Various Happenings In My World

An armywife found dead here on post...oh boy. I'll give the news some time to catch up on the details before I will comment on that one.

Life has been going on here as usual. Except that there are suddenly eight inch dandelions covering my front lawn and the pressure is on to get the lawn mowed before housing leaves a notice.

My friend's husband just came home for leave from Iraq the other day. He seemed tired and a little weary of his surroundings. Poor guy jumped after the lid on a trash can slammed shut. But everyone around here is used to that sort of reaction from a soldier who just got back- it's expected, actually. My friend *S* kept looking at him, soaking every detail of him in, a sort of disbelief that he was actually standing there. I remember doing that. You literally have to touch your husband to make sure he's real. It took me awhile after hubby came back from Iraq to get used to the fact that he was really home. I was afraid to let him out of my sight for days because when he was gone, at work or the doctors, my mind would play cruel tricks and I would be convinced that he was still in Iraq.

Yesterday the helicopters were flying really close to the houses here, so close that I just had to jump up and down, waving like a fool. I could literally see inside and just couldn't pass up the chance to say hello.

Let the school clothes shopping begin! I went to Marshalls and ROSS yesterday (God bless the stores) and found four adorable little shirts for my seven year-old, a grand total of $20. The best part is, if I were to buy the same shirts at a different store, the total would have come to $60. I need to start looking for sales at the mall as well. The PX? Well, I go there every once in awhile but it truly is overrated. It's great for buying an expensive item and not having to pay taxes, but I got tired of seeing my daughter in the exact same outfits as the other army brats because we all shop at the PX.

Yesterday my husband and I got into another interesting discussion. I often avoid 'teasing' with this guy because he is very talented at ripping a person to shreds verbally. But yesterday I think I had the upperhand on the conversation. I was commenting on how women truly do have all power. We can make doors open without even touching them because guys often only think about one thing- sex. Granted, a few men are honestly polite, but most let thier yoo-hoo be thier guide in life. He tried to deny the accusations, he really did. I don't even think he realized that he kept staring at my chest the whole time.