Two Sparrows.Net

So, we have a new president elect. Not the one I wanted, but I guess we’ll just see how he does and hope for the best. What else can we do? No, I did not vote…for the first time in 16 years. We had a slight bit of confusion here. I sent my registration out, and never got it back. Or so I thought. About 8:30 last night I found out I did get my card. Crapsticks.

Next time I guess. I feel kind of crappy for not voting, but this could have happened to anyone. And I don’t CARE what anyone says, I still have EVERY right to complain. I’m so sick of hearing that if you don’t vote you have no right to complain. Who are these people to SHAME people who didn’t vote for one reason or another? What gives THEM that right?  But as long as my husband’s work attire includes camo and combat boots, I have every right in the world to my opinions. Other people complain about their husbands boss, my husband’s boss just happens to be the President.

Frankly I don’t HAVE any opinions yet. Both candidates had good ideas and bad, both occasionally needed shoe horns to pry their feet out of their mouths, both sides had lack of experience working against them (Palin, and Obama) and had experience working for them (McCain and Biden). I think Obama is an eloquent speaker, and can only hope the conviction behind his words is real. I whole heartedly agree it was time for a change. My only wish for the future is that we look at the PERSON not the PARTY when making a decision. Too many people have said “we need republicans/democrats out”. That’s not true. We need irresponsible, selfish, agenda climbing, corrupt PEOPLE out.

I have had the worst “bad Mom” feeling. and I totally earned it. My oldest daughter had a chorus concert yesterday. We wrote down the directions from google, and set off to meet her at the school. When I saw we, I mean I. See there are two listings for schools with the same name. One in Tacoma, the other the correct one. Both use similar directions, and have 2 similar street names. Given a 50/50 chance I wrote down the wrong one. I should have checked the school district website. They have directions right there. Hindsight, bla bla.

Her group started at 7. We left home at 6, and thanks to my brilliant directions ended up all turned around and lost, arriving at the correct destination at 7:25. We could hear them singing, but couldn’t go in. The ROTC was Guarding the doors, and would let noone in, even if their child was CURRENTLY singing. So we missed the entire thing. Couldn’t even watch her last 5 minutes.

Epic Fail.

We have already determined that a husband, upon hearing his bipolar wife get upset at the casual brushing of crumbs on the floor by her daughter should NOT say “have you taken your meds today?”. But there are some things a wife really shouldn’t say.

I found myself guilty the night Hunny left for the field. Now our bedroom is typically cold at night. But I just snuggle up to him and stay warm all night. He however, was going out to a training area that is more than likely covered with snow and quite cold. So saying “it is going to be so hard to stay warm at night while you’re gone” was probably NOT the smartest comment I could make at the time. I got quite the look on that one let me tell you. Oops!

So, hubby goes to the field last night. Me being the night owl and wonderful wife that I am, made him breakfast at 2am, he was leaving at 3. In the course of conversation, I asked if I needed to know anything about the truck, since I’d have it. Very casually he says …

“oh yeah. The oil pressure drops and the check engine light comes on. By the way, we need an oil change on payday” *facepalm* ya think?? So, I check the oil this morning , cold. Darned near empty. Had a quart in there, so I popped it in the truck, ran to the shoppette to get more. I’ll put it in tomorrow.

We all know something goes wrong the day they leave, at least I found out beforehand what it was right? Shadow is sulking, this will last a day or two. The big baby. Worse than a child.

Tax time is coming, I am anxious and apprehensive. So much we need out of that one payment. But it should be ok. A washer and dryer of course, possibly a computer…hubby’s seems to be dying on us. Bills to pay off, and of course the grab two carts and attack the grocery store thing to fill the freezer and cabinets to capacity. Oh and spring cleaning supplies. That’s always fun.

Nothing new going on though, same stuff different day.

When you look in the mirror, you presumably see a reflection of yourself. Unless you’re a vampire…in which case get thee a drink and just go with it. But, when I look at my WoW characters, I see myself as well. No, I don’t REALLY think I’m a tall willowy elf with healing powers out the wazoo. I am talking about how each character we play, must surely in some ways reflect our personality. So, I decided to list mine.

Jessmyn (site’s namesake)…or LadyJess- Holy Priest. She is all goodness and light, nurturing bumps, bruises, gouges, disease. But she can surely land a nice 1.7k smite on your ass if you push! I see this toon, as a reflection of my main role in life. I am first and foremost a wife, and a Mom. I bandaid scraped knees, vanquish colds, flu, and other illnesses. I will also smite anyone that tries to hurt my husband, or my kids, and if you really push it…I have that dark, shadowy side that you do NOT want to meet.

Teranna - BM Hunter- This is my Tom Boy side. I grew up in Pennsylvania, with family that loved hunting, the outdoors, and I have ALWAYS loved pets. As a kid, while most girls played barbies, or tea party, I was content catching snakes, frogs, salamanders, fishing. I never got to go hunting myself, although I’d like to. It just isn’t feasible. So, I have Tera, and her loyal companions to help with that.

Kemenfea- Balance Druid Clearly the kid in me. The whimsy part that used to cause me as a kid to write short stories about magical creatures and lands. Now I get to be one.

And introducing….

Sarannia- Baby Shaman- She is my temper, my stubborn streak, explosive, destructive, and tough. She also should have been named some female variation of Zeus….just so she could have the joy of using this line on occasion…

Yeah, Zeus. You know, Mount Olympus, father of Apollo, don’t f*** with me or I’ll shove a lightning bolt up your ass, Zeus! You got a problem with that?

I’m going to be shocked if noone recognizes that quote by the way. So anyhow, that is how I see myself in my characters. I’d kinda like to see others blogger gamers reflections…but I’m not going to tag any of you. Just…go for it :biggrin_wp:

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First off, Happy New Year!

I am glad to see another year starting myself. 2007 has been more aggravating, more stressful, more challenging than any I can remember. We started with moving from Alaska to WA, we are ending with us (ie: ME) still settling in and finding my feet. It wasn’t all bad, there were good things. A friend taking in people he’d only known from the internet, and giving us a place to stay for a while. Getting our own house on base. Bringing a new dog into the family.

It has also brought with it many financial difficulties, which we are closer each day to overcoming at tax time.

I have watched my oldest daughter turn into a full fledged teenager. I’ve seen her starting to have less angst, be less of a drama queen and even be less moody. I’ve seen her sister enter the stage she just started ending.

I’ve seen friends here I thought I wouldn’t see again, however brief it may have been. I’ve seen anthills the size of a 4 year old.

But I’m ready to see 2008 begin, and pray for a smoother year and a light at the end of the tunnel. In the mean time I’ll watch this CSI marathon, and wait.

I could swear when payday falls on New Years Eve, we got paid the day before. In which case would be today…because the day before is a Sunday. So…I’m trying to not panic. Really. I saw the LES. I know we’re getting paid. But not today? Is NYE suddenly not a holiday anymore? 5 years we have always gotten paid on the 28-30th of December…Huh? Wha? Need Coffee.

I know I haven’t posted or commented in ages. I’ve just kinda lost my blogging mojo. But I did want to tell all my blogging buddies Merry Christmas. We have our tree up, presents aren’t wrapped yet but that gets done today. I made fudge yesterday. All Hail Rachel Ray and her Five Minute Fudge Wreath! It is easy and OMGYUMMY.

Also worth mentioning this is the first winter in my entire life that is not cold and snowy. It’s currently sunny, clear, and around mid 40’s out there. It’s a nice change. Anyhow…hope all of you have a wonderful Christmas, and a happy new year!

I’ve mentioned how badly I hate girl drama. I hate it even more when the parents get involved. But that’s exactly what we had this weekend. My oldest daughter. First thing we experience is her friend’s mom informing us that she had a myspace. She informed us of this, because our youngest daughter tattled on the oldest to her rather than us. Which she got in trouble for. Now I wasn’t happy that my 14 year old has a myspace. But, I can’t keep her off it it…it just makes it more tempting. So I told her she could keep it…as long as I had the log in info. She wrote it down, that was that.

The next day, she tells me her friend (same mom as the youngest daughter’s friend bythe way) is mad at her because she won’t give her a boy’s phone number. I say well too bad. I’ve taught my children not to give out other people’s numbers. It’s called general decency. Well it turns out, rather than just saying “I can’t give you his number, you’ll have to get it from him”, she informed her that he was another friends boyfriend and blah blah blah. Well you know drama followed.

I screen capped all the messages from then on. As the argument heated up, I told Brenna to stop talking to her, stop talking about her just leave her alone. She agrees. A couple hateful messages come in from…who else? The kid’s mother. A grown adult, involved in myspace drama with a 14 year old. So, I screen cap those. And ignore it. I’m not sinking to that level.

A bit later, I check again, and darling daughter has emailed someone else to ask if this person thought this boy liked child she was fighting with. I at this point, changed the password. I had a rather upset kid, but I told her not to talk about her. Sunday night, we go to do laundry. I came home, checked the myspace again, and what do I see? A message in her outbox. Ummm…how? She retrieved the password!!!! So, she’s grounded from the computer, and her friends for a week. She did ok with this yesterday, and if the behavior continues this well, I’ll likely let her off Friday.

Here is my problem. The girl has a sister, my youngest is friends with her. I feel awful not wanting her to go down there and play with her. But I don’t want her getting in the middle. I do not trust this mom not to try and get info out of her. Or to start dissing my oldest in front of her. But I feel guilty, these two girls shouldn’t be kept from a friendship over their sisters problems. The really sad thing, is my oldest and her oldest got along really well. And the other girl in this equation that my oldest was defending, is leaving here this weekend. So a friendship was cut off over someone that is just a transient in the grand scheme of things. This is why I stayed out of it. This is why I always stay out of it. The fact is, with teenagers, if two moms are fighting it out, suddenly it’s “mom can i go play with that girl i hated last week?” well no, you hated each other over a boy…”but we don’t like that by anymore, and want to be friends again”…and it’s the parents that come off looking like idiots at that point.