Wednesday, March 24, 2010

I Think its About Time .. Again

You know .. I am so TIRED of people telling me I have no right to complain about the health care bill because I have coverage. Lets get this straight ..


I have coverage because my husband WORKS for it. It is a BENEFIT of being in the military. Are you telling me I have no right to complain because my husband CHOSE a job with coverage? I'm sorry if you think, that because I already have coverage I have no right being against the bill. Well guess what .. this is America. My voice counts just as much as yours. Try looking at it from my point of view. My health care coverage comes with more sacrifices then just taking money out of a paycheck. Each time my husband is deployed there is a chance he could die. Protecting this country. YOUR rights .. YOUR freedoms. YOUR desire to shout that military people and military jobs are a joke. Along with this "great benefit" as you so call it, comes the sacrifice of missed birthdays, anniversaries, holidays, your kids GROWING UP. And yet another sacrifice attached to this "great benefit" is the great moves that we get to do every 3 years. You're right .. its such a "great benefit". Not to mention the care that is provided for military. (But hey, we won't get into that right now). So before you tell me that I have NO RIGHT stating MY BELIEFS about this new bill because I have such "great benefits" being a military spouse, why don't you get off your pedestal and look at this "great benefit" from my point of view. And believe it or not .. I have more of an idea about the "health care" you will be receiving coming from the government as my health care is provided by the government. So before you tell me I have no idea what I am talking, look again and think twice.

And just so I don't get anyone to misunderstand this. Yes this job was a choice. And yes with choices come sacrifices .. but with that being said, you wouldn't tell a cops wife who lost her husband during a shoot out, oh well, that was his line of work, that was his choice. Get off it being a choice and look at the bigger picture. And if "thats your choice" is the only argument you have, don't bother even typing it.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Spider


Saturday morning starts off pretty normal. I get up, start thinking about what I am going to be making for the "big breakfast" , and start getting things ready. The kids wake up and Julie instantly goes to Jarred's lap (she is such a Daddy's girl!!!). They are playing around and all the sudden Jarred asks me, "Jaci, is Julie getting freckles?" Me, "Ummm .. no I don't think so. Why?"  He brings Julie into the light and sure enough she has what look to be freckles. Upon closer inspection they look like blood vessels that broke under her skin. Like a scab, but under her skin. We are both puzzled. We have absolutely no idea how, or when she got this. (Its around both eyes). We kept asking her how and all she wanted to do was play. So we figured, just let it go and keep a watch on it. If it gets worse then we will have to do something but it doesn't seem to be bothering her. I called my mom, talked to her for a bit and then Oo-Ma called and asked to talk to the kids. The kids are sitting at the table, not so patiently awaiting breakfast and talking to Oo-Ma. All the sudden my ears perk up at the word "spider" coming from, wouldn't you guess it, Julie's. So I listen in and this is what follows:

**Side note, the words that are capitalized are Julie's very exciting statement**

Julie - "A spider was on my face and James SAVED ME!!!!"

I guess Oo-Ma said something.

Julie - "Yeah he SAVED ME!!!! He killed it!!!"

Lights start going off in my head, Joce gets the phone and I continue to talk to Julie about the spider.

Me - "Jules, you had a spider on your face?"

Julie - "Yeah, but James SAVED ME!!!!"

Me - "Oh he did? He is so awesome!! How did he "save you"?"

Julie - "James stepped on it with his shoe. He SAVED ME!!!"

Me - "Oh wow. Was the spider still on your face when James killed it?"

Julie - "Yeah, he stepped on it. But he SAVED ME!!!"

Me - "So he stepped on the spider while it was still on your face?"

Julie - "Yes mommy. But he SAVED ME!!! He KILLED the spider!!!"


So Jarred and I had a good laugh about those markings on her eye. According to Julie, the end DOES justify the means. Especially if it means killing a spider, while still on your face.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Perspective

You know, I don't have very many friends. I have lots of acquaintances, but very little friends. Thats mostly because of situations like today. I HATE having "friends" who don't care how you are doing. You will drop everything to make sure they are ok, but when it comes their turn to make sure you are ok, you get NOTHING. Not one phone call, not one email, nothing. I HATE that because it hurts me. I thought I had someone who I can depend on and it turns out I can't. I hate that feeling when its a one way road. There is nothing worse then finding out a friend is not really a friend at all. I thought after I got out of high school that this would all stop. That the friends I make are true friends. But its funny, because now, it hurts more than it ever did in high school. 

And days like today are why it is so hard for me to let anyone into my life. 

Oh well, live and learn I guess. Today has been a lot of those.

Monday, March 08, 2010

Is Wondering What I Would Do Without JAH Man


Today are just some examples of why I absolutely LOVE James.


This morning while I am cleaning out the garage, he comes out all dressed and says, ok mommy, I am ready to help you. 

I say, "are you sure buddy? Its kind of cold out here."

JAH says, "yes mommy, I want to help you"


Then this afternoon there was a coffee mug sitting on the desk.

JAH, "mommy, is this your coffee? Is it warm?"

Me, "no baby thats dada's coffee. Mommy doesn't drink cause its gross."

JAH, "Ooooo .. I drink coffee!!!"

Me, "Really? You do? Ok then .. go ahead and drink it"

(if you don't know, Jarred drinks straight up black coffee. No sugar no nothing)

JAH, gives me a huge smile,"Really? I can?"

Me,"Yeah baby go ahead."

JAH, big gulp, smile turns to a HUGE frown, "Oh gross mommy!!! Thats DISGUSTING!!! I need water. I need water in my mouth. I will be right back"

I am laughing, James runs back to the computer room

JAH, "ok, I am better. Coffee is gross. I need to go dump it in the sink ok?"


Hehehe .. I SO LOVE HIM!!!

Then tonight I tell the kids to go clean the playroom. James goes right up, and of course the girls are not wanting too.

James comes downstairs and I ask him if its clean.

JAH, "No mommy. Not yet."

Me, "Ok please go finish cleaning ok?"

JAH, "yes ma'am"

A few minutes later I call the kids down for dinner and James comes up to me,

JAH, "Mommy, but the room isn't finished yet."

Me, "Thats ok. We can finish it later"

We finished eating, James lays down on his cot in the living room and all the sudden he gets up and tells me,

"Oh, I need to go finish cleaning"


Needless to say, James got ice cream after that!!! The girls didn't.


I start washing dishes and James goes,

Mommy, I want to help"

Me, "Ok James"

JAH takes over washing the dishes.

I go in and check on him and he had done all the dishes in the sink plus gotten down and did two cups that were sitting on the island. Then he tells me,

Mommy, I need more dishes.

Me, "Well baby, I don't have any more dishes"

He comes out to the computer trying to find dishes. Fins two more sitting on the computer desk and says,

Ok mommy, I am going to go wash these. Ok?

Me, "Ok buddy."


WHAT WOULD I DO WITHOUT HIM?!!?!

I SO LOVE HIM!!!!!

Sunday, March 07, 2010

Let's Get Some Things Straight

After numerous facebook posts I think its about time for me to say something.

I understand that people want to be able to say, "I have the worse the job", "I have the most dangerous job" and I understand spouses would like to say the same thing about their husbands job. Well, I am one of those people that realize EVERY job has to be hard and EVERY job has difficult situations. I would NEVER try and understand what someone else is feeling while their husband is away at work. And I hope people realize that for me, you will NEVER understand what I am going through unless you are a military spouse. And until you become one, don't ever tell me how I should feel. (And being a kid in the military is hard, yes, but you NEVER understand what your mother goes through until you are a mom with kids and your husband is in the military). 


When your husband is gone for 2 months on a sub, and you don't hear from him for 2 months, don't tell me how I should feel.

When your husband is deployed and you have no idea when he is coming back or even where he is, don't tell me how I should feel.

When you are home for months on end raising your kids and being both parents for more then two weeks, don't tell me how I should feel.

When you have to learn to do everything around the house down to fixing drains, unclogging toilets, doing all the man work, don't tell me how I should feel.

When every single responsibility is on YOU to keep the house running, kids fed, dressed etc for more then 2 weeks, don't tell me how I should feel.

When you have your first baby and your husband leaves the day your baby turns one month old and is only home 3 months out of that first year, don't tell me how I should feel.

When you have your second baby and its the same thing, but now you have two kids, don't tell me how I should feel.

Until you have flown on an airplane with 2 kids under the age of two for a funeral by yourself while being sick, and your husband can't come because the sub doesn't think its important enough, don't tell me how I should feel.

When you have to drop your husband off at the airport for a deployment and you have no idea where he is going, when he is coming back, or even IF he is coming back, don't tell me how I should feel.

When you hear something that has happened to a sub and you don't know if your husband was on that sub or a different one because he can't tell you, and every phone call could be the end of your world, don't tell me how I should feel.

When you have to move houses because you are expecting and your husband is deployed, the military won't move you because they have already moved you once, and all you have to help you is your mom, sister and your sister's friend, while you are 5 months pregnant, don't tell me how I should feel.

When you know that your husband had to go through a school on how to TEACH him how to be if he is ever a POW (Prisoner of War) and every time he goes on deployment you keep thinking that that is a possibility, don't tell me how I should feel.


There are plenty more but you get the idea. And for those that don't know, because of Jarred's job, he CAN NOT tell me what he does, where he goes when he goes on deployments, or when he is coming back. So when he leaves, he pretty much falls of the face of the earth for at least 2 months. I have heard of women having web cams on in the delivery rooms so there husbands who are deployed to Iraq or Afghanistan can watch the birth of their baby. I honestly don't care if you think you/your husband has the worse job. And you know, you may be right. But at least have enough RESPECT for the men and women and their families who go through this on a DAILY BASIS and who move every 3 years. Who leave the friends they made to somewhere else to protect YOUR freedom, at least RESPECT THAT. 

Let's play myth busters. 

Military DOES NOT get FREE HOUSING. We get a housing allowance (yes that is a BENEFIT) and we have to pay rent, we pay utilities. The worse part is, if you have ever lived in military housing for the most part its a joke. Do you know how many people on Buckley don't live there? And why? Because the houses are built so crappy electric bills during the winter are AT LEAST $300. 

Military DOES NOT get FREE MEDICAL. We pay for it. Maybe not as much as a civilian but we do pay for it. And if you have EVER been to a military medical facility you will know most military would rather go to a civilian medical facility. For the most part its such crappy care.

Military men and women DO NOT GET PAID A LOT. Everyone, well, some people know, that if you want money DO NOT join the military. =) I think just from that, you can see that most people in the military do not care about money, they do it to keep their family and friends safe. To keep the USA free. 


I am probably going to get a lot of people mad for writing this blog. But this was not singled out to any particular person. This is for everyone who reads my blog. I think sometimes people need reminders what exactly the military men and women and their families have to go through in order to keep this the Land of the Free. 

Like I said earlier, I do not, for one minute think that military is one of the most dangerous jobs. I think thats all in the eyes of the beholder. But don't for one minute think, or try and justify that they aren't important. EVERY job (that goes from the garbage man to people on wall street etc) in society plays a roll in how the wheels of America roll, but until you are in that persons shoes, don't try and tell them how to feel. 


Saturday, February 27, 2010

Psyching Myself Up

I am trying to psych myself up. I know I can do this. Jarred leaves tomorrow morning (early early early) for a week. It has been so long since I have had to do things on my own!!! Its gonna be crazy. On top of it all it will be snowing tomorrow. So I get to drive in the snow. Oh yay!! NOT!!! 


I am hoping this week goes by FAST. Thankfully my dad will be coming Wednesday night to be here for Julie's birthday. I can't wait to see him!!!!!!!!!!!!!