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Ok so today was am okay day... got up cleaned.. the norm... then my daughter comes running in from the bathroom yelling mommy mommy i flushed the phone... I said awe no sweetie, its called a toilet your so cute.. and she yells at me and says no I flush the phone IIIiiin the toilet... now this phone is my main communication with my husband while he is deployed.. so you can imagine my panic.. so I go in the bathroom... no phone... and I do not own any wire hangers.. so I was damn near elbow deep in the toilet reaching for my phone. Finally reaching it I pull it out and its dead not turning on at all.. so step two.. frantically look through our house for my old phone that is damn near broken.. but hey at least it works. Finally find the phone.. and then I remember that I gave away my chargers for that phone. Craaaaap. So I finally find a charger and all is good with the world now.. and knowing that all of that happened.. I more than likely won't get a phone call until I no longer need another phone. lol.. that's life around here. Buuut at least I have a way to talk to him. But that was just one day. hahahaha I'll write again later.

roughness..

So a lot of things have happened since my husband left back in October... but man oh man I would love a break right about now... I mean it is getting to the point to where I am not sure if I am having a really bad dream... or if all of this is true.... I mean sometimes I say to myself... this all can't really be happening to me right!? I mean there's no way one person can handle all of this... and then my Nana tells me that God only gives us what we can  handle... and everything is a test of faith... well God can a girl get a break?? I mean I'm kind of on my wits ends... lol... but I know that in a few months I will hopefully look back at this and say... man you freaked out over everything chick!! What was you thinking!!! But right now those do not look like words that I would say lol. But we will see... everything is different when you husband is home... its all smooth and what not :) But the other thing that I have had problems with is the fact that no one really comes around anymore... and when they do come around... we really don't laugh and joke like me and my friends back home do... it makes it hard... well there are a few friends here that I can laugh with like that... but there's not near as many as back home... I mean I just don't know what to do anymore... I want to get out there... make some friends... but you know there is really no one that can touch the friendships that I have with my FBH (friends back home) I guess I expect too much of people maybe??? Am I wrong for thinking that if I bend over backwards for a friend then they should at least come over and hang out for longer than 20 minutes when all they are doing after they leave my house is going to chill at their place??? Whatever lol dueces

Great read

So the other day I went to the local Barnes and Noble and bought the book, "Night". It is an amazing book about the horrible things that happened to a young boy and his family during the time of Hitler. I have decided that this is a very sick man, hmm, man... yea that's not the word that I like to call him. More like a coward. Anyways. I read it again, I read it in high school, and it still makes me cry. It is a shame what these people had to go through. It makes me sick to my stomach. It pains me deeply, and I think that by now, you get my drift. Anyhoo!! I beg that people read up on the Holocaust. They want us to forget, they want it taken out of the history books. Why?? Did the Jeweish people not suffer enough? Do they not know that true meaning of life and death?? I ask you how far behind are we of one man decideing to "wipe out" a nationality?? It could be the whites, black, mexicans, any one. Who is safe? If Hilter could do what he did that many years ago... what is stopping someone more vendictive than he???

So today my 18 month daughter decided to put one of my pots on the top of her head and then beat it with a wooden spoon. She ran around the house hootin and hollerin and just carrying on and on until she ran into the wall. She then takes the pot off looks at the wall yells at it and then kicks it! If I could only speak baby I think I would have been brought to tears from laughter! My 5 year old just looked at her in almost disbelief and started laughing uncontrollably. I love my life here, my kids are better than television!