Living among enchanted woodlands

Well, it's one heck of a foggy morning here in North Carolina! Sometimes when it's foggy and I'm driving around, I'll glance at a wooded area or catch some other site appeasing to myself and I can't help but think of some sort of magical enchanted woodland or something. Something fantastical. Maybe faeries and gnomes do exist. Perhaps there are larger creatures lurking, like those from the movie The Labyrinth. Or perhaps there are just ghosts. Spirits camouflaged by the fog and hanging vines. Or maybe there is nothing but fog and trees and all of the spiders and bugs and squirrels that live in the trees. But, it's fun to imagine! I took Kyle to work this morning, and when I got home I figured instead of going back to sleep, I'd make myself useful and put an end to procrastinating on mowing the backyard. I let the yard go for far too long. It's just been so hot and sticky and with Kyle's hours, we've both been on pretty wacky schedules. Last weekend I mowed the front yard and figured it was about time I got to the backyard before I need a flashlight and a machete to traverse through the weeds and grass to let Harley go potty. As I was mowing underneath one of the trees, I noticed a few leaves falling here and there from the tree and I don't think I could possibly express the happiness I felt. I absolutely love the fall and I'm extremely excited for it to come. Then I snapped back out of my daydream when I realized how much of the yard I had left to mow. I don't think those of you who have not seen our yard in person truly understand how big it is. It's definitely one hell of a chore to mow. Especially with a push mower. Oh well, I am blessed to live in a house with such a nice backyard, so I can't really complain.
I can although complain about our "closet". We put up two of the smaller bars and I noticed that when you put weight on it, the whole thing practically falls out of the wall. I'm totally irritated and trying to figure something else out. I'm pretty sure it's not working because our walls are so thin. It's not like normal sheetrock so I'm assuming that's why the brackets aren't really holding. If anyone has any ideas, please let me know! I'm so bummed that what we had planned isn't going to work, so we need to come up with a new game plan.
On a more somber note, Grandpa Moore is not doing well. Kathy called us earlier last week and informed us that he has lymphoma and right now they are waiting on the biopsy. There is not a whole lot of information right now and we'll have to wait until test results come back to really know what his options are but please everyone keep him in your prayers!
I should be getting my title in the mail soon, the dealership was slow as possible in getting it to me. When we got the car, it had a temporary registration for 45 days.... yeah, it's past 45 days. But I can't register it here until I get the title. Thanks, Dodge. Oh well, as long as I don't get pulled over or anything it shouldn't be a big deal. Oh, also I want to mention that Kyle is in his window for his E-5! It seems like it was just yesterday that he got his E-4 but it will probably be another six months or so before he gets it. He says there is about 4 other guys before him and He is tied with another soldier for time in and stuff so it'll just depend on who they send to the board first. Kyle really deserves it, he does a ridiculous amount of work that he does not get compensated for and hey, who can resist more money? It'd definitely be nice! Apparently he has a jump tomorrow, he thinks it's a night jump so I won't be able to go and watch. It seems like everything happens at night these days, or during the wee hours of the morning, it doesn't seem like they do anything during normal work hours. But they still have to be at work during normal work hours,..... they just have to go there super early in the morning and stay until.... super early in the morning the next day...makes so much sense.
Kyle and I have been reading together. I'd been after him for awhile to read my favorite book Dmitri, and finally he did. Well, we both read it together. We'll read it out loud to one another.... I'll be in the bath and he'll sit on the toilet and read or I'll read while we lay on the couch. It's a nice alternative to watching the crap that's on tv. Kyle is usually the one to read, especially if we're reading at night. If I read at night, it's not a big surprise when my words are interrupted by Kyle snoring. We've moved on to a book of his choice: Fight club. I've seen the movie and I liked it so I'm sure I will like the book. Well, this post is pretty long so I shall bid you farewell for the time being.

I wish my boobs were as beautiful as Kyle's, but seriously! Put some clothes on!

Yesterday proved to be interesting. Kyle and I were talking on the phone while he as at work and informed me that he had to go back to the range today, tomorrow and Thursday. Mind you, this time, he wouldn't be shooting. Since he's the RTO, he'd be doing radio/guard duty stuff. Basically, sitting in a tower all day long listening to the radio. So anyway, the question was.... why all three days? You would think that since he is the platoon RTO, he would only do RTO duties for the platoon that he is the RTO for, right? No. Of course not. He was told that he needed to be there everyday for all of the platoons. Sgt. Odowd said that they would be getting home by at least midnight. Everyone would get late call (going in later the morning after). Except for Kyle of course. Since he is the RTO, he would have to be there before everyone else. So, he'd get to work at 5:30, not get off until midnight-1amish. Come home. Hopefully sleep. Go to work at 5:30am the following morning. Repeatx2. But I guess this makes sense? Um, no. No, it definitely doesn't.

I went to pick Ky up last night and when I got there, I called to let him know I was outside. He said he was talking to Sgt. Odowd and that it was pretty important. He finally came outside after forever and told me that he was getting bitched out by everyone. Why? Because he actually stood up for himself and said something. I was relieved to hear that he did. He told the leadership that it was well.... bullcrap the way they had things planned out for him. He told them that it makes no sense and that something needed to happen. I guess he told them something to the fact that not only was all the stupid work/training shifts not good for him, but it's not good for our marriage. I guess the platoon leader was asking if I had a job or anything and that if I had a job maybe I wouldn't be so worried about what Kyle was doing. Are you serious? I would probably be more concerned seeing as how we have 1 car, if Kyle doesn't get home until 1am, that means I'm up until we both are home and able to sleep. And if I have to wake up at 4:30am to take him to work how am I suppose to get sufficient sleep in order to perform well at a place of employment? Also, on top of that, I don't want to get a job and then have to work when Kyle actually gets time off. If I got a job, we would NEVER see each other. Then the platoon leader had the gull to ask, "Well, doesn't she have any friends or anything?" Oh yeah, I forgot. I'm in a totally different state, 100's of miles away from anyone I know. I've only been here for 5 months, how dare I not have made any friends! Sorry that I'm not cruising myspace to find people who are only interested in partying anyway.

Anyway, I guess Kyle and I are going to talk with the Chaplain at some point. Not because we need any serious type of counseling or anything, but we really only have each other to talk to. We complain to each other but it'd be nice to get an outsiders opinion on things. Plus, Kyle has people at work he can complain to, I don't really have anyone besides Ky. It might be therapeutic to just get it out.

When Ky went into work this morning, he sent me a text and said that he was only going to the range today. I guess speaking up paid off.

Last night we were both really upset when he got off of work, but we came home and made dinner. (Chicken) Pea pasta. It was tasty. Kyle bought this BBQ apron awhile ago when we went to the Carolinas premium outlet mall, it's pretty hilarious. Goofing around and getting some food in our bodies and just being together put us both in much better moods. Harley always does a good job of cheering us up as well. She is so irresistibly cute, you just can't help being happy when she is around. Please note our awesome place mats that we got from the bridal shower. Also, our wonderful plates and utensils. We are getting much use out of it all and it is all greatly appreciated. After months of searching for our pancake puff maker, we finally found it, and gave it a try. It's crap. Maybe we'll try to use it again, perhaps we did something wrong. But our first try was a major failure.

So I've become pretty obsessed with Craigslist lately. I've been trying to de-clutter our house of things we don't want/need/use. I sold my 50's dinette set for $50 (I only bought it for $60 brand new!) And this past Friday I sold Kyle's weight benches/weight sets for $200 for everything. The extra money helps and it gives us a lot more much needed space. Kyle goes to the gym pretty much everyday and has to do PT, so when he's home, working out is the last thing he usually wants to do. I've been working on putting my clothes/shoes on craigslist. It's ridiculous the amount of stuff that I have to get rid of. Hundreds of pieces of clothing, seriously. When all the clothes and shoes are gone, it will be such a relief. I feel like I need to clean out and de-clutter things before I can actually seriously get started on organizing our house the way it needs/should be.

I sprayed the inside/outside of the house with this bug stuff that apparently blocks bugs from getting into your home for up to 9months. So, since I first did that, we've had an influx of bugs. How does that make sense? We've mainly had/have a problem with fire ants. EW. Regular ants in your house is bad enough, but FIRE ants? Yeah, no thanks. I spray them with bug spray, let them die, and suck them into the vacuum. They're really inconvenient, but I'm assuming they're just coming inside trying to find water. It hasn't rained too much here lately. Although, the other night we had some pretty bad storm warnings. We didn't actually get any of the storm although there was some serious lightning. It must have been heat lightning because it wasn't touching down, a few here and there, but the lightning was just rolling through the sky above our heads. It was unreal. Probably one of the cooler things I've ever seen.
I've been looking into schools. Still not sure which one I want to go to. Most places don't offer a lot of online courses for my field. I'd like to do it online due to saving gas, and doing school work around mine and Kyle's schedule. I'd really like Kyle to go to school too. He's too smart not to. He is currently working on 8 novels. He's been seriously developing I believe it's 3. The others are just ideas, he writes down ideas whenever he gets them. I always got on him to write. He'd always tell him his ideas and tell me how much he'd like to write, but he usually didn't find the time to sit down and just write. I'm glad he's been doing that lately. Infact, you can usually find him here....busy typing away. He's really very good, too. And he takes my constructive criticism very well. He really wants to create wonderful stories, so he's very open to my opinion. This is a pretty long post so I think I will end this now. Kyle is suppose to be getting released around 9ish tonight, so if that's the case, I only have another 2 hours before I have to go and pick him up! Yay!

Godzirra, Chili and Christian the lion.

So, there was this HUGE bug in our bathroom this morning. I mean, like.... ENORMOUS. It was fucking Godzirra, no lie. I wanted to vomit. I was tinkling on the toilet when I spotted it running around like it fucking belonged there. I jumped up with my panties around my ankle and ran while screaming for Kyle to kill it while simultaneously gagging at the thought of this disgusting disturbance. ANYWAY- onto jollier topics before I spew all over the place.

I made chili last night, it was delicious.
Mmmm, tasty!

So, Kyle had to do night qualifications two nights this which which totally SUCKEDASS. I have a love/hate relationship with the military. As much as I love the history, and what it stands for, and the respect that I have for my husband and others who serve and have served, sometimes they just suck. For example, I hate it when Kyle gets stuck doing CQ.... but I understand that it's only fair that everyone has to pull CQ shifts... but what I really hate, and I mean, REALLY hate is when Kyle gets CQ on Saturday. See, normally, when you work a 24 hour CQ shift, you get the next day off of work.... but since he's the platoon RTO, they can't really afford for him to miss workdays, so instead, they put him on the Saturday shift so that the next day is Sunday, and they don't have to lose him when they need him. But in turn, he works an extra day, his sleeping schedule is totally shot for Sunday, so it's almost impossible to prepare for Monday, and oh yeah, they don't give him any sort of compensation. I brought him and the NCO he was on duty with Dunkin Donuts, and then later I brought dinner over and Ky and I ate in the conference room. We try to make the best out of any shitty situation.

Kyle and I are both still pretty sick. Leave it to us winners to get colds in July. Kyle's mom is getting married in like a week. We're not going. We got the invitation on my birthday, I mistook it for a birthday card at first.

I've decided that when Kyle deploys again, I'm just going to stay here in NC. There is really no reason for me to move back to NY. But I often wonder things like, .... what if someone broke into our house and killed me? No one would even know. (unless I ended up getting a job,... which I probably would if Kyle wasn't here.... but beside the point...) I'd be laying in this house rotting. No one would call. No one would check on me. No one would care. No one ever calls me. What would happen to me? What would happen to Harley? I wonder if she would start to eat me because there would be no one here to care for her, so she'd be hungry and desperate.


OH! Okay, so I saw on the news today this story about these two dudes and a lion.

Click this!

Go watch the video. It makes me so happy. Like, ridiculously. It makes me want a lion as a pet. Or a leopard, or something similar. Go watch it. Now.


That's all for now.