So over on Wife of a Sailor, Wife posts questions for other bloggers to answer on their own military spouse blogs. (Still with me so far?) And since the kids are watching a movie with my brother, I thought this might be fun to fill out while the kids try and talk my brother into “camping” with them in the living room.
1. My spouse and I rarely agree on…
quantum physics (he’s forever trying to sell me this “theory” but I don’t buy it because (1) just because you can’t disprove it doesn’t mean it’s true, (2) I haven’t seen evidence with MY OWN EYES or felt it with MY OWN HANDS, and (3) it’s really funny to be devil’s advocate around him (like he gets SO FRUSTRATED with me, he can’t stand it; but hey, I keep him on his toes. Keeps his arguments stronger if he were to ever talk to Stephen Hawking in person, ya know?).
but always agree on…
parenting issues (discipline, manners, not spoiling them, etc.), how cute our kids are (we’re biased, okay?), and when I need a coffee break (I probably look like a crazy mess).
2. If I could use one word to sum up the way I feel right now, it would be…
Really. I’m sitting here, listening to the kids’ movie in the background, tired from the day but not tired at all. Today was my first sub job of the school year and I am happy to just be working. This morning the kids, two dogs, and I went for a walk and spent some time in the park. After work I drove the kids to gymnastics. My husband is NOT deployed and in fact, doing the exact opposite: going home to visit his family for a reunion, many of whom haven’t seen him since WAY before the accident. We weren’t able to afford plane tickets for all of us to fly out to his home state but very excited for my husband to see his family.
Our children are healthy. We have wonderful friends. Sure, we are tightening our bootstraps or shining our belts or whatever the phrase is for penny-pinching and sticking to a tight budget but hey, who isn’t? I have ended my relationships with Juicy Couture, Kate Spade, Uggs, IKEA, and Coach: This isn’t good-bye but rather, see you later.
Yup. I’m alright. ***tear***
3. One of the things my spouse does that grosses me out is…
reusing his socks. They are soooooo disgusting! I mean, really, would it be too hard to de-wrinkle them so they’re not dirty stinky grenades in the closet or under the bed AND toss them directly into the washing machine? STOP REUSING THEM ALREADY! YOU ALREADY HAVE A BAZILLION PAIRS OF SOCKS SINCE YOU BUY A NEW BATCH EVERY TIME WE MOVE, FORGET TO PACK THEM, AND/OR LOSE THEM! WHY DO I NEED TO MAKE YOU THROW THEM AWAY WHEN THEY HAVE GAPING HOLES??? GROSS!
And that, my friends, was ten years and eleven months of griping in one paragraph.
4. My readers may think I’m crazy for doing this, but I really love to…
go dancing with my friends! It’s so nice NOT worry about a babysitter (since it’s been either my husband or my brother; the latter costing a case of Rockstar each time, sheesh!) or spending money on alcohol. Sam’s Club sells margaritas in a bottle and you can’t even tell I’m carrying alcohol in my water bottle!
5. Frankly, my dear, I don’t…
believe parents when they say that they don’t understand why their child/children do or say the things they do. They learned it from somewhere!
I have no one to blame when my four-year old says, “WHERE’S MY FUCKING TWINKIES?” in the middle of the grocery store. I have no one to blame when my first grader calls your child a dumbass
unless of course he really is a dumbass. I have no one to blame when my son draws the internal view of the human body as seen from a zombie’s point of view in the middle of Starbucks.
No one. Not even my husband. We both swear but those words were from me or my permission to watch that classic movie Zombieland.
Fuuuuuck, give me a break already!
LMAO! Your turn!