So, I guess you could say that the Lonely Girl has been trying to keep her head above water, and hasn't written or read anything of value lately. My brain is turning into essentially a piece of mushy oatmeal.
But I AM DONE now. Please end, already, deployment. I want THE Chaplain home safely tomorrow morning as soon as I wake up. I am SUCH a whimp. So many of these Army wives have been through multiple year long deployments and I am done at 78 days. But its not ALL my fault. I have had some real struggles keeping up with getting everyone where they need to be, especially since its baseball season, keeping the house decent, keeping food in the house and actually cooking something besides KFC chicken or Whataburger, without all of the added stresses heaped on us lately.
But really today is all about my confession. I am weak. I AM DONE. This whole deployment thing was novel at first in a tragically Jane Austen sort of way. It was a challenge. To take on sorrow and "THRIVE Not Just Survive" as they say around these Army lands. To deal with the pain of separation from your soul mate and become stronger because of the pain. To function and run everything and fix everything and not get into any car accidents and to have everything perfect so that when he comes home he will say "you did such a great job, Baby" and then he will plant a great big kiss on my lips for a job well done. ( And I am completely aware of the previous sentence being a run on. I was attempting to be poetic.)
But I AM DONE now. Please end, already, deployment. I want THE Chaplain home safely tomorrow morning as soon as I wake up. I am SUCH a whimp. So many of these Army wives have been through multiple year long deployments and I am done at 78 days. But its not ALL my fault. I have had some real struggles keeping up with getting everyone where they need to be, especially since its baseball season, keeping the house decent, keeping food in the house and actually cooking something besides KFC chicken or Whataburger, without all of the added stresses heaped on us lately.
The past couple of weeks have been horrible around Fort Hood. My parents came into town for a visit, which was wonderful. During their visit, not only does the The Most Epic Hailstorm fall upon us, but the Fort Hood shooting of 2014. No wonder they didn't stay longer than 9 days.
As far as the Epic Hailstorm goes... my "new" Mazda which I barely take out of the garage, was taken out for a trip to Lowe's. I thought it might rain and my Jeep had no top on it that day (which is how it should be).
No sooner had I stepped into the store with my dad, did it start to rain.
No. It didn't rain. The sky vomited buckets of water and huge balls of ice upon the mere mortals who lived below. And the wind whipped around in crazy swirls and gusts threatening to blow everything in the town away. I could almost see the Wicked Witch on her broom flying in the windy patterns. It was like no other storm I have EVER seen.
I resigned myself to a car with broken windshields and a unrecognizable exterior.
It wasn't that bad, but it definitely needed to be fixed. I was afraid to stress The Chaplain out by telling him about it before I got details. He has much more important things to fix. But today, I found out all will be well, because insurance is a good thing to have.
But WHY do these things happen when he is GONE?
I just don't want to deal with all that stuff anymore. Being a Princess, I didn't even know if insurance would cover it. And yes, I used my supposed princess status to add a picture of a real life princess in a lovely dress.
No. It didn't rain. The sky vomited buckets of water and huge balls of ice upon the mere mortals who lived below. And the wind whipped around in crazy swirls and gusts threatening to blow everything in the town away. I could almost see the Wicked Witch on her broom flying in the windy patterns. It was like no other storm I have EVER seen.
I resigned myself to a car with broken windshields and a unrecognizable exterior.
It wasn't that bad, but it definitely needed to be fixed. I was afraid to stress The Chaplain out by telling him about it before I got details. He has much more important things to fix. But today, I found out all will be well, because insurance is a good thing to have.
But WHY do these things happen when he is GONE?
I just don't want to deal with all that stuff anymore. Being a Princess, I didn't even know if insurance would cover it. And yes, I used my supposed princess status to add a picture of a real life princess in a lovely dress.
I don't usually have to deal with car stuff. Or unwinterizing the sprinkler system. Or mowing lawns. Or, well, even vacuuming. (Yep he does that too, please don't judge me too harshly) And since I am easily distractible it takes me twice as long to do anything.
And then the shooting happened, which was such a terrible catastrophe for the whole community.....no the whole nation. But especially for those whose loved ones were touched. We were not near the base when it happened, but those who were on base were locked down for several hours. It was very chaotic.
Mostly, though, I just really miss him. I miss hanging out with him every night.
Mostly, though, I just really miss him. I miss hanging out with him every night.
Ironically, in the midst of all of the craziness, there is indescribable natural beauty here in the Lonestar state. The wildflowers are blooming everywhere.
Beautiful fields of every color imaginable. I took a few photos of the bluebonnet fields, but they are not the ONLY flower in Texas. There are bright orange red flowers called Indian paintbrushes. And bright yellow daisies. And other daisies which are yellow with coral red centers. And regular daisies. And light pink flowers I don't know the name of. And there are unending fields of them everywhere. When I see them I think "This is how the Other Land looks in C.S.Lewis' The Last Battle".
The fields get more lush and colorful, the closer you get to Hill Country or Salado or Austin. Well, anywhere further from Fort Hood because the military experiments must have messed with the environment and all. (JUST KIDDING!) My point is, spring is absolutely beautiful in Texas and the flowers astound me every day. I need to get photos of the "other flowers", too. Texas is more than bluebonnets (please dont lynch me, Texan natives). OH and the horses are beautiful too. I still want my husband home, though. Right away.
Beautiful fields of every color imaginable. I took a few photos of the bluebonnet fields, but they are not the ONLY flower in Texas. There are bright orange red flowers called Indian paintbrushes. And bright yellow daisies. And other daisies which are yellow with coral red centers. And regular daisies. And light pink flowers I don't know the name of. And there are unending fields of them everywhere. When I see them I think "This is how the Other Land looks in C.S.Lewis' The Last Battle".
The fields get more lush and colorful, the closer you get to Hill Country or Salado or Austin. Well, anywhere further from Fort Hood because the military experiments must have messed with the environment and all. (JUST KIDDING!) My point is, spring is absolutely beautiful in Texas and the flowers astound me every day. I need to get photos of the "other flowers", too. Texas is more than bluebonnets (please dont lynch me, Texan natives). OH and the horses are beautiful too. I still want my husband home, though. Right away.
