A funny little thing, last night we were playing SingStar Country and I wanted to sing Blake Shelton’s “Home”. Well 2nd Daughter G has voiced a few times, while listening in the car, she didn’t like that song. However I like the song and am a fan of Blake Sheltons so that’s what I chose. I put it on and she says “Mommy I don’t like this song. I don’t want to hear some civilian whining about wanting to go home”. Oh my little Army Brat, I love her!

This morning I’m watching “Band of Brothers”. My usual “Days of Our Lives” isn’t on so that’s it for now. I need to get dressed and mail out this carepackage for my honey. Lots of coffee, creamer, donut sticks, to go coffee cups w/ lids and other various items. Maverick’s birthday is in a couple of weeks. I want to send him a fun b-day package. I need to look up ideas. Last year we had our friends over to BBQ, the girls and I got him an Ipod with a docking station. I would send him an Itunes card but the internet sucks over there and he really doesn’t have much access to a computer that can go on Itunes anyway.

I’m feeling really down today and I don’t even know if I have any readers any more, I have lost my blogging muse. I have actually lost all of my creative muses. All I can think of is the day Maverick comes home and is laying next to me in our bed. Somedays it’s hard to do the simple things. For a change of mood I leave you with Desdemona…

I’ve been watching “Major Dad” on Hulu everynight for the past four days. I watched it when it was first on but I was younger, not married to a fine soldier or realizing just how true a lot of the silliness on the show is. I think “The Major” is a tad over the top but I see how a 42 year old single Major in the Marie Corps might be a little too Hoorah. I have met my share of married Army guys that are too Hooah, so why not. I think it is kind of too much that his wife and the girls call him Major and refer to him as “The Major”. I have heard a lot of military make their children say Sir. Is that mainly a military thing? I don’t know I’ve been around it for twelve years and don’t have much to compare it too.

So two night ago the smallest G and I were layin’ up in my bed watching it together and it was the episode where The Major goes off to Central America on a combat mission. Little G and I didn’t say much while watching that episode until it continued and we watched the next episode. The girls were talking about how much they hate it, how worried Polly was etc. Then they finally said how long he was gone, ten days. Little G snorted and said “Ten Days! That’s It!” and looked me like pffft whatever.

I have to laugh at the show though because one day that will be my house. Three little girls, a wife that doesn’t exactly see his point of view or the Army’s, and one day he will be a Major. A Major pain… ha ha, bad joke. He’s not a pain, he’s my honey. I miss him.

The next day she told her sisters about it. Big Daughter G said “Ten days, we get excited when daddy will be home in two weeks! It probably took him four days to get there.” I shared the story with Maverick and he said ” I want to come home on the next episode. That’s a vacation, not a deployment.” I always wanted to live a prime time sitcom life. Speaking of my non-sitcom life, I have cleaning to do before I take off to Hobby Lobby. I hope ya’ll have a fun productive day. I’ll be sweating out at the barn tonight.

R&R was wonderful! It didn’t go too fast, of course it could have gone slower but overall it was perfect. We didn’t do all that much. We hung out at home, spent two nights at Lake Travis, rode horses together, ate out, saw “Land of the Lost” and reconnected. The reconnecting was the best part. Talking about what is important to us, reevaluating our goals and dreams. Maverick and I are in a great place right now. Deployments physically separate families however if you have a strong foundation nothing can come between you. That’s not to say that it wont be hard, only that it will not destroy you. I learned that from the last deployment, our first. It was such a hard time for me.

In horse news Big Daughter G had two playdays this past weekend. The first I have no idea how she did, it was done kind of odd, no age groups, the exhibitions were done after the main run which does not make sense. Exhibitions are done so you can fix mistakes you might have done, a signal given to the horse wrong, tack that might be feeling funny, why bother doing it after the fact? That doesn’t help anybody. It was frustrating, I wasn’t happy with the entire thing. It was good practice for her though. They had different patterns to run, so we’ll keep going just for practice alone. The greatest thing was Maverick got to see her run before he left the next morning.

Her Saturday playday was so much better. I really like the way Temple Longhorn Riding Club does things. They keep the grass mowed, big deal to keep bugs from attacking you. They have a snackbar, exhibitions are done before the main ride and they run by age group. Big “D.G.” placed second in barrels and straight away. She got a no time on poles due to her leaning and Tasha going around the poles. Tasha did what she was told though :P. Overall Big “D.G.” did very well and we’re so proud of her.

NKorea warns of nuclear war amid rising tensions - Yahoo! News

That’s kinda scary. Like lots scary. However I am not building a bomb shelter as of yet. Though it sounds kinda cool to say I have one. Bomb Shelter/Fun room… mmmhmmm.

I had to go to Milblogging.com : The World’s Largest Index of Military Blogs (Milblogs) to get information on #MilitaryMon which thankfully explained what a Hashtag was on Twitter, along with what #MilitaryMon was. However I don’t think putting #MilitaryMon and all of our usual disgruntled thoughts would be productive… :p. My very educated guess would be that it is more supportive and bringing things to the attention of readers, or civilians who still have very very strange ideas about our military and our military way of life. So type in the hashtag on Twitter and you might be surprised who is a huge military supporter. It’s nice to know people care, or rather still care. Check out the “Today” show on NBC in the mornings, they are really rallying support. Next week it will probably be something else, but hell, we will take what we can.

However here at Ms. MO’s Mad Mad World, I will put my disgruntled thoughts out there, ’cause I can, I have earned it. My main disgruntled thought is still R&R. We are now three weeks behind our scheduled first date. We got a second date only to have three flights canceled. Two due to weather and one just ’cause they can. Everytime Maverick calls it is never good news about when he will be here. Second Daughter “G” has a dance recital this Friday with her first solo. She is the only girl with a solo, it’s a big deal. He already missed Big Daughter “G”’s first playday, and yes with a deployment, these things happen. But let’s not miss out on everything, mmmmmkay.

I am still looking forward to everything else. Mostly of Maverick learning to ride. I have never seen him on a horse and I think it will be seriously yummy. I also can’t wait to take him to some new places to eat, go dancing, fishing, ride around in the Jeep with the top down. Oh which I am going to learn to drive it in exchange for him agreeing to learn to ride a horse. I can teach him, he can teach me :). *sigh* I just want my honey home.

Hooah - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
I had to laugh at a few of these:

“A substitute for “that’s cool”. “That’s hooah”.” - I have never heard this. Did the DOD edit this article? Are they trying to be cool? I have this saying about Disney that I find to be quite true for the military too. They find some cool-ish idea and then dork it up as much as possible. Seriously I will never say “OMG that movie was so hooah.” No not likely to come out of my mouth or anybody I know for that matter. Unless it was some over dramatic dorked up Army propaganda. Then the sentence/statement would apply but in a very snarky way.

“Glad to meet you, welcome” -really? I can do away with all other social pleasantries and just say Hooah after I have met somebody. Does this include a wave? Is it said during or after a handshake?

“You’ve taken the correct action” - Affirmative cyborg man from the future.

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Today I am hoping the arena is tilled, I kinda want to lope out of the round pen. I rode Ben the last two days. I needed to and Ben needed me too. I was so rusty loping that I felt like I just learned. I did however do so much better controling Ben and feeling when he was actually going to lope from a trot before he did it. I have to “bump” him and remind him who exactly has their foot on the accelerator. Now to keep him moving and not stopping when he wants to. He, at the moment, is controlling the breaks. Oh well it’s all coming together, slowly, but we’re getting there. I am excited to teach Maverick to ride! Can a modern Cav’ boy ride horses?

So much closer to R&R HOOAH!!!! *giggle*

“Offensive”: Supervisor Removes Worker’s American Flag - I for one don’t see how displaying your own country’s flag is offensive. I mean it wasn’t an “I club baby seals and eat their eyeballs” flag. Holy crap when did being an American become offensive in our country? Makes me sick really!

In MO Life News R&R is just around the corner. Like really I am about a block away from it all I have to do is stand here and wait for the “ok to walk” to flash and I’m on my way to it. I need R&R probably as much as Maverick. For months all I have needed is a hug to make me feel better. For two weeks I will have even more than that. I can’t wait and May is dragging it’s ass. June is jumping at the bit to get here but May wont get the frick out of they way.

In other bit news :P… I haven’t rode in a while. Almost two weeks. I fully planned on riding today but it rained last night. The ground just dried out too. I didn’t ride yesterday. It was quite hot, Big Daughter G had homework to do and since taking care of the other two horses, dinner has been slacking. I started last week not going out until after dinner. My goal was to be kick ass by the time Maverick was home for R&R, but I guess I will have to be ok at riding. Oh well, I’m a five times better rider than I was before he left. He will just have to be impressed enough with that :).

Speaking of riding, Big Daughter G had her first playday in a neighboring town. She won 2nd on barrels, 1st on the straight-a-way and 2nd on poles. We’re all very proud of her.

I was told this morning that I looked exhausted and ready for a break. That you can just see it on my face. I was like “oh no really” and the other lady chimed in and was like yeah you look tired. She didn’t even know me *cry*. I’m going to look like an old tired hag by the time this is over and I will just strip all the color from my hair, buy some sweat pants and house coats, pink slippers with the rubber soles and start smoking Pall Malls. I will look lovely and fit the part of tired lady uhhhh huh ughhh *cry*pout*snivel*snot*drool*

I believe I am going through that hard time of the deployment rollercoaster. The part where you go in the dark tunnel and crazy things jump out at you. Some you jump and scream when it pops out, others you startle a little and laugh and I think at one point you just go numb and can’t wait until the track curves and you get out of there. The end of the rollercoaster ride is the best. You wonder why you were so nervous, it wasn’t as high and as scary as you thought but really you are just ecstatic that it’s over. I’m in the creepy things pop out at you part. I am not ready and I’m cringing and damn near ready to scream. Not quite going to pee my pants, I think that comes in the second half after R&R. I just hope it doesn’t happen in public.

Desdemona the Fancy Rat.

The succubus has taken R&R from us again. With only seven days to go they decided we didn’t need it until later. This is exactly what happened last time. The wind is out of my sails and I feel the Bitter Army Wife coming to knock on the door and take over once again. She has been gone for nearly a year, but I see her peeking through the windows wanting back in to control things. I am doing my best to close the shades and not answer the door. She is quite persistent and does not like being ignored.

In horse related news I loped on Ben Saturday. I was told I did quite well. A lot better than the first time and that felt great! I was on cloud nine, until the phone call of course. This is going to turn into a pity party, I will spare you all.

Ok, it’s not as dramatic as all that…

On Monday the horse I ride freaked out again. I had his lead rope in my hand, it went through my fingers, burning my skin and ripping patches off two of my fingers. My hand was on fire all night. It was waking me up every hour. I had my hand in a bowl of ice water in bed and I had to get up to add ice.

The next morning the blisters stopped burning somewhat but where the patches of skin are off, the pain was going down to the bone and making my fingernails hurt even. Today the wounds have crusted over… nice picture for you to imagine huh. I took a picture of my fingers on my phone but I do not know how to send them to Facebook or Twitter, then I could save the image and post it here. That will be a treat. I put peroxide on them and also alcohol, it didn’t sting like I thought. And today I can actually use my fingers with out cringing too bad. Talk about lesson learned, let go of the rope

In the world out of the Barn, R&R is sooooo close that I am getting anxious and feel like my house will not be ready on time and 5lbs will never just fall off and he wont like my hair, a lot of you dear readers know what I am talking about. ACK! Well I’m going to leave you with pictures. Everybody likes a picture