E. E. Smith

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I hope you're embarrassed, sir.

Last night on the plane home, a dude who looked like a 7 foot tall John Malkovich kept rudely waking me up by leaving first class and opening the overhead bin directly above me, putting his bag on the empty chair next to me, getting ONE kleenex, and loudly blowing his nose. I was so pissed off. So I stuck it to him by not telling him that his awful button fly was completely open. 

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How to Help a Military Wife

On July 22nd, 2014 I officially became a military wife. An Air Force wife, to be specific. 

Today on my blog, I shared my thoughts on what a military wife needs from her community. 

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Ahh, there they are, my negative feelings have arrived

I'm super sad tonight. I feel like I'm getting sick and I have no energy. Last night I fell asleep in my clothes for the first time in over ten years. I woke up from my stupor at 1:30am and took off my pants and just fell back asleep. I'm eating crappy frozen food and I'm always alone. Always alone. I have friends who offer to hang out but they are all busy when I ask them to come over and also, I don't have energy to clean my house before anyone comes here so I'm not inviting anyone. And believe me, I need to clean. Josie spilled juice on the couch so one cushion cover is currently sitting in the laundry room, still not washed, just waiting to live again.

What I want more than anything is for Colin to be home. I want him to cook me dinner and hug me. I need a hug really bad but only a Colin hug will do. I need someone to help with my kids but I want it to be their dad, not a relative or sitter. I want to someone to snore next to me and make messes around the house and leave their socks to the left of the couch every night and let me rest my head on their shoulder while we watch 'So You Think You Can Dance.' But the only person that I want to do anything for me right now is in Texas and not even allowed to call me on the phone and it's incredibly hard. I've heard his voice for a total of 15 minutes in seven weeks. I've read five letters from him but it's never enough because it isn't him. 

The only thing that can make me feel like a complete person right now is missing and can't be here. I don't need a man to survive the day to day. This I know, but emotionally I need my best friend and I don't know how I'm going to survive  three more months of this.

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I see your true colors shining through...

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"No matter what people tell you, words and ideas can change the world."

Robin Williams ( July 21st 1951 - August 11th 2014)

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So tragic. :(

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My mom emailed this picture to me. 

This is essentially the face I make every time I have religious people come to my door and talk at me.

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"I'm super funny but nobody gives me credit for it: A Memoir"

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The point, you've missed it.

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New blog:

I started a wordpress blog to chronicle my experiences in the next few months in a less tumblry format. Not that I don't love tumblr, it's just not right for writing organized thoughts with pictures interspersed. Here's the new address:

www.careofcell44.com

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Wait? Really?!

Just heard an ad on the radio for a "mam party" in which you get free food, mini-massages, and mammograms and enjoy a "relaxing" time with friends. Yes, because getting your boob squashed on a giant glass plate and x-rayed is very relaxing. Sign me up!

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Truth time:

I feel a strange superioriority over the moms of the kids in my husband's flight at BMT. Like, yeah, whatever, I have 3 kids and the dude who cooks me dinner is gone for the next 5 months. Your son could just as easily be away at college and too drunk to text you occasionally.

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Official uniform of the summer of "if you don't like my mom-of-three body then don't look at it."

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Monday jam.

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A summary of my life:

Me: Josie, sit down. It's not safe to stand in the tub.

Josie: *stares blankly at me*

Me: Josie, sit down.

Josie: No.

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I give up

I'm going to stop cleaning my house and just call Hoarders to help a girlfriend out right before Colin returns home in December.

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Watching classic mermaid films on Netflix is a good way to spend my Tuesday night.

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One of the biggest problems I have discovered with nursing a 16-month-old child, is that they decide to do things they think are funny while nursing. Jossette has recently started kicking my face when she's eating in an attempt to get her toes into my mouth, poking my eyeball and then momentarily detaching to say "EYE!!!" very loudly, and blowing loud zerberts on my boob and then falling into a fit of laughter.

I don't know from experience, but I imagine that this is what being in a romantic relationship with a teenage boy is like.