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Tap, tap. Hello? Sorry I disappeared for so long. Actually, I’m not. Sorry I lied. I can’t believe there are still people out there reading this blog, waiting for an update from this chick who, without shame or remorse, deserted you for so long. I don’t have a reason to have maintained radio silence for as long [...]  This is long. Pull up a chair… and if you drink wine- pour a glass (or two). If I’m going to be honest here, because this is, after all, my space to be me. (Hence the 1freshstart… it’s me- finding me again). I’ll let everyone who reads this in on a secret. Shhh… don’t tell anyone. [...] I had great hopes when we PCS’d here that I would get to spend evenings with The Husband. I made him promise before we left Fayettenamville that he’d walk with me in the evenings, sit and have dinner at a decent hour and share in fun activities. A year into this, and it’s the same old pattern. The Husband [...] I just received an email from one of my best friends asking for a simple prayer. We actually did this on Sunday during our services at Chuch. Everyone stopped singing patriotic songs that honored God and we silently prayed for our Nation. I think if each of us got on our knees and prayed, the [...] www.thepatritoticwife.com It’s hard to admit, but I believe this 4th of July had to have been one of my favorites on record. The afternoon of the 3rd I got a wonderful surprise in the mail (seriously, go buy everything you can afford from these women… they are fantastic)! I have my eye on a new bag that [...] Several things in my life lead me to ask this question right now: What is the magical pull some people feel to high school, to those “good old days” when everyone was a walking misery? My neighbor had her twenty year high school reunion yesterday. For the past three months she’s been burning [...] The Husband is returning from Parchute Dude training today(early!) I spent yesterday evening lining up Cat 1, Gomer Pyle, and Cat 2, Radar, insisting that there will have to be an end to the romping on the glass coffee table, no more sitting in the dining room chairs with me as I eat, and no [...] The Mother-In-Law’s description of me for my husband… http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=cats+pajamas I think I like it… it just might stick. I have so many things to say, but words fail me today. I live in the midwest and it’s mid-June, 2008. My husband is off doing “Military Things” while I hold down the homefront. I need an outlet. Somewhere I can go and spill my heart without my friends looking at me like I’m crazy [...] |
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