Give A Day, Get a Day!!!

When a Muppet tells you to get off your butt and volunteer, you get off your butt and volunteer!! And if through that act of Muppet enforced volunteering, you each get a free one day ticket to Disney World (where you happen to be going in 3 weeks) ALL THE BETTER!!!

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In case you're looking for John, Connor or I from 9:30-11:30** this morning, you can find us at our local food bank volunteering. Cuz Pepe ("I am NOT a shrimp, I am a King Prawn!") told us to!!

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And anyone that knows me, knows that what Pepe says, Hallie does!!!

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**Can you believe that volunteering for 2 hours actually qualifies as part of the GIVE A DAY, GET A DAY promotion? We expected to have to work for AT LEAST 6 hours, if not 8. But we discovered that the amount of time you need to volunteer is up to the individual agency. And the agency we are volunteering at, ONLY wants us for a 2 hours shift. We are STILL in shock.

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3 volunteers + 2 hours of volunteer time = 3 park passes

That's $237.00 in free passes!!!

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Thanks Pepe!!

(And other Muppets that are no less important but just don't rock my world as much as a King Prawn!)

FRAGGY FRIDAY

Time to Frag. Or Mrs. 4444 from Half Past Kissin' Time gets pissy.

And we wouldn't want that!

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*Lost both of my adorably cute and compact umbrellas. Which is why I was forced to use the longest, biggest golf umbrella possibly ever manufactured. Seriously. It was the LONGEST, most GINORMOUS umbrella you ever did see. Yet I INSTANTLY felt jaunty. And British. And had a craving for "chips" and to use the "loo."

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*Went to see John Mayer Wednesday night in Boston. Got to hang out with three of my amazing friends from back in the day. Had so much fun it should have been illegal. Awesome seats + Peanut M&M's + vast amounts of alcohol + time with friends you don't see enough = PRICELESS!!!

The girls. :)
Me and Maureen.

Mr. Mayer was so close!!

Sandy - the reason I got to be part of this amazing night!!
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*I am IN LOVE with this joke. :)

My flight was being served by an obviously gay flight attendant, who seemed to put everyone in a good mood as he served us food and drinks.

As the plane prepared to descend, he came swishing down the aisle and told us "Captain Marvey has asked me to announce that he'll be landing the big scary plane shortly, so lovely people, if you could just put your trays up, that would be super."

On his trip back up the aisle, he noticed an extremely well-dressed and exotic young woman hadn't moved a muscle. "Perhaps you didn't hear me over those big brute engines but I asked you to raise your trazy-poo, so the main man can pitty-pat us on the ground."

She calmly turned her head and said, "In my country, I am called a Princess and I take orders from no one."

To which the flight attendant replied, without missing a beat, "Well, sweet-cheeks, in my country I'm called a Queen, so I outrank you. Tray up, Bitch."
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* I almost crashed my car staring into the rear view mirror at the GOD AWFUL WHERE THE HELL DID IT COME FROM GLINTING LIKE THE SURFACE OF THE SUN grey hair on the top of my head. That was most definitely NOT there yesterday. WTF? Where the hell do these evil white wispy threads of impending old age come from? And why the hell do they have to shimmer so that EVERYONE within the surrounding 5 states see it???

Things I NEED To Stop Doing

Figured I'd post about these things here, (outing myself publicly and in turn possibly feeling embarrassed enough to stop) since lecturing myself in the confines of my own head doesn't appear to be working.

And trust me when I say that I have given myself SEVERAL stern talking tos about this crap. Several VERY STERN talking tos.

Yet I can't stop.

Go figure.

I need to STOP repeatedly opening my EBAY account whenever I list an item to see if my item has sold. I have ALWAYS had this problem. Doesn't matter that my logical self totally gets that just cuz I list something at 1:22pm does NOT mean that at 1:23 someone is going to find it, fall in love with it and bid on it. Also doesn't matter that my logical self knows that many people, myself included, tend to wait to the last few minutes of a listed item before they SWOOP in and bid. I do that so why am I shocked others might too? (Cuz my stuff is awesome stuff and they SHOULD want to bid on it ASAP!!!)

I need to STOP telling myself that if I cheat and eat one Oreo that I might as well eat TEN OREOS cuz I already blew my diet for the day. One Oreo is enough fatty. Why can't I get through my head???

I need to STOP obsessively checking my chin for thick fly hairs now that I'm 40. Cuz I know SEVERAL women that seem to have a bumper crop sprout out once they turned the big 40. Truth be told, they had these nasty hairs even BEFORE they turned 40 but it really does seem like they got thicker and blacker and ANGRIER once they hit that bday milestone. And just in case you're wondering??? NO HAIRS ON HALLIE'S CHIN YET!!! Yeehaw!!!!

I need to STOP hitting the enter key on my keyboard 10,000 when a screen freezes up. Cuz as my ever patient but ready to kill me husband keeps telling me, THAT DOESN'T FREAKIN' HELP!!! Are you sure John? Cuz it sure as hell makes me feel better when I do it!! :)

I need to STOP waiting until my bladder is going to explode before I drag my office butt to the bathroom. Which, if you're new to the WWoW and don't know from my previous rantings, is about 10 feet from my desk. Yet, I still consider it TOO DAMN FAR to get up and go until I REALLY HAVE TO GET UP AND GO!!! Every morning as I drink the tea that John made me and then transition into the first Diet Coke of the day, I tell myself that TODAY will be the day that I DON'T test the structural integrity of my bladder. That TODAY is the day I WILL visit the loo at the first sign of the floodgates opening. But I never listen to my own advice. And instead, wait until I'm doing the painful "pee dance" across that vast 10 foot distance. Better cut that crap out now that I'm 40. Rumor has it, bladder elasticity starts to go right about the same time those thick chin hairs come a callin.' Woah is me. :(

Is It Just Me Or......Week 17!

*Is it just me or... is getting a new roof on your house fan-freakin-tastic???. Cuz we are. Currently. Which means it's not done yet. Cuz they just started yesterday. Which would make it damn near impossible to be finished. Cuz we have a BIG roof. Lots and lots of roof. Did I mention I HATED the old one? Cuz it was flat, flat, flat. And blah, blah, blah. And leaked, leaked, leaked. Yeah, that last one was what I hated most. Did I mention that the flat, blah, leaking roof was ONLY 6 years old? Yep, 6 years old. Doesn't that just piss me off even more!!! Guess when a homeowner installs a roof and HAS NO FREAKIN' IDEA WHAT HE'S DOING, you get flat, blah and LEAKY!!!! Yeah for the new NON-flat, NON-blah, NON-leaky roof!!! Long live architectural grade shingles!!

*Is it just me or...is having your kiddo tell you that he's no longer residing in a war zone the single greatest piece of news a mom can receive? Cuz oh baby, IT IS!!! And then to have him tell you that he spoke to his new CO in Texas and that they are anxiously awaiting his arrival, which in turn makes him more excited to start his new training, you get icing on the cake!!

*Is it just me or...do other people wonder if their "friends" on Facebook sometimes lie about what's really going on in their lives? Had this suspicion pointed out to me by one of my coworkers and it got me thinking. She said she KNOWS for a FACT that some of her friends are posting pics/stories/updates that are totally the OPPOSITE of how their lives really are. In other words, they're lying about being OH SO HAPPY. Which makes me wonder if I know anyone on FB that does that. Hmmmm......

*Is it just me or...is eating frosting right out of the can a guilty pleasure? Well, it IS if you never bothered to bake the damn cake you had to go with the aforementiuoned frosting. Nope, couldnt be bothered. Just been eating that buttercream goodness straight out of the tub. With my finger. Can you say moo????

*Is it just me or...is going to a cool concert in Boston mid week with your close friends whom you really love and miss tons, an incredibly awesome treat??? Doesn't matter that you only know about 4 songs the guy sings. Or that you only know one song the opening act sings. Nope, neither of those things matters. Stolen time with good friends is ALL that matters. :)

Now it's YOUR turn.

RULES

Throw together a list of all those things you think in your head...all those things that make you wonder "Am I the ONLY one that thinks this???" (Hence the "IS IT JUST ME OR..." title!!) All those things that you just KNOW others wonder about but never say!!!

Things you need to know to get started:

*Put together your list. (Can't wait to see what you come up with each week!)

*Mention my blog and link to my current edition of "IS IT JUST ME OR...."

*Hop on back over here and add the link to YOUR entry to the MckLinky list at the bottom of my post.

And while you're here, why not grab my new button and slap it onto your post! That way, if people click on it, they will be transported over here to the Wonderful World of Wieners. And who doesn't want to be transported to a world full of wieners? (The code to the button is at the top of the right hand column.)Have fun and get linking!!! And don't forget to click over and visit those brave bloggers who linked up!! Tell them Hallie sent you!!

Guess Who's Coming to Dinner????

Can't believe I'm about to tell you what I'm about to tell you.

Cuz in many ways, I still can't believe it myself.

But it's true. And it's happening. And I can't stop pinching myself.

Very few of you know cuz I've been reluctant to say anything for fear that I MIGHT have gotten the info incorrect. We've known for quite awhile, yet we wanted to wait to say anything until a few pieces fell into place. Cuz NOTHING is worse, and I do mean NOTHING, then sharing a HUGE announcement only to turn around and say, "Sorry, I was TOTALLY wrong."

So we waited. Until today.

Cuz all those pieces have fallen into place and the plan is already in motion.

So time to tell you what's what.

Or who's who as the case may be.

Cuz this is about a who....a who I happen to adore.

A who that goes by the name of SSgt. Twomey.

A who that is OUT OF AFGHANISTAN.

A who that is NO LONGER IN A WAR ZONE.

Yes, you read that right.

My kiddo, my SSgt, is no longer deployed in the big sandbox.

And will not be going back to do all that scary, dangerous stuff he was doing.

And although it's not at all what he hoped for, what he planned for, what he expected to happen, he's making the best of a TOTALLY DIFFERENT situation.

See, CJ was injured while deployed. Yep, only over there for approx 12 days and he was injured. In several different ways. Still makes my skin crawl.

One of these injuries to his knee no longer makes him a suitable candidate to do the scary, dangerous work he was sent there to do. Which is why he will no longer be doing it. Actually, the injury, although not the type of injury to prevent his everyday success, will prevent him from doing ANY job in the military that requires him to use the training he has been given.

Which is also why he will be coming to dinner.

For at least the next few weeks.

See, CJ, being the amazing young man we've always known he can be, opted to continue on in the military in a totally different job. One that doesn't effect his knee. One that will allow him to remain part of the USAF for a long time to come.

Cuz ultimately, that's what he has ALWAYS wanted.

And I can't tell you in words how damn proud John and I are that our kiddo, in the face of a rather shitty situation, chose to rise to the top and do whatever he had to do to follow his dreams.

Seriously, it's impossible to describe how it feels knowing that your son, when he COULD have potentially given up, manned up and took the opportunity to create a NEW tomorrow for himself.

Still in awe of what he did, all on his own.

So.....

For the next few weeks, CJ will be home preparing for the start of the next phase of his military life.

In the beginning of April, he will head to Texas to begin a 4+ month Pharmacy Tech School. (He will NOT be in a war zone! Can you see me smiling??)

After Tech School is complete, he will be assigned to a base where he will be officially stationed. Although NOTHING is definite, it appears that he will be stationed outside of the US, which he is VERY happy about.

Which WE are very happy about for him. Cuz any opportunity for a young man to see parts of the world THAT ARE NOT A WAR ZONE, is a wonderful thing.

Have I mentioned that we are SOOOOO DAMN PROUD OF HIM???? And sooooo DAMN HAPPY that he will no longer be in imminent danger?

Although we know this is NOT what he hoped for, we truly believe that our son is capable of finding the good in ANY situation. And we know, without a doubt, that he will be the best damn Pharmacy Apprentice the USAF has ever had. We also know that he will use the next 4-6 years to soak up all the adventures that come his way.

CJ, we really are amazed at your strength and your determination. We are so happy that you are ready to undertake this next chapter of your military career and that you are making decisions based on what's best FOR YOU and no one else.

And lastly, CJ, let me be the first of many to say thank you for doing the best possible job you could do while deployed. From everything you told us, we know that you kept your wits about you, kicked ass where needed and contributed to the mission exactly as you were asked to do.

That is something you should ALWAYS be proud of.

We love you kiddo.

Thanks for letting us be your parents. :)

NO MO - MOHAWK!!!!

Oh Happy Day!!!

ONE IS GOING TO BE A BIG SISTER.

ONE IS GOING TO BE AN AUNTIE FOR THE SECOND TIME.

ONE IS GOING TO BE A DADDY TIMES TWO.

ANY GUESSES WHO IS WHO???

Is It Just Me Or......Week 16 - The Bday Edition!

Is it just me or...is having your 40th birthday NOT the end of the world? I not only survived my big day but I actually ENJOYED IT!!

Is it just me or...is getting a gazillion Happy Birthday greetings from old friends and new via Facebook just about the coolest thing ever? How else would I receive so many well wishes? Would have been hard NOT to enjoy my day what with the constant flow of happy comments I received. (BTW...all those people who say that FB is a total waste of time have obviously NEVER celebrated a bday while connected to this amazing social networking tool)

Is it just me or...is running a 5K on the day you turn the BIG 4-0, pretty damn cool for a non-runner? And it was actually pretty easy!! Which means someday, I might actually be able to run a 10K. Or better yet, a marathon!! Well, if at the end of the marathon, someone was waiting to give me the everyday Prada bag I so justly deserve!

Is it just me or...is getting a TOTALLY unexpected surprise bday visit from a fellow blogger (and her two adorable daughters) TOTALLY awesome?? Sue and Co. popped in to say hi and to give me an adorable wiener tshirt. And although I looked like crap when they arrived (didn't even have a bra on yet!!) I was sooooooo happy to see them. I love Sue. She is one of the nicest people I have ever had the pleasure to meet!

Is it just me or...do I have the greatest neighbors/friends in the whole wide world? Spent Friday night with them at our house thanks to John and the get together he planned all by himself! And then, thanks to Laura and her amazing culinary skills, I got to spend my birthday eve with them all again noshing on homemade french onion soup!! YEAH ME!!! And yeah soup!! I have such fun when we're all together. I really adore them all. Thanks everyone for the bday gifts...I love them all!!

Is it just me or...do I have the most wonderful BFF this side of the Mason Dixon Line? Actually, she's so fantastic I DOUBT I'd find a better one on the OTHER side of that line!! BK makes my life complete. (Yes, BK, you do!) And her hubby is ridiculously awesome too. We spent Saturday night with them and had more fun than should be legal. We had drinks HERE, dinner HERE and listened to great music HERE.

And then, cuz he was totally getting me back for reminding him every second of everyday between 2/12 and 2/16 that he is 4 DAYS OLDER THAN ME, Mr. BK spent Monday night text messaging me "GOODBYE TO THE 30's, HELLO TO DENTURE CREAM." He text messaged me from 58 minutes out all the way down to the last minute before I made the big 4-0 leap. And he's not even a texter!! Loved it more than he knows! :)

Is it just me or...is waking up to a voice mail from your 2 year old SMI-A-LIN niece Sarah, the best "start your day off medicine" ever?? I THINK she said, "HAPPY HALLIE BIRTHDAY AUNTIE." I love that little girl!! And then finding an email letting you know that a VERY GENEROUS gift certificate to a VERY ROMANTIC restaurant is waiting for you courtesy of your brother Dave and family?? EXTRA AWESOME!!!

Is it just me or...is my husband the kindest, most romantic, sweetest guy around? He made sure the entire weekend building up to my big day was perfect. He planned a party for Friday night, he agreed to whatever BK and I planned for Saturday, he cleaned and rearranged our bedroom on Sunday so much so that it looks like a showroom, he made me heart shaped pancakes on Valentines and another kick ass breakfast on my bday, gave me a decadent massage, BLOGGED FOR ME on my bday (3rd year in a row!) and gifted me with a FABO bday trip to sunny Florida at the end of March!! Am I a lucky gal or what??? God I love him!! :)

And lastly,

Is it just me or....is receiving a birthday call from my soldier the single greatest birthday gift I could have received???? Everything else was wonderful but THAT call was the best. Thanks CJ for remembering your mom an entire world away.

Now it's YOUR turn.

RULES

Throw together a list of all those things you think in your head...all those things that make you wonder "Am I the ONLY one that thinks this???" (Hence the "IS IT JUST ME OR..." title!!) All those things that you just KNOW others wonder about but never say!!!

Things you need to know to get started:
*Put together your list. (Can't wait to see what you come up with each week!)
*Mention my blog and link to my current edition of "IS IT JUST ME OR...."
*Hop on back over here and add the link to YOUR entry to the MckLinky list at the bottom of my post.

And while you're here, why not grab my new button and slap it onto your post! That way, if people click on it, they will be transported over here to the Wonderful World of Wieners. And who doesn't want to be transported to a world full of wieners? (The code to the button is at the top of the right hand column.)Have fun and get linking!!! And don't forget to click over and visit those brave bloggers who linked up!! Tell them Hallie sent you!!

MY LOVE

As is custom on the 16th of Febuary I wanted to take a little time to tell my wife just how much I love her. Over the past year I have grown to love her even more as she has become the proud mother of a 16 year old Honor Student (Connor) and the proud mother of Ssgt CJ of the USAF. We had a crazy year last year and I am sure it will be even more crazy this year but there isn't another woman in the world that I would want to have by my side than Halllie. She is the best Wife & Mother the Twomey Family could ask for!

I LOVE YOU!

I Just Don't Get It.....AT ALL

I continue to be amazed by what people will WILLINGLY do to their bodies. Cuz although I am very open minded and believe in self expression, some things just leave me shaking my head.

Which is why I felt the need to share them with you.

On a Monday.

On a Morbid Monday.

Cuz several of these EASILY qualify as morbid.

Don't you agree???

Looks like he has 3 diaphragms hidden under his skin. In other words, he looks like an idiot.

Seriously at a loss for words.
Think he can EVER where pants again?
He or she had me UNTIL he or she went and painted his or her nose purple. I mean, the green skin was TOTALLY ok but a purple nose? I'm not buying it.

All I can think about when I look at this pic is WONDER TWINS, ACTIVATE!!!

I had no idea THAT is where you put anal beads. And as a side note....I can't stop singing, "Star of wonder, star of bright."

I get a migraine just looking at this. Wonder if this guy likes that he will ETERNALLY look surprised.

I'm just going to believe that this dude was shot clean through the ankle and needed something to fill the hole. Cuz if he CHOSE to do this FOR NO REASON, I can't handle it.

Did I miss the memo? Cuz I'm not sure I knew that having bagels inserted under the skin of your forehead was the thing to do. Wonder if they used plain or poppy seed???

Do you think he intended to have it appear that his bicep muscle was trying to eat its way out? Cuz it sure as hell looks like there's a Sigourney Weaver type alien workin' its way out of his skin.

If he agrees to stand at my front door and act as a door knocker, I'm ok with it. If not, rip that thing out.

Not to self: do NOT eat steak at this guys house.

I cry just looking at this thing. Can't imagine how much that hurt. Kudos, however, to the person that cut out that symbol. He has some MAD knife skills!! I don't even cut paper that evenly!!

How does a tattoo artist make a tattoo look wet? Better yet, why did the tattoo artist agree to do this??? Those eyes are going to give me nightmares.

I suspected my life was missing something. Just didn't know that implanted wolverine claws that could be shoved through my nose were the missing item! Where, pray tell, does one get these???

Have I been wearing my diamond engagement ring incorrectly? Why the hell didn't anyone tell me????

This one just boggles my mind. For sooooo many reasons. Cuz quite frankly, (not to be mean but just to be truthful) this ladies "girls" aren't all that good looking to begin with. So to draw even MORE attention to them by slicing out skin to form flower shaped SCAR TATTOOS, just seems asinine.

But AT LEAST one will be able to tell that those ARE flowers when they are scarred over unlike whatever the hell that thing is connecting her cleavage.

Do you suppose she MEANT to do that???

WTF are people thinking????

Seriously......W.T.F??????

Frag Til You Drop. Drop What, I Don't Know. But Do It Anyway. KK?

Fragmented Friday couldn't possibly fit my current state of mind anymore perfectly if I had it tattooed on my forehead. Cuz quite frankly, I am incapable of having a single lengthy conversation or fully fleshed out thought right now. Doubt I will for quite awhile.

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As a matter of fact, if Mrs. 4444 from Half Past Kissin' Time wanted to be EXTRA NICE TO ME RIGHT NOW, she would declare an entire 7 day stretch as FRAGMENTED WEEK. Yep, she could. And I could play along.

Yep, I could.

So how bout' it Mrs. 4's?????

I'll be your best friend????

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*I have a pair of pants that no longer have a button. It popped off over 9 months ago. And no, before you jump to conclusions, it did NOT pop off due to an expanding midriff. I THINK it popped off cuz it was never sewn on well to begin with. When I bought them, the button seemed a little loose. But I liked them and wanted them. Which meant I just ASSUMED the button would stay put. I mean why would these cute pants want to sabotage my wardrobe by purging away the only thing keeping them ON my body? Did I mention this happened over 9 months ago? And that I STILL wear them? And that in order to keep them up, since I'm now a runner and have a totally toned tummy, (Ok, almost spit DC on the keyboard as I typed that load of BS!) I must belt them so tightly that I can hardly breathe? Did I mention I've been doing this approx. once a week or once every other week for 9 months?

This is my kiddo on deployment.

This is my kiddo on deployment but still as goofy as ever.

Any questions? :)

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*I generally keep my iPhone on vibrate. That way, people are usually not aware when I get phone calls or text messages at work or other places that cell phone usage is frowned upon. And I generally walk around with that phone in my front pocket. (can't very well hold it in my hand or it defeats the purpose of keeping it on the down low) So it's not uncommon at all for me to start vibrating at random times throughout the day. (minds out of the gutter) After all, vibrating means phone calls or text messages - both of which I get frequently. What IS uncommon (and down right bizarre) is when I feel the tell tale vibration yet DON'T have my cell phone on me. WTF? Is it possible that I somehow absorbed the ability to vibrate from my beloved iPhone? And if I did, why the hell am I complaining? ;)

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*Every morning, before John goes to work, he spritzes himself with cologne. It's the last thing he does, right outside our bedroom door, right before he heads downstairs to leave. About half the time, I am already up, dressed and down the hall begging Connor (for the 12th time) to GET OUT OF BED, so I miss the spritzing ritual. But the other half of the time (since John frequently has to be to work by 4AM!!!), I am still snuggled warmly under our covers....right near the spritzing zone. On these days, approx. 2-3 minutes after John has left, the amazing and seductive scent of his cologne comes wafting into our bedroom. And settles over me like the best smelling blanket I've ever had. This dose of scented coziness NEVER fails to make me smile....and sigh contentedly as I realize how much I truly lucky I am.

*This song goes out to a whole bunch of people in my life. Consider it as my personal dedication to you...IF you think it pertains to you. Cuz if I'm talking about you, you probably know it. Cuz honestly, my life WOULD suck without you.

Writer's Workshop

Each week, Mama Kat over at Mama's Losin' It, challenges her readers to pick a writing prompt and post their response. I haven't participated in a while but always enjoy checking out the five choices and thinking up what I WOULD write if I GOT OFF MY LAZY BUTT and wrote.

This week, while reading through the list, one jumped out at me. One screamed PICK ME, PICK ME!!! One just kept get bouncing around my head.

4.) A list of dos and don’ts.

It jumped out at me because I have been walking around with a DO and DON'T list of things I want to say to people since CJ left. Things that I really wanted to tell people for two reasons: ONE - so that they would have some idea of what is going on in my crazy head and TWO - so that people would PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE think before they speak. At least to me. At least for awhile. At least whenever they talk about CJ's current situation.

Not sure anyone will read this list and not sure that anyone will really care what I have to say. But it made me feel better to put it down in words. Which means it was a good thing.

DO tell me that you hope/think/believe that CJ will be safe and sound while deployed.

DON'T tell me that you GUARANTEE he will be JUST FINE. How the hell can you do that? Are you God???

DO ask me how I'm feeling, how I'm handling it all or how I'm adjusting.

DON'T ask me why I'm worried and/or stressed a lot. Isn't that freakin' obvious?

DO feel free to tell me jokes, make me laugh or encourage me to smile.

DON'T feel free to tell me I'm a downer or the exact opposite of my usual life of the party-ness. Send your kiddo off to war and see how "up" you are.

DO share your military stories with me. I like to hear them.

DON'T share your negative thoughts on the military in general. Could you be any LESS supportive?

DO continue to vent to me about the stuff going on in YOUR life. Yes, I'm stressed and a bit unfocused right now, but I'm still your friend and I still care.

DON'T continue to tell me that "you don't want to trouble me right now," or that "you understand if I'm too busy to listen because CJ is deployed and that's probably all you can handle right now." Last I looked, I was an adult...an adult with big shoulders and the ability to have more than one thought in my head at a time. Besides, no one likes a martyr. If you NEED me to be there, I'm there. But the "poor me" attitude isn't gonna fly right now. Just don't assume what I can and can't handle. I'll let you know if/when enough is enough.

DO offer to send my kiddo care packages that he can and will happily share with his buddies.

DON'T offer to send one but then bitch to me that IT COSTS TOO MUCH. Seriously? Don't you think that kills your kind gesture?

And last but not least...

DO pray for my son, SSgt Christopher Twomey. Pray for his safety as much and as often as you possibly can.

DON'T forget to pray for ALL members of our armed forces. Pray that each and everyone of them comes home safely.

"LAND OF THE FREE, BECAUSE OF THE BRAVE"

Is It Just Me Or......Week 15!

Is it just me or...do these Twilight "faux" posters just keep getting better and better? I practically giggle myself silly whenever I stumble on a new one.

Is it just me or...has each and everyone of us wanted to fill out a post class/seminar/workshop survey EXACTLY LIKE THIS??? Kudos to the very honest author. You have some massive cajones!! :)

Is it just me or...are some of the coolest things in nature creatures we will probably never see? That "whatever it is" is so amazing that it almost qualifies as art.

Is it just me or...does this cat look exactly how I feel? Except my "mice" are actually constant stressful thoughts zinging around my "won't shut down" brain.

Is it just me or...are y'all as jealous as I am that we didn't come up with this idea? Or did you? And if you did, can you do this to ALL my dollar bills?

Now it's YOUR turn.

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RULES

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Throw together a list of all those things you think in your head...all those things that make you wonder "Am I the ONLY one that thinks this???" (Hence the "IS IT JUST ME OR..." title!!) All those things that you just KNOW others wonder about but never say!!!

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Things you need to know to get started:

*Put together your list. (Can't wait to see what you come up with each week!)

*Mention my blog and link to my current edition of "IS IT JUST ME OR...."

*Hop on back over here and add the link to YOUR entry to the MckLinky list at the bottom of my post.

And while you're here, why not grab my new button and slap it onto your post! That way, if people click on it, they will be transported over here to the Wonderful World of Wieners. And who doesn't want to be transported to a world full of wieners? (The code to the button is at the top of the right hand column.)Have fun and get linking!!! And don't forget to click over and visit those brave bloggers who linked up!! Tell them Hallie sent you!!