Wife, mommy, diabetic....my sanity is missing!!!

DISCLAIMER: There's lots of bad words. I have a potty mouth right now.

This blog post will be all over the place. I just got home from an outing with another Army wife who is stationed here at Lewis. This lady, and I use the term losely, is a piece of fucking work.

To start off, she invited me to a brunch where the hostess doesn't like "certain types of blacks."

That's Strike One.

She also commented and judged me as a mother. Everybody knows my daughter is the love of my life. She's my Princess and I'll be damned if you try and say I'm a bad mommy.  She commented on my daughter still being in TN. I'm sorry but if my MOTHER wants to keep her GRANDDAUGHTER longer than originally planned, I'm not about to say anything. My mom has been there since day 1 and I'll be damned if I snatch her only grandchild away. Fuck you and the damn horse your wanna be sadity ass rode in on.

That's Strike Two.


And today, we went shopping. As usual, I love to shop for my house and for my daughter. And if I see something I like for either, I'm gonna get it. For instance, I found some great framed quotes for my dining room. I also got McKenzie some sandals and a round Dora chair. I don't need any person, other my the man who put the rock on my finger, to count the money I spend. I can control myself. My bills are paid so what the fuck is it to you if I buy what I want?? I'm sorry that our husbands got paid today and your ass is already broke. That's not my fucking problem. Last time I check, our bank accounts were sitting comfortably. Once again, fuck you and that damn horse your ass rode in on.

Strike Three.


A friend of mine told me today that I'm usually so pleasant when I tweet. My tweets today were off my usual character. I try not to let dumb bitches get to me, but this bitch involved my daughter and that's where I draw the line. Talk about me or my husband all day long. But when you involve her, I will blow the fuck up and don't give a damn about it. *breathes deeply*



On another note, usually if you invite someone over your house, you don't leave your sex toys in the guest bathroom. There's nothing better than looking down while washing my hands and being greeted by your blue vibrator.

And another note, there were Obama protestors outside the fair today. I'm all for freedom of speech. You don't have to like our POTUS. I like him and can't help that he has to fix Bush's fuck up. BUT I'LL BE DAMNED IF YOUR ASS SHUSHES ME WHILE I'M USING MY FREEDOM OF SPEECH. My own husband doesn't shush me. Never has and I'll be damned if he does.  I can't help it that I'm an outspoken person. I'm also sorry for you. Sorry that your husband won't allow you to speak your mind. *shrugs* Thank God I'm not married to his trifling ass.

Okay time for happy stuffs *chuckles*

I got to talk to both of my babies today. My daughter asked me for a fish tank for her room. And my husband is doing fine. Thank you the prayers and good thoughts.

Okay, I'm off my soapbox for today.

P.S. I hate wives who wear their husband's rank. Even if my husband outranks yours, you will never know it. I'm humble enough to be thankful for the blessings I have instead of trying to showboat when you ain't got a pot to piss in.

Excuse me if I'm rambling alot in this video. It's my first video blog. And yes, I'm country. :)

Today is officially one week since J left to go fight. I've talked to him on the phone once and we've been emailing and yahoo'ing as well. I got an email from him today letting me know he's alright. Tired but good. Pretty much telling me about what he's doing. He told me to treat myself so I did. Manicure and pedicure and a little shopping at Coach. The mani/pedi was so so. The lady nicked my cuticles too many times. I almost didn't tip her. I ended up tipping her, just not what I usually would for great service. I headed to Coach to get my mommy a purse and wallet for Mother's Day. Yes, I'm early. I ended up getting one for me too. I've had my eye on it for a while and since J said "Treat yourself", I got it. Oh did I mention that he said "lightly" at the end of that sentence? Oooops *chuckles*

I talked to McKenzie today. My mom also sent lots of pictures of her hunting for Easter eggs. On another note, I was invited to an Easter brunch. I chose not to go. The person who invited me told me something that made the decision for me. She said "She(the hostess) doesn't like certain kinds of Black people." Seriously? SERIOUSLY??? Why would I, a proud Black woman, want to go to a girl's (not woman) house when I know she's stupid enough to say such a comment??? I told her no way in hell was I going. Instead I spent the afternoon with a new friend, Tia and her children. I had alot of fun even though we stay in the house and watched TV. She's a cool woman and I'm gonna hate it when they PCS next year. She's not the type to wear her husband's rank. Thank goodness none of my friends do that *wipes forehead*

A lady at the Bath & Body Works Outlet said something to me that made me look at her like a chicken with no head. She asked for my ID and out of habit I gave her my military ID. She told "You're so lucky to be an Army wife. The government takes such good care of you all. Free housing is amazing." Ummm, I didn't realize that the housing was free. Yes, we get an amount for housing. But that doesn't make it free. Also, I didn't set out to become a military wife just to get some freaking money for housing. She obviously don't know much about this lifestyle we live. Uprooted every few years, payroll mistakes, deployments.  If I could have slapped her I would have. But it was Sunday and Easter to boot. That would have just been so wrong.

I have an appointment tomorrow at the Diabetes Clinic on base. I'm not sure what to expect from them but I pray it's something good.

I ask that you keep not only my husband, but all the troops in your prayers.

This week is going to be a long one. I waved my husband away to the sandbox for a second time. The first time wasn't that hard. I had my family and his family to keep me calm. This time I'm almost 3,000 miles away from our families. That's the hard part. My daughter will be out here mid April. My mom will be staying a week or two and then all of them are flying out for the girls spring break. For those that don't know, my grandma, who happens to be 64 years old, adopted 3 girls from a bad home. They are amazing and I couldn't imagine not having them in my family. The good thing are this deployment is that we will pay down a lot of our bills. And it rained. Yes, I'm happy that it rained on his leave day. Why? Because everytime he left for anything Army related, it has rained. That's our sign. If it hadn't have rained, then I'd be a total basketcase.


My best friend's husband is coming home later this week. I'm uberly excited for her. I see the love that they have for each other and I looked at my husband and I. We are truly blessed to have the greatest men in our lives.


My house is officially in order. McKenzie's room is all done and decorated for her arrival. I decided to put Tinkerbell decals as a border around her walls. I think she will love it.


I'm also toying with the option of being a SAHM(stay at home mom). We can afford it. That's not the issue. I need to focus on school 100%. Plus the cost of daycare for my husband's income bracket would cut into the amount I would be possibly be earning. There is a job fair Friday that I'm going to go to and see what's out there. I'm also afraid of putting my daughter into daycare. The first 2 years of her life she has been watched by family while I worked. A friend I met here, Tia, has talked with me about it. She's got a great head on her shoulders.


My diabetes has been crazy out of control. I stopped wearing my pods only cause my husband would knock them off. I'm going to start back on them today. It took me forever to get a decent appointment time to see someone. Endocrinology Clinic at Madigan was saying a month from now. Fuck that. I worked my ass off to get something sooner. Now I have an appoint on April 5th. I need to get this together.


All in all, I'm going to survive this deployment. Come hell or high water, I will survive.

I haven't blogged in a while cause J is gearing up for a deployment. That alone scares me. His job now is alot more dangerous than it was when he deployed in 2007. He likes to keep me informed but sometimes I think he's keeping me TOO informed, ya know? He has nightmares. He had them last time he left and when he was home on R&R. Last night I think he had one. I was holding him, next thing I know I was awaken by the feeling of my pod being ripped off my thigh. I don't ask about the dreams cause I know what they're about. The other morning I woke before him and told him I was going to watch TV in the living room. These were his words: "Don't leave. They will get me."

We have been arguing over petty stuff. I hate he's leaving but I have to remember that it's part of the reason why we have financial stability. Not to mention the best healthcare there is. And for this, I can't thank my husband enough for choosing to go active.

A factory in my hometown of Dyersburg, TN shut down. Over 600 people are losing their jobs. I can't imagine going through that and having my husband come home and tell me that his last check was the last. My prayers are with everyone that worked there.

The whole stress of this deployment is causing havoc on my glucose levels. I'm never under 200 unless I starve myself. Not happening. The stress is also causing me to eat more than I normally would. I've taken up walking to help with the stress and lowing my numbers. I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow to talk to my doctor about trying Symlin to help curb my appetite. I am also invited to try out Zumba with 2 other wives who are stationed here. That will be nice to try. Right now, I'm going to help my friend Treva change her blog background. She's a sweetheart and I love her dearly. She's given me so much advice as I have her. I'm blessed to have a few close friends (Andrea, Rain, Treva, Joy, Drea) to be there when I need something. I also have a few new friends from Twitter and a message board of military wives who I can talk to. Even if it's just to vent.

I have been so freaking busy that I haven't had the time to even think of writing a blog post or updating the D365 page on flicker.

Lets start with the moving. I'm officially jobless. It was somewhat bittersweet cause I know I had to quit in order to stay with my husband and our daughter. I visited Fort Lewis, WA for a little over a week. I LOVE it out there. Absolutely gorgeous. Well, when it's not raining. You can view Mount Rainer from every location on the base. We chose to find a place off base in Lakewood. I love our apartment. I't perfect for us and I love the furniture I picked out too. Of course, Jeremy didn't care what it looked like as long as he has a place to sleep and I have a place to cook LOL.

Now on to my diabetes stuffs. My levels have been extra wacky since I'm trying to plan a move and get everything set up. Soon as I touched down in Tennessee, I was planning on getting my bloodwork pulled for my A1C check. Since I've been on the pump for almost 3 months now, I wanted to see how much it helped me. Let me start by saying my A1C on Dec 1, 2009 was a 9.5. This one was a jaw dropping 7.1!!! I was uberly shocked as was my husband. We celebrated by having pizza for dinner. I've also been getting my medical records together for the move. I visited my family doctor that I've been seeing since 1999. My diagnosis date is November 16, 1999 and my fasting glucose level was 335 and my A1C was a whopping 15.1!!!! 15.1!!!!!!! Can't wait to get them officially in my hands so I can read more about this stuffs.

I'm going to have to leave my bebe McKenzie in Tennessee with her grandma. She'll be excited but i'm gonna miss her butt. My mom and her are going to fly out right before Jeremy deploys (ooops I left that out huh?).

About that deployment, the lovely hubs will be getting shipped off the Afghanistan in a few weeks. I'm not exactly sure how I feel about this. I'm gonna be in a new city and won't know anybody. Only time will tell......

DISCLAIMER: Excuse me if this blog post is all over the place. So much stuff in my mind and it's hard to separate it all.


Well I just recently got back from Fort Benning Georgia seeing my husband gradutate from re-classing into infantry. The ceremony was great. A few weeks before graduation, my husband got orders to Fort Lewis, WA. I fly out Saturday morning at 07:00 to go out there and set up housing and whatever else I need to do. This will be my second plane trip. I must say I'm excited yet nervous. This is my very first Permanent Change of Station (PCS) move and I want to make sure I do everything like it's supposed to be done.

I had to go the endo on Monday. He had to up my basal rates during the day and at night. I was still a little bit higher than I wanted to be. I had to go back into the office today to get a letter for when I get to the airport so I don't have any issues when it comes to my pump and supplies. I also had to get a bottle of Apidra to hold me over til I can call and get the updated prescription filled. I should be able to do that Monday and have it shipped while I'm in WA.

Tomorrow I am going to get my nails all prettified and designed for Valentine's Day. The hotel has been book, flight booked, and the car has been rented. Now comes the lovely wait....