Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
"Their lives remind us that freedom is not bought cheaply. It has a cost; it imposes a burden. And just as they whom we commemorate were willing to sacrifice, so too must we -- in a less final, less heroic way -- be willing to give of ourselves." ~ Ronald Reagan, Memorial Day 1982
Let us not forget that freedom is not free.
Remember those who have given their lives and the ones still fight
so that we may have the lives we lead.
Memorial Day is not just another day off.
It's a day to remember.
Thank you to all who serve and who have served
T.A. ~ Mama, can I have marshmallows?
Me~ No. It's 8 am. Too early for marshmallows. (Yes I'm the mean mom)
T.A. ~ Mama, you sick?
Me~ Yes, mommy has a cold.
T.A. Mama, marshmallows will make you feel better. Let's have marshmallows momma.
I just shake my head and laugh... Where does he come up with this stuff...
and no... he still didn't get marshmallows. He's sulking on the couch right now shooting me the stank eye.
It's what I am...
So, sorry I've been a bad blogger,
but as I type this I am surrounded by
and my blankets
my comfy green socks.
I'm on my couch
trying to muster up the strength to
make it back downstairs to my bedroom.
It's a long walk y'all.
So, hopefully soon I'll have
some stuff worth reading up here.
Until then AHHHH CHHHHHHOOOOOOOO!
A very sick....
Friday, May 27, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
I know that
was the month of
We attended a festival on base
picture was taken.
Just got it back yesterday and I wanted to share it with you.
Mr. Sergeant and His Babies
It's so rare to get a picture with all three of them full on cheesing like this!
The loves of my life.
I absolutely pink puffy heart this picture!
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
This week our
Ms. India Arie.
I can remember the first time I heard her music.
I had to know who this was
whose lyrics captured what I was feeling
as almost we were thinking the same thing
at the very same time.
I fell in love with Ms. Arie
from the first note.
I hope you take the time to listen to her word and her music
as I do or at least can appreciate some good music
when you hear it.
courtesy of IndiaArieVEVO via youtube.com
I Am Ready For Love
courtesy of IndiaArieVEVO via youtube.com
courtesy of IndiaArieVEVO via youtube.com
Heart of the Matter
courtesy of canadianmaiden via youtube.com
courtesy of lies01 via youtube.com
courtesy of elibrown810 via youtube.com
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Friday, May 20, 2011
Had a "Good" day today?
This girl did!
Thank you Jesus
for good company
the ability to laugh.
We're moving forward.
One step at a time.
Who's going to beat this funk.
I am indeed.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
I just want to go home.
I keep saying this to myself.
Although I have been trying to be happier.
I know this is a process
I will not feel like screaming from
how much I love this place
for that matter.
The days go by and
I feel like they are wasted.
Deep down inside I know they aren't.
I spend quality time with my son.
I clean, I cook, I read.
I don't do anything outside
it's too hot.
I feel empty.
Like my body is here.
I'm going through the motions.
But my soul is gone.
I have no feeling.
It's at night when all is quiet
that I feel everything.
The loneliness, the longing,
of what I'm longing for
I can't be too sure.
I think it's me.
I miss me.
I get upset.
Mr. Sergeant and I are suffering.
I love him.
He wants to help.
He doesn't know how.
I don't ask him to help.
I ask him to leave me alone.
I push him away.
The very last thing that
I should be doing.
And here I am doing it.
During the day it's the Athlete and I
We tend to have fun just us.
But I feel like he's missing out.
He doesn't have friends.
The only interaction he has
during his swim lessons on Tuesdays.
This past Tuesday he screamed not to leave.
We stayed an extra hour past the class and
he still screamed not to go.
He screamed he wanted to go back to FL.
That hurt. Really bad.
I want to go back to FL too.
This is our life now.
Here in this place.
I'm not helping him adjust because I'm not adjusting.
I feel like I'm screwing everything up.
I feel like I'm failing as a mom
that brings me a pain that I can't even begin to describe.
He is here with me all day.
Him and I.
I and Him.
He has no friends.
Neither do I.
What do we do?
What do I do?
I've tried making friends with
those spouses that have kids here.
My son and I
We're not good enough.
I honestly don't care about them not liking me.
But to reject my son.
My sweet boy.
With the kindest, biggest heart.
Who loves everyone
just wants to be friends.
That's not right.
It makes me angry.
This has me very upset.
I'm crying now.
I don't understand what's happening.
What this is I'm going through.
I've never gone through this before...
I've been through so many things.
And now here I am...
This... being here is breaking me...
The question is am I going to let it?
Am I strong enough to break-free of this breakage?
I'd like to think so...
I just don't know how.
I don't know what to do...
I'm so sorry about posting this...
I went back and forth about it...
I want to write happy posts...
More than anything I want to write a happy post right now.
for that I'm sorry.
Please stick with me...
I'm sure there is some happy in there somewhere...
I've got to find it... and fast.
Mr. Sergeant and I
venture to the NEX
ever do that again.
We spent almost $130
on four bags of groceries
and I still have to get stuff
from other grocery stores.
Next time you buy ground beef
be thankful it's not this per pound.
That says $7.79 for a pound of
Heaven forbid you need cherries... :-/
$9 a pound?
I think I'll be sticking to
shopping at the
in the local economy.
Unless of course,
there are no cherries or beef.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Love His Songs,
This Years Love(my favorite)
courtesy of MizzTonia via youtube.com
courtesy of TheRainbowTrain via youtube.com
courtesy of aoifedaly56 via youtube.com
Please Forgive Me
courtesy of murishmedias via youtube.com
(Mr. Sergeant's and mine's song)
courtesy of zlrebel75 via youtube.com
PS. Don't forget to link up. :-)
Monday, May 16, 2011
It's Monday again,
I thought I'd do a post about
I don't know if this is
all about military.
I've been thinking about something lately.
Where are we going next?
I know there is never a sure fire way to
pick where you end up.
It'd be nice, but that would be too much like right.
You just go where they send you.
Which is fine somewhat. lol
I'm getting used to this place slowly.
I may or may not be x'ing
the days off on a calender...
but that's neither
here nor there.
Today, Mr. Sergeant and I
updated his dream-sheet.
For my Non-Military
a dream-sheet is what it sounds like.
A wish list of places to go.
I'm nervous about it.
Of course we picked Florida.
(practically every base in FL) LOL
That's where we're the most happiest at in this world.
However, we picked a few other places
that are unknown to us both.
We've never visited,
no family or friends...
It'd be like here.
our military life.
That's when I got scared.
The unknown again?
I don't know if I can handle
See previous posts...
So for now,
my fingers are crossed for Florida again.
But if one of the others are picked,
I have y'all to help me get ready right?
What do you think of the dream-sheet idea?
Where would you want to live?
Happy Monday and don't forget to stop over and do this!
It's a great blog hop, for military bloggers and those of you who love us. ;-)
Sunday, May 15, 2011
This is a conversation between The Athlete and I
before nap-time today.
Me: Alright Beau; it's about that time
T.Athlete: What time is it Mum Mum (in his sweetest baby voice)
Me: It's nap-time Babe
T.Athlete: I can't take a nap today
Me: Why not?
T.Ath: Daddy said I not have too.
Me: He did, well let's call him.
T.Athlete: No Mum Mum. No call him. Daddy busy at werk righ now.
Me: How do you know?
T.Athlete: He told me. He is BUSY. NO CALL DADDY MUM MUM! Pweety Peas Mum Mum!
Me: Okay, I won't call Daddy, but you have to lay down now.
T.Athlete: Mum Mum, I can't take a nap now. I have to party.
(This convo has gotten intriguing)
Me: ?! Excuse me?
T.Athlete: I have to party Mum, like a rockster (Rock-star)
I'm a rockstar MumMum.
Me: Oh really. Who said that?
T.Athlete: Sissy, and Sissy said rocksters don't take naps they party.
Me: Boy, have a good nap.
I'm off to call daddy and tell him we have rocksters
and negotiating toddlers living in our home. I'm sure he'll be impressed.
So that's it ladies and gents. It's official. My son is a rockster.
Life should only get more interesting from here. LOL
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
I really want to blog,
Really I do.
I want to write about the
mundane things of
my life here in Bahrain.
I want to write about
meanings of life
that I am
there are none such things
As of late I have
and I mean
hated being here
of my being.
There is nothing profound about that.
Each day I cry. I stress. I get angry.
having a jolly ole time
I wasn't going to write this.
I don't like writing
I'm typically a happy person.
I find any reason to make laugh.
I love to have a good time
I usually can take life as it comes.
where I am
I'm in a foreign country
with foreign people,
who also think
I've never felt more lost
I'm questioning myself.
Am I strong enough for this?
Is this where I am supposed to be?
Do I have what it takes to continue to be Mrs. Sergeant?
What the fuck was I thinking moving to Bahrain?
Sorry about the last one,
but it's a question
I have asked myself
every. single. day.
I feel like a clown.
I smile to get through the day.
Not to let my children see me upset.
Desperate for something.
Oh and before you ask
"Why aren't I making friends with other wives"?
I'll tell you.
Here in Bahrain the lines between
Officer Wife and Enlisted Wife
are very clearly drawn and you do not
They don't let you.
Where does that leave me?
So VERY homesick.
I'm praying this passes.
I'm praying that I have what it takes
To learn to love where I am
whatever moment I'm in.
I am going to try and write here more.
This blog and twitter
have been my lifelines.
Really more than anyone could even begin to realize.
To you guys,
Thank you for being a sounding board.
Thanks for listening to ridiculous rants
such as this.
I feel better to have gotten that out.
I will get better.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Just had so much to say
I feel like that today. :-/
On a good note,
I was nominated to be one
Top 25 Military Family Blogs
that does require a little help from
my awesome readers!
Y'all gonna help me right?
Just click on the cute circle below
vote for me!
You can vote once a day
until May 25th.
So, how awesome would that be to
actually make the Top 25?
That would be EPIC.
Okay. I'm out of rambles.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
I had no idea it was National Pet Week
until I stumbled across it on a Running from the Law
Sara is donating a dollar to
for every comment she gets.
Last year she had 41,
this year she wants to beat that total.
Let's help her!
And of course I couldn't leave this post
without a picture of my
***excuse how I'm looking*** seriously.
Happy National Pet Week!
Sunday, May 1, 2011
It's already May?!
Where has 2011 gone?
It seems like just yesterday
I was celebrating New Years
Now it's May?!
There are a many cool things happening this month.
Military Spouse Appreciation
Cinco De Mayo
What are you doing to celebrate
the holidays that come
with May Flowers?
Over here in this country
Today was Labour Day
I had no idea
I tried to take
There was no school.
I looked like an
That shan't be happening again.
This weekend we
Bought me a car that is automatic. ;-P
Hung out by the pool
Destroyed the box YiaYia sent us
Found a cupcake shop walking distance from our house!
(I'm too happy about this.)lol
Went shopping for fruits and veggies at the Souq
Dil, our housekeeper/nanny showed the kids how to pick
the best fruit and vegetables. Her aunt Demmi went with us
to show us which vendors were good and which ones weren't so good.
It was a great time and we all enjoyed ourselves very much.
During our next visit to the souq
we'll venture into the meat/fish area.
Then after that the fabric souq
(I'm looking forward to this the most!)
Then the gold souq.
What did you do this weekend?