me. What me did they send them to?

How many times should one have to asked to STOP getting paid before someone listen’s?? I mean to me that should be an easy one~oh you want this pay cancelled okay we can do that. No of course not, finance would rather have you have to come in over and over again to get your pay cancelled. Gives them something to bitch about when you leave the room. Grrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!

I despised Recruiting and as far as I’m concerned the ARMY can take it’s Recruiter pay and shove it up it’s ass. Recruiting is full of a bunch of corrupt bastard’s treating grown men and women NCO’s like pieces of shit who don’t even deserved to be wiped off the bottom of one’s shoe. The ARMY’s mafia is what recruiting is and the extra $450 isn’t enough to make up for it. Especially when the soldiers spend a hell of a lot more then that on their recruits each month. Unless of course you’re pulling Disneyland Recruiting where life is peaches and roses and you are home for dinner each night with your family and get to see your kids special event’s. You know, those wives who say oh recruiting isn’t that bad, I love it. Whatever bitch, you’re so full of shit. Either that or you have a shitty relationship and not seeing your spouse is actually what you would consider a bonus. Or you could be married to one of the assholes who get off on treating NCO’s like piles of dogshit.

Well that took me a bit off subject lol. I’m off for the day to once again ask finance to please cancel my husband’s recruiting pay….seeing as the two times he did it and the one time I did it wasn’t enough.

I know it’s like and Urban Legend, but it never fails…anytime my husband deploys something big happens and I panic. Okay, so I panic at most anything but still.

My poor little furryman is not doing well. Something happened on Sunday and he has been howling (he’s a *loud* screecher when he’s scared or hurt) a lot. On Sunday I didn’t know what was wrong just that he was hurting. So I did my best to make sure he was comfortable. Then early Monday morning or late Monday….I haven’t been sleeping like normal people do so my days and nights and hours are a mess. Anyway, Monday I figured out what was wrong…well not what but where…sorta. His right front leg/right side is what seems to be hurting him the most. He was pulling his leg up when he walked and if he’s sleeping and lays on it wrong he screams.

This is one of the many things I did worried about about living overseas while my hubby was away. I can’t just hop in the car and go to our regular vet. The vet we have here is open once a month and I sure as hell don’t know where to find a good vet here. I’ll be calling around today to see what I can find of course and I’m sure someone will help me out. That’s not really the point though, I’m just stressed because normally I could have taken my baby to the doctor first thing I needed.

Add to that the messed up sleep, not hearing a word from my husband, having a kid to take care of this time around ALONE, living amongst a frickin mess of boxes/half unpacked boxes and my medication not seeming to anything more then make me feel like a slug all the time….well it’s not fricking Romper Room at my house. UGH! So much for this being anything NEAR Bosnia.

Still keeping the Lighthouse watch though, just having a mild meltdown. =O)~