Day 5- My Favorite Quote

There is one quote that I heard from a friend's dad when I was nine years old that has stuck with me through my life. Of course there were the times when I hated that it stuck with me but in the end I always knew the truth of it and realized the importance of understanding and believing. There is also a favorite scripture of mine that goes hand in hand with it and I'll share that too.

"Adversity is mandatory, misery is optional."

John 14:27 Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.

What is your favorite?

Pillow Talk: Another Nipple Rendition

It's the weekend. YES!
We had another nipple incident in the S. household this morning. Another, lying in bed and nipples were involved, incident. This time, I was awake too. Don't worry, I wasn't trying to get some but nipples were definitely involved. Confused? Here we go.

Me: Morning Sweetheart
Him: Morning. Did you sleep well?
Me: I suppose.

SILENCE 

Him: What are you thinking about?
Me: Your nipple hair is staring at me.
Him: Are you being serious?
Me: Yes. It's taunting me. If you had back hair, it'd be staring at me too.
Him: Maybe you should go back to sleep. I think you have problems if you are hearing taunts and seeing stares from imaginary hair.
Me: You do know that if you ever did get back hair, that it is not acceptable and I'd be waxing those suckers right?
Him: Whatever you say babe.
Me: I mean chest hair is fine. It's acceptable. Back hair though, is N A S T Y. I just can't do it. It's gnarly.
Him: Okay.

SILENCE 

Him: You sure you don't want to go back to sleep and re-do the 'Good Morning' conversation?
Me: Nope, I'm good.


If you missed last week's nipple episode, go HERE to catch up.

Day 4- My Favorite Book

I know I sound like a broken record and it's only Day 4 but this was hard. I mean, really. I love so many books, authors, types of books, you know- everything. Well, I will have to settle on a few. I am currently in the midst of reading Tuesdays With Morrie (again) and it is wonderfully inspiring and makes me think. Its absolutely a book that I would recommend everyone read at least once. I also love the Dan Brown novels. Another favorite that has stuck with me since 4th grade is The Giver. I'll stop there because if I don't, I'll be here for hours.

What are your favorites?

Day 3- My Favorite TV Show

Again, this is difficult. I watch soooo many TV shows. I never watch them when they are actually on, but there is this incredible invention called DVR, and I am obsessed. I'll just name a few. One Tree Hill. Yeah, I said it. I think I may be one of the few people who have actually seen every episode all the way from the very first time. One of my brothers and I (another Basketball player, the whole reason the show appealed to us) saw it and started watching back in the days of Nathan+Payton= Love and when Lucas was the outcast poor boy. At this point, I still watch it because I just can't give up on it. I also have watched The Hills every season and was carried over from the old school Laguna Beach. I also watch The City now. I know, I know... ridiculous but I'm addicted. I also watch Grey's Anatomy and no, I haven't seen the finale yet so I am avoiding FB & Twitter right now until I get to it on my DVR. There you have it lovelies, those are just the cream off the top of my television viewing barrel.

What are some of your favorites?

Don't You Just Love a Happy Ending?! (Plus Some Brand New Blog Hops)

Plantation, Florida: Last week police were called to investigate an attempted armed robbery: The 71-year-old retired Marine who opened fire on two robbers at a Plantation, Florida, Subway shop late Wednesday, killing one and critically wounding the other, is described as John Lovell, a former helicopter pilot for two presidents. He doesn't drink, he doesn't smoke, and he works out every day. Mr. Lovell was a man of action Wednesday night.

 

According to  Plantation  police, two masked gunmen came into the Subway at  1949 N. Pine Rd.  just after 11 p.m. There was a lone diner, Mr. Lovell, who was finishing his meal. After robbing the cashier, the two men attempted to shove Mr. Lovell into a bathroom and rob him as well. They got his money, but then Mr. Lovell pulled his handgun and opened fire. He shot one of the thieves in the head and chest and the other in the head.

 

When police arrived, they found one of the men in the shop, K-9 Units found the other in the bushes of a nearby business. They also found cash strewn around the front of the sandwich shop according to Detective Robert Rettig of the Plantation Police Department.

 

Both men were taken to the  Broward General Medical Center, where one, Donicio Arrindell, 22, of  North Lauderdale died. The other, 21-year-old Frederick Gadson of  Fort Lauderdale is in critical but stable condition.

 

A longtime friend of Lovell was not surprised to hear what happened. The friend said, ''He'd give you the shirt off his back, but he'd be mad as hell if someone tried to take the shirt off his back.''

 

Mr. Lovell was a pilot in the Marine Corps, flying former Presidents John F. Kennedy and Lyndon B. Johnson. He later worked as a pilot for Pan Am and Delta Airlines.

 

He is not expected to be charged authorities said. ''He was in fear for his life,'' Detective Rettig said, "These criminals ought to realize that most men in their 70's have military backgrounds and aren't intimidated by idiots."

 

Something tells me this old Marine wasn't 'in fear for his life', even though his life was definitely at risk. The only thing he could be charged with is participating in an unfair fight. One 71 year young Marine against two punks. Two head shots and one center body mass shot... Outstanding shooting! That'll teach them not to get between a Marine and his meal.

Florida law allows eligible citizens to carry a concealed weapon.

 Don't you just love a story with a happy ending? I do!

I know, I know, shameless blog post combining going on but give me a break. 

I saw this over at Mrs. Ma'ams (Check her our HERE!) so I just had to join in. 

Click to join in on any of these and find out the rules. Do it, its FRIDAY!!

Day 2- My Favorite Movie

Another hard one! Man oh man. I'm actually not really that into chick flicks or sappy love stories. I enjoy action movies with lots of bangbang and explosions. Mr. Superman loves it. I do however, have to admit that I love The Notebook. Of course. I love all of the Harry Potter movies. Of course. I LOVE Seven Pounds. I also really enjoy most of the "comic book" movies. There really are so many that I love so I will stop there.

What are some of your favorites?

Day 1- My Favorite Song

Alright, this one is difficult. I love so many songs, artists, bands, types of music, etc. There are a small amount of songs that always make me feel better, or make me emotional, and I never get sick of them. This is one of them, and lately this is a song that has made me feel a little more in touch with the spiritual side of things. I think her voice in incredible. She gives me chills, that's how I know she's good :)

Beginning my 30 Day Meme!

Quickie note: Your overwhelming response and support of my last post was staggering. You are all so fabulous!

I've seen this on a handful of blogs and thought it would be fun. I'll be attempting to do a post for this every day as well as my normal posts. Clinicals, finals, and state boards are coming up though so I may have to bow out a few times. We shall see. Here are the days and topics.

Day 01 - your favorite song
Day 02 - your favorite movie
Day 03 - your favorite television program
Day 04 - your favorite book
Day 05 - your favorite quote
Day 06 - whatever tickles your fancy
Day 07 - a photo that makes you happy
Day 08 - a photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 09 - a photo you took
Day 10 - a photo of you taken over ten years ago
Day 11 - a photo of you taken recently
Day 12 - whatever tickles your fancy
Day 13 - a fictional book
Day 14 - a non-fictional book
Day 15 - a fanfic
Day 16 - a song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 - an art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
Day 18 - whatever tickles your fancy
Day 19 - a talent of yours
Day 20 - a hobby of yours
Day 21 - a recipe
Day 22 - a website
Day 23 - a YouTube video
Day 24 - whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 - your day, in great detail
Day 26 - your week, in great detail
Day 27 - this month, in great detail
Day 28 - this year, in great detail
Day 29 - hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 -- whatever tickles your fancy

Dear Anonymous

I have been blogging for about 2 1/2 years now, maybe a little longer. I just started getting really into it and finding other MilSpouse blogs and bloggers I have things in common with about 2 months ago. In the last 2 months, I have recieved more anonymous commenters than I have in the entire time I've been blogging. They used to make me mad and all fired up but now I just laugh. I decided to start saving these comments for a future post dedicated to these skeezies douche bags lovely readers.

Dear Anonymous: You left me a not so nice comment about my post HERE, where I shared a video from the AF Academy. You did not like the fact that I said, "I imagine being in the Air Force Academy, they have a lot more opportunities and freedom for their creativity spectrum and entertainment." You jumped all over me like white on rice and told me in no uncertain terms should I be talking about things I myself had never experienced. Um, come again? All I was saying was the video was great and that I loved that they had more freedom in being able to make that video. You said it was much harder than BMT blah blah blah. That is besides the point. The fact that trainees at BMT can't have camera's, phones, video cameras, etc. shows that the people in the AF Academy, do in fact, have more freedom, which is all I was saying.

Dear Anonymous: You left me a comment about my post HERE. You misquoted me then questioned me. Two big no-no's Mr. Anonymous. You also made no sense. Although it was difficult to grasp what you were trying to say and in spite of your 4th grade vocabulary level, I will attempt to address your comment. Yes, I said I am Pro-Life. Yes, I said that hearing about abortion makes me sad and sick to my stomach. Yes, I said my political beliefs reflect my religious beliefs. (I still don't know why you kept pointing out to me what I said.) Then you said something that I think amounts to "supporting the war and our troops amounts to murder" so I am "a hypocrite." I don't know if you missed what else I had said in that post about them being my personal opinions/beliefs and not wanting to spark debate about politics but even so, I will respond. I won't talk about whether or not I support "the war" but I will address the fact that you said, "supporting our troops amounts to murder." Are you stupid? I mean really. Are you American? Well even if you are a stupid American, you should support our troops. Them doing what they do, day in and day out, allows you to run the ridiculous words that come from your not so educated head. Them putting on their uniform everyday, allows ignorant idiots like you to question people such as myself. Regardless of whether or not you agree with the war, you should be supporting our troops.

Dear Anonymous: You left me a comment about the same post as the above HERE. You said, "Have you ever thought in all your 'religiousness' that perhaps you have lost so many babies because you are not meant to have kids?" This one kind of has me at a loss. I sense a little bit of sarcasm towards my "religiousness" but at the same time, maybe a bit of inappropriately placed curiosity? I wanted to rage on you but you didn't have the balls to let me know who you were. I mean, there aren't enough words in the English language to describe how insensate, unsympathetic, callous, ignorant, unintelligent, and completely insensitive your comment/question was. All I can do is really hope that you grow a pair before the next time you want to spew your stupidity and that someone in turn can have the eloquence I lack in ripping you a new one making you feel positively abashed.

Dear Anonymous: You left me a comment about my posts HERE, HERE, HERE, HERE, and, HERE. Let me start off by saying that for all your negativity and hatin' you must really love my blog because you KEEP ON COMING BACK. Apparently the fact that you think I am a "complaining, whining, illiterate, unimportant woman who tries to make myself feel more relevant by blogging about being a 'MilSpouse'" doesn't keep you from reading my blog and most certainly, doesn't keep you from being so irritated at me that you never come back. Too bad. I think my life would be complete if I never heard from you again. As for my complaining and whining, I have nothing to say besides this is MY blog, telling MY stories, and talking about MY life. If you don't like it, go jump off a cliff.  Now, concerning your claim that I am an "illiterate, unimportant woman who tries to make myself feel more relevant by blogging about being a 'MilSpouse'", I never claimed to be important or relevant. I also think you need to go look up the meaning of illiterate dearie because the fact that I can read your obnoxious comments and then in turn respond, proves you wrong. Dumbnuts.

Anyone else who is wanting to leave me a negative anonymous comment please rethink it, try to man up, grow a pair, and be an adult. There is no reason for hateful, antagonistic, or cynical attitudes. You're not only wasting so much of your own time and energy but mine as well. Making time to think up things to say and then spending time typing them out shows that you are indeed the ones who are unimportant people attempting to make yourself feel more relevant. This is my blog and I will continue to reject your comments and continue to put you on blast. Feel free to keep reading though!

Not Me!!

Here we are again. Le sigh. It's Monday and the weekly shenanigans are beginning again. Come feel better about yourself over at Not Me Monday. MckMama sure was wise when she created this. Its Fab.

Last Monday afternoon did not find me sorely tempted to follow a caravan of brand new hybrid, black, darkly tinted (I mean gangster dark), Tahoes. My first thought was certainly not that they were the Secret Service and I definitely didn't debate leaving Mr. Superman on base while I discreetly followed behind said caravan towards the opposite end of Georgia. That is something a very nosy, overly curious, watches too many crime shows, cat lady would do. Not me

This past Monday did not include a conversation with Mr. Superman, (a serious one at that), that ended in me exclaiming wonderingly, "You were the Queen of England?!"This was also not followed by an instance of a screaming bird in our backyard that made me jump and ask very seriously if Mr. Superman had just heard the pterodactyl too. That is something someone with way too much Jurassic Park imagination would do, not me.

I definitely didn't threaten Mr. Superman with a very painful death if he followed through with his, "Hey baby, look! I can make it into the toilet if I'm in the closet!" That is something a woman with a houseful of, under the age of 5, boys would do, not me.

Tuesday did not find me at the dinner table full of amazing tacos I had just made, with Mr. Superman blessing the food. He didn't pray over "his burritos" and "Chelle's tacos" and bless that I would find mine decent and compared to his. I definitely didn't burst into barely suppressed laughter. That is something an immature, badly self-controlled 11 year old would do, not me.

What did you not do?