28 August 2004 * 17:59
So, is it too much? I try to make myself more patriotic however I can, LOL. As if my decorating everything in red, white, and blue will somehow ensure my husband's return. No worse than the yellow ribbons and the special flags they hang in windows I guess. I still have all my stuff up from his going away party July 4th.
I have the kids' cold. Nothing major, just enough to be annoying. They are still snot nosed. Ahh, the joys of parenting. LOL. They aren't too bad though. Lauren is snottier. But they are playing just fine. They aren't eating much, but that is normal.
I am moody. Three guesses why. This time is the worst since I have been on Depo. Pretty painful. I guess stress added to it.
I really, really, really miss William. I want him home with me. Especially since the mystery of the fishing line from one end of my back yard to another. Freaky. And someone messing with my water hose. Someone gets in my yard to mess with stuff either at night, or when I am away from home, and that really bothers me. Yes I sound like my paranoid Dad, but it is creepy.
This KV stuff is starting to bug me too. Vicki changed our Spa Day to a See Who Can Cry the Most Day. Christina had a building donated, a professional manicurist was donating her time, and she had 100 nail polishes donated. Now Vicki has changed it. She wants everyone to bring pictures of their guys and talk about them and make a big collage and light a candle after we talk about them. Ugh. Why make it like that? We all cry all the time at home. Why make us do it in front of each other. Why not make it a day to focus on ourselves for a while and not worry about our Marines constantly. But noooo, we have to see who can cry the most and who can actually get through it without crying. Christina has to call back all those people and cancel. That looks bad. I don't even want to go. I am so frustrated. If she starts trying to take over my Christmas stuff I will put her in her place. I will not sit here and plan my ass off for her to come and change ot to try to look good. I don't care who her husband is or what his rank is. She is just another wife like the rest of us. She is our KV Advisor, and WE are the Coordinators. Which means we do the work and make the decisions...run it by her...then do whatever. Not we plan she likes the ideas then she changes it behind our backs. GRRRRR!!!! After my project, I am ducking out a little. I won't be doing as much. Vicki asked me to make up some invitations for the Ball and I ran it by the girl heading it up and she said that was fine. Then she gets mad and is mad at me. If she wanted to do it she should have said so before I did anything. I don't think I will go to the Ball. I want my first one to be with William. And they are planning something during the day for all the families, then doing the night for just the adults. Now all these people with kids aren't going to want to leave them with some KV's daughter and her dance team. I don't. So I am avoiding it. I will go in December and help with the Toys for Tots stuff. I will go in January for the Valentine's packages. Wi will go in February to plan the coming home ceremony. And in March to plan the coming home ceremony. Then they can stuff it. I had hopes of continuing with the KV stuff and making sure we welcomed new families to the unit properly and provided information to them and things like that. but not at the expense of what little sanity I have left.
Well, I am caught up on my fussing for now. Better go.
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