So much to do so little time to do it

Ok, I know I've been sparse on here, but I've been soooo busy. I'm in the process of moving so it's been packing, packing and more packing. Did I mention packing? Then today we took my son's dog to the vet to be spayed. Poor girl, just a drugged dog wanting to just lie on the floor.

Well I have to make this short, got more packing to do. Where did all this stuff come from?

Just not a good day for me

So I come home and wonder where everyone is. The dogs are locked up in the kitchen, the tv is on in the livingroom but no son in sight. I walk back to the bedroom, the door is shut, I go in no sign of my husband but his tv is on too. I so walk past the dogs and walk outside being careful not to let them out. I assume there's a reason why they can't get out. I see my husband and son kneeling over a box seemingly petting whatever is in the box. I think, did they bring home another pet? Then my son looks up at me and shakes his head. I realized I was wrong. I walk closer to the box to discover my cat, Kismet in the box lying down. She doesn't seem to be moving. They tell me she was hit by a car about 20 minutes before I came home. I pet her as I see no sign of life to her. I cry.









RIP Kismet, you were loved and will be sorely missed.

In Memory...

Yesterday marked the one year anniversary when 3 members of my son's unit were killed in action in Iraq. June 4, 2008, Sgt. Shane Duffy, Sgt. Cody Legg and Spc. JD Emard gave there all in Iraq. Never to be forgotten and always thought of as a hero.

I wanted to call Emard's mother but I was busy worrying about my son. I came home and he was drunk, upset and crying. It doesn't seem like it was a year ago when I got that called that told me everything would be different from here on out. My heart dropped when I hear it was a soldier that I had met and spent the weekend with and his family. My son was terribly upset as he was there when the sh*t hit the fan. The stories I have heard just broke my heart and to come to the realization how easily it could have been my son and many more. I thank God for that and try to remember He had a reason and perhaps it was as simple as it was their time.

Looking back I see how this has changed so many people. Even though my son and other are no longer with this unit some of the mothers still keep in touch. This point in time has bonded many people together forever. We may never see or speak to each other again, but will always remain in our thoughts, prayers and memories.

RIP Duffy, Legg and Emard. 1-87th Inf, 10th Mountain Division, Ft. Drum, NY God Bless Them All

Happy Belated Birthday JD (May 17)

Happy Birthday JD and may you rest in peace.

Ever had one of those days when all you want to do is...

...scream ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
sigh. There's a part of me that wants to just go some place away from everyone for at least 24 hours. No husband (I love you dear, but you're on that list too), no child, no dog, no puppy, no roommate, no nothing. I should also buy a lottery ticket as well. I'm not going into details, but I just feel the need to scream and probably have a good cry and a cigarette. :) Yea I know I know, but I still want one anyway.