Okay, this is one of those blogs that won't be broken into three. This is one BIG ASS RANT.
So, We've been in TRADOC for almost a year and a quarter now... The bad thing about this is privates get babied for WAY to long!! Some of these little douche nuggets here need a taste of BIG ARMY REALITY!
Por ejemplo:
There's a private here at Ft Sill in Aaron's AIT battery that tries to sham out of EVERYTHING because he complains all the time that he doesn't spend enough time with his family... REALLY?! (I'll come back to that thought)...
Normally the boys that live off post don't have to go to COB on Tuesdays, Wednesday, and Thursdays... Today they had to. This private started to throw a fit to himself and once out of class, hauled ass home to grab his child from his wife (mind you this family has TWO cars and the wife DOES NOT WORK) and brought the child TO FORMATION saying "that he couldn't stay because he had to take care of his child becuase his wife was too busy...
Seriously?! Try to pull that when you're in the opporational army... And please complain right now how much you don't to see your husband... Try the fact that the job they picked has NO set hours and doesn't care what you're in the middle of? He has to show up when they need him and be there until the system is back up... which could take 24 hours or MORE!
I'll do you one better. He didn't want to be in class... They used THIS story:
The wife's mom was "sick" back home in Tennessee and refused to go to the hospital and that his wife had to fly home immediately and he needed to take her... Never mind the fact that they have TWO cars... Aaron also offered up me to take her since it was my day off, but "that just wouldn't work" with no reason behind it. Later that day Aaron and I saw BOTH of them (time enough for her to have gotten to TN with a long layover time) headed into town to the mall. The excuse they used once they got busted? She got "so sick" on the way to the airport that "they wouldn't let her onto the plane." BULL SHIT.
I seriously HATE whiny wives like this!! You knew what you were coming into when he signed up for the Army... I can't wait to see you flop in the BIG Army.
All my Seasoned BAMFAWS? I want replies.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Cake, Nudes, and Legit
DISCLAIMER:
This post is not a bait and hook for compliments.
This post is something that IRKS me and STILL makes me scratch my head.
Boys, It's your turn to respond.
(Ladies, you're still welcome to put in your 2 cents lol)
What exactly makes a woman "HOT?"
Seriously... Everyone knows at least on of all three types I'm about to go through here... Along with a combination of some of them all mashed and meshed up together.
Caked-Faced-Nearly-Naked, I-Strive-To-Be-Different, and the There's-Something-About-Mary-Type.
THAT girl. Need I say more? The one that CAKES on her face (to the point if you saw her with no make-up on... you would have no idea who she was) and dresses like she works on the nearest street corner? Her facebook profile picture is her with f*ck*d up hair and her best duck face? Yeah, THAT girl. What in the world makes her "attractive?" Could it be what the media has pumped into the minds of our generation? Less clothes, more skin. More make-up, less weight..... okay, I'm done.
Seriously though... WHAT makes this girl attractive?
You know what? Forget the three types of girls.
Let's attack it from this angle.
How does a guy's mind work?? Maybe something like:
"This girl I could see myself screwing just for a one night stand... She's HOT. This girl I could see myself dating... but I don't think I could really ever take her seriously. And this girl, I could see myself with for the rest of my life... She's safe."
Is that how it works?
Does every guy have a different definition of hot?
Please break this down to me and every other woman on the earth.
Get. At. It.
Thursday, April 14, 2011
My Ft Jackson Ladies, My Home Dogs, Lawton
Army Wives Stick Together
I've found this phrase true with the friends I've made on only ONE post. Ft. Jackson. I miss these ladies more than they probably know. One of my best friends ever opened up the world of Army Wife Life and Army Family to me at this very post. In my scattered time that totals to 2 months that I spent there, I've made the best friends in such short time. Mary, Jen, Melynda, Tina, Maritza, and Amy/Heather.
At first I had to hide the fact that I was just a SIT's wife to avoid a little (or a lot) of trouble. I dodged answering questions like how old I was, how long Aaron had been in, where he was, and what exactly he was doing while I was visiting Ft. Jackson. I was worried that maybe when we were able to tell my little secret they wouldn't like me too much anymore. I was wrong.... VERY wrong.
I thought that since I hadn't spent so much time with these ladies that I would just be "friends" with them on facebook and never really talk with any of them anymore... Again.... WRONG.
I feel like these ladies are my sisters. I can't wait to go back and visit them. And I surely hope that one day the wind blows me to a duty station with at least one of these fabulous women.
Of course a lot of the credit goes to Mrs. Thompson (boy she hated when I called her that in the beginning). If she hadn't taken me under her wing on their first cycle on the trail, I would never know what the Army Family is all about. I would never have had such peace of mind going through the first two months of marriage being spent apart. I feel I know more about what lies ahead of me in our Army Life than what most noob wives know in the first contract term of their SO's enlistment. I've found another best friend in life in this fine lady. In a matter of a month we were inseparable... well, at least on the phone. haha In that time we had already demised a scheme to get me to stay at her house a week prior to graduation. Upon meeting her? It was like I knew her all my life. There was never an awkward moment had between us. Hell, we even ran around her house in unmentionables half asleep/awake when Puffin was dead asleep.
There's No Place Like Home
There are times, though, where I wish I could just click my glittery red heels three times and find my self in the place I longed to get away from for so long. There in that small ass town are my "child hood" bests. No matter where I am in the world, they always make time to talk... Vice-versa.
These kids supported my decision to grow up a lot faster than I needed to. Not very many people were with me on that decision, as you can imagine. They were with me every step of the way. Planning my wedding, showers, parties, and keeping me occupied as the slow two months passed while BCT was going on.
We have some special friendships... and Lord knows if I find any (other than Mary and my Ft Jackson girls) friends like'm on the planet.
I mean, Paige has watched me pee on a stick, we get obnoxious in movies, and eat sushi and Canes at least once or twice a week. Kayla and I send each other pictures of the awesome dumps we take and burp aloud until our faces turn blue. Rachel and I used to pee in the grass in her back yard in the middle of the night if we didn't feel like going inside to go in the middle of our night swims and color book sacks until our fingers were rainbow colored. Sarah and I could spend HOURS watching every Audrey Hepburn movie ever made and play rock band until blisters took over our fingers. K.P. and I would just spend money (mostly of which was her mothers) and dye Easter eggs in mass production.
Paige and I have been friends for years and years on end. She's been there for me since I moved to dinky denham in the 5th grade (about 9 years). Her and I talk every day. Even if I'm a bazillion miles away. She probably knows more about military life than most civilians. She chooses to learn those things because it's what her best friends life is now all about. Between her, Mary, and Kayla... They would all come flying to me in one way or another if a government SUV ever showed up in my drive way with devastating news.
And who could forget the most amazing recruiting crew in the world over at 3T5D. The Wadleigh Family has been there for us through the whole thing. I never expected a recruiting station to go above and beyond what they are called to do as recruiters.
Wanna know why the state of Texas hasn't fallen into the Gulf of Mexico yet?
Because Oklahoma SUCKS!
I've managed to make a few friends in Oklahoma. The only good good friend I met here in OK, she's already PCS's to another station :( but I'm blessed to have one of the most BOMB co-workers. She's slowly teaching me to pimp a car. lol I've also had the pleasure, for some not so much *cough cough*, of meeting some of Aaron's "Battle Buddies" wives. Some of the other fellow 94S wives I have yet to meet (which will be fixed VERY soon).
In the ones that I have met face to face, I just don't gel with like I do my Jackson Ladies or my Home Dogs. Makes things a little lonely here. I work, I go home, eat dinner with Aaron, Sleep, and do it all over again. BLAH.
All in all? I miss my girls.
I've found this phrase true with the friends I've made on only ONE post. Ft. Jackson. I miss these ladies more than they probably know. One of my best friends ever opened up the world of Army Wife Life and Army Family to me at this very post. In my scattered time that totals to 2 months that I spent there, I've made the best friends in such short time. Mary, Jen, Melynda, Tina, Maritza, and Amy/Heather.
At first I had to hide the fact that I was just a SIT's wife to avoid a little (or a lot) of trouble. I dodged answering questions like how old I was, how long Aaron had been in, where he was, and what exactly he was doing while I was visiting Ft. Jackson. I was worried that maybe when we were able to tell my little secret they wouldn't like me too much anymore. I was wrong.... VERY wrong.
I thought that since I hadn't spent so much time with these ladies that I would just be "friends" with them on facebook and never really talk with any of them anymore... Again.... WRONG.
I feel like these ladies are my sisters. I can't wait to go back and visit them. And I surely hope that one day the wind blows me to a duty station with at least one of these fabulous women.
Of course a lot of the credit goes to Mrs. Thompson (boy she hated when I called her that in the beginning). If she hadn't taken me under her wing on their first cycle on the trail, I would never know what the Army Family is all about. I would never have had such peace of mind going through the first two months of marriage being spent apart. I feel I know more about what lies ahead of me in our Army Life than what most noob wives know in the first contract term of their SO's enlistment. I've found another best friend in life in this fine lady. In a matter of a month we were inseparable... well, at least on the phone. haha In that time we had already demised a scheme to get me to stay at her house a week prior to graduation. Upon meeting her? It was like I knew her all my life. There was never an awkward moment had between us. Hell, we even ran around her house in unmentionables half asleep/awake when Puffin was dead asleep.
There's No Place Like Home
There are times, though, where I wish I could just click my glittery red heels three times and find my self in the place I longed to get away from for so long. There in that small ass town are my "child hood" bests. No matter where I am in the world, they always make time to talk... Vice-versa.
These kids supported my decision to grow up a lot faster than I needed to. Not very many people were with me on that decision, as you can imagine. They were with me every step of the way. Planning my wedding, showers, parties, and keeping me occupied as the slow two months passed while BCT was going on.
We have some special friendships... and Lord knows if I find any (other than Mary and my Ft Jackson girls) friends like'm on the planet.
I mean, Paige has watched me pee on a stick, we get obnoxious in movies, and eat sushi and Canes at least once or twice a week. Kayla and I send each other pictures of the awesome dumps we take and burp aloud until our faces turn blue. Rachel and I used to pee in the grass in her back yard in the middle of the night if we didn't feel like going inside to go in the middle of our night swims and color book sacks until our fingers were rainbow colored. Sarah and I could spend HOURS watching every Audrey Hepburn movie ever made and play rock band until blisters took over our fingers. K.P. and I would just spend money (mostly of which was her mothers) and dye Easter eggs in mass production.
Paige and I have been friends for years and years on end. She's been there for me since I moved to dinky denham in the 5th grade (about 9 years). Her and I talk every day. Even if I'm a bazillion miles away. She probably knows more about military life than most civilians. She chooses to learn those things because it's what her best friends life is now all about. Between her, Mary, and Kayla... They would all come flying to me in one way or another if a government SUV ever showed up in my drive way with devastating news.
And who could forget the most amazing recruiting crew in the world over at 3T5D. The Wadleigh Family has been there for us through the whole thing. I never expected a recruiting station to go above and beyond what they are called to do as recruiters.
Wanna know why the state of Texas hasn't fallen into the Gulf of Mexico yet?
Because Oklahoma SUCKS!
I've managed to make a few friends in Oklahoma. The only good good friend I met here in OK, she's already PCS's to another station :( but I'm blessed to have one of the most BOMB co-workers. She's slowly teaching me to pimp a car. lol I've also had the pleasure, for some not so much *cough cough*, of meeting some of Aaron's "Battle Buddies" wives. Some of the other fellow 94S wives I have yet to meet (which will be fixed VERY soon).
In the ones that I have met face to face, I just don't gel with like I do my Jackson Ladies or my Home Dogs. Makes things a little lonely here. I work, I go home, eat dinner with Aaron, Sleep, and do it all over again. BLAH.
All in all? I miss my girls.
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