well, with t-minus 3 weeks or so before charles leaves, i'm doing my best to soak up as much of him as possible. he has been off of work and clearing the post since monday, so i've had a week of him being home most of the time, which is nice. it's strange, i am amazingly emotionally detatched from the fact that he's leaving. i know it's coming, and i know it's going to suck, but i'm ok. i can only hope that when i put him on the plane i will be equally ok, but i also somehow know that i won't. i am constantly grateful for his serenty about the situation. i think that's what keeps me so calm. and i'm coming up with lots of things to do to keep me active and busy over the next year. hopefully that will make it easier and help speed the time along.
he is doing a great job of keeping me upbeat. yesterday he went to ACS (army community services) and gave them my contact information. they will contact me once when he leaves to make sure i'm ok and offer to help me if needed; and they also host many events throughout the months for deployed spouses, as we are called. also, through the housing office, there are meetings and priveleges i can partake in. i dont see myself as the type to "reach out" and go join all the clubs and get together with a bunch of weeping women and their 20 bratty kids and lament my struggles in communion with other husbandless people, but i suppose it's nice to know i have that option if i get REEALLY desperate.
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Monday, February 4, 2008
down with the sickness
so, after a rousing bout with some nasty food poisoning last weekend, i spent the whole week recovering. then friday night i ended up having a bit too much to drink and experienced my first hangover, it was a bad one. hence, saturday was spent trying not to puke. then sunday, i finally caught the nasty nasty cold that my husband has been dealing with. so i spent sunday on the couch moaning and groaning. today, i am currently at work, but doubt i'll make it beyond lunch. bad cold symptoms plus bubble guts gergling all over the place. bad things are happening in my body right now and i don't appreciate it!
Saturday, February 2, 2008
beanie weenie
in typical camacho dog fashion, we have another slut bucket in the family. with shameless enthusiasm, this is the position of choice for my little puppy if someone so much as moves a hand toward her. "scratch my belly!" or "take me now!"?
here is beanie showing off her new source of entertainment: cage perching. i was doing dishes the other night and didn't hear her bell tinkling as it does when she's walking around. suspecting mischief, i turned to look for her and saw her staring at me from on top of her cage like the queen of the world, as if to say "what? you're just jealous that you can't fit your fat ass on here!". and thus began an evening of espionage, on my part, to use my super-duper sleuth skills to try and inconspicuously reach for the camera, turn it on, and adjust the zoom so that i could turn quickly and take her picture before she would suspect trickery and jump down to investigate.
she is quite the mamma's dog. she is very independant, but if i dare sit on the couch or the floor, i pretty much have to peel her off of me before i can stand up. this is usually where a rousing game of fetch begins:
don't be fooled by the female bonding rituals, she does reserve special attention just for dad. here she is dancing around on his belly after he abondoned his attempts to get a better picture of her sitting on her cage and decided it best to lay on the floor and let her walk all over him. he is the only person for whom she will give special kisses. he gets in her face, gives her the "shmooopsy" tone of voice, calls her his "babies" and politely asks for "kisses", which are enthusiastically given - with special attention to the insides of his nostrils.
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