Contemplations of an Army Wife

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Contemplations of an Army Wife

I love caffeine, I love good friends, and I love cooking.&nbsp; I hate cumin, people who don't support the troops, and people who wear &quot;I&nbsp;Voted&quot; stickers for extended periods of time.&nbsp; I recently became an On-Post real estate/make our Service Members happy agent.&nbsp; I'm an Army wife, and the fact that there's a show&nbsp;about&nbsp;being one&nbsp;makes me gag a lil bit.&nbsp; I have an awesome husband, two great stepkids,&nbsp;a phenomenal baby boy, and the best friends in the world.&nbsp;I tell it like it is, and am not in the least religious.&nbsp; I write&nbsp;about&nbsp;things that interest me, and cross my fingers that they pertain to somone else's life, too.&nbsp;&nbsp;For a little more...liberal writing, and for some links to people that I think rock the house, please&nbsp;visit&nbsp;<a rel="nofollow" href="http://contemplationsofanarmywife.blogspot.com/">http://contemplationsofanarmywife.blogspot.com/</a>.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> &nbsp;

Stories by Contemplations of an Army Wife

    On September 11 of this year, we meet the 10-year anniversary of a tragedy that froze the world. A decade ago, humankind watched...
Today I’m pissy. I haven’t talked to my husband and the underwire broke in my bra. The clouds keep coming in and there’s just a...
Dear Representative Bobby Franklin, How did you date all the women in Georgia? Aren’t there, like, a lot of women in Georgia? Seriously, it...
It seems to be inevitable, really. Recently, my stepdaughter heard Yale mentioned on TV.  “What’s Yale?” She asked me....
Is it just me, or does the Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother media infection set your nerves on edge?  Now, I don’t mean to be judgmental,...
Everything spun out of control on my day off. I wanted to spend some time with the spawn, so I kept him home from day care and brought him on my...
Know what’s gross? Cat food. Know what’s grosser? Eating cat food. And right now, you’re probably either scratching...
It started with a cough.  Innocent enough, that little cough. Could have been from anything, really. Water going down wrong, a...
I’m a flincher. A minimum of fifteen times a day, I flinch. If it’s not at my son trying to walk, it’s screaming. If it...
On the twelve-lane, no speed minimum or limit, rocky and scenic road of raising a baby, the sign most often posted is regarding milestones. Everyone...
When I get sick, I get kinda whiny. Okay, I get really whiny. I don’t want to do anything, I don’t want to talk to anyone, and I want to...
We’re being healthy. I hate it. My husband has an exercise ball. It’s this huge, white, monstrous abomination of a...
When I’m dining out, one of my most favorite things is to watch someone have a birthday. The candles, the ice cream, the singing wait staff. It...
I sat in the waiting room wringing my hands. Fears of the dental unknown paraded through my already crowded mind. Pausing, I...
Not to be eaten. Not for use by children under the age of eight. So states the label of the Bubble Yum Chap stick my four-year-old ate...

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