Tuesday, June 30, 2009


I think I might have been all wrong about everything, as I sometimes am.  :)  Last night, my husband was his right self again, and in a big way.  We had a wonderful family dinner, where he was laughing and playing with the kids as if he'd never been gone.
Remember that coyote that has been in the backyard.  Well, my Chubby Hubby took right good care of him last night.  It was very strange, like he sensed him.  And silly me, I thought he was having a war flashback or something.  I can be not the brightest bulb sometimes.  He runs outside after grabbing the shotgun off the wall and dispatches this thing within seconds.  I mean, my husband is a SHOT.  One of the things I l-o-v-e about him.  I'll be damned if that thing wasn't bigger than he was.  And he just dragged it off to, well, somewhere, who knows?  Who cares!  Problem solved.
The REAL problem solved.  My protector, my lover, the father of my children is finally, finally home.

Monday, June 29, 2009

More MJ

This weekend has been nothing but watching Michael Jackson stuff, talking about Michael Jackson, everything Michael Jackson!  I have to say, that I didn't realize he was all THAT much of a star, and also that my husband liked him so much.  He seems to have taken his death very hard, I have to say, it is a little strange.  Not that it's not sad or anything like that, of course it is, of course!  But, my husband is acting like someone he knew died, like a family member.  He's constantly watching coverage and when he's not doing that, he's listening to music and "remembering."  He even told me that he felt that he was dead inside.  Also, it's been a week and he still hasn't gotten on our sleep schedule, I'm starting to think that he doesn't want to.  
I actually looked up PTSD online.  Hubby thinks it's a hoax, but a lot of the things that he's doing are the same as what's online.  He'd never admit to it or anything, but I wonder if he doesn't have it.  It's a little scary because it can get pretty serious--not that I think he's going to kill me or anything.  We don't have great health insurance, but if we need to, god help us, we'll find a way.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

RIP Michael

I simply cannot believe that Michael Jackson is dead.  I mean, I really can't believe it.  I thought he would always be around.  And that he was in good health!  He was supposed to play a show in Vegas.  I might have even gone to see him, although I might not have brought my son, hahahaha.  I'm sorry, it's so awful of my to joke about the dead like that.  And such bad luck, probably.  I did love him when I was a kid, I really did.  There was a radio station here that was playing all his music when he was on trial in support (I did NOT support him, BTW), but it was classic song after classic song.  Say what you want about him, he sure could do the music.  Sure could sing and dance.  
I'm hearing now that he might not be dead, but I heard it on TMZ so why would they post it if it wasn't true.  They would have a huge lawsuit if it wasn't true!  
I don't know what my favorite Michael Jackson song is.  There are so many good ones!  Favorite video is definitely "Thriller" duh, but favorite song--Billie Jean.  Such a sad, wonderful song.  
I have to get out the records (yes, you read right, records) and teach the kids something about history!

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

You Just don't know...

Oh, pooh!  I just wrote this whole blog about all of this stuff and it got deleted!  What the heck just happened?!?!  I'm so mad!
The gist of it is that my hubby and I got to talking last night, as much as we do, and he's seen some stuff where he is.  That everyone over there is forgotten by us americans and the private contractors are the most reviled of them all.  We stayed up late into the night talking about all of everything.  I can tell it's tough for him and that I hope me and the kids are going to be enough for him to move on from the challenging experience that he just had.  I sure hope so (and I do think it will be).  But, boy, there's a war going on there, people!  Don't you forget it!  And don't hate the private contractors because they're making more money.  Most of them are service boys trying to make a buck for their families.  They have the same goals as you do--freedom and the American way.
Boy, am I tired.  With the talk and hubby clomping around last night, not much time for sleeping!

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Jet Lag Central!

I have to say that the toughest part of having the hubby home is the jet lag.  He's in a totally different time zone--a totally different universe than the rest of us!  He's trying to adjust, but hey, it's only been two days.  And he's really tired, sleeps the whole day away, from sunup to sundown.  I try to stay up as long as I can with him, but I'm tired myself.  We don't eat usually until 9:00 and by then the kids are so tired that they can barely hold a fork.  And I am, too, frankly.
As it turns out, his contracting firm was kicked out of Iraq.  We keep on trying to see it on the news, but it hasn't happened, thank God. All of the Blackwater stuff was so humiliating.  He won't say yet what all happened, although I am sure it is the last thing he wants to think about is being back there.  I'm hoping that his next job is here at home, although I don't know too many places hiring at present.  But, you never know!  Stranger things have happened.
Speaking of strange, guess who got a taste of my husband last night--that stupid coyote.  It again didn't do anything, but it just stared and stared.  Oddly, my husband didn't shoot it right off, although the kids were around and I'm sure he didn't want to scare them.  Maybe next time!  My hubby never really has a problem shooting anything.
Well, gotta go!  Dinner to make.

Monday, June 22, 2009


How sweet it is.  You forget, really, when your man is gone, how nice it is to have him home.  I love caring for the kids, of course, but there's something extra special about everything when he comes home.  You feel like your life has a fullness that you didn't have before.  Again, I feel that way when my kids are gone, too, not to diminish what they do, but it is different when the chubby hubby comes home.  :)
He actually got to come home for a little bit of Father's Day, which was AMAZING.  We knew that he was going to possibly come, so we had everything prepared, with a sign and presents that the kids made and everything.  I got him a couple of things, razor, shaving cream, and I cooked a huge steak dinner which I kept warming.  The kids were pissed that they couldn't do their usual wolfing down of the food, but I kept it pretty good with them, they were just so excited for their Daddy to come home.  This weekend, we're going to throw a big party, but last night was just for us.
Around 9pm (yes, the kids were sleepy as heck), he strolled in the door like he'd never been gone.  My heart was racing and I know my kids' was too.  I let them run to him first, even though I was chomping at the bit to see him.  Finally I ran over, was wrapped in his big, muscular arms, and everything was okay.  We kissed and hugged and laughed and both cried a little and we all hugged as a family.  My hubby comes and goes with his work and it is always a miracle when he returns.  He loved the dinner and the gifts and we ate until midnight.  The kids went to bed and we had our private time, which is always a little awkward at first, but when we remember each other, it is amazing again.
He's all screwed up with the jet lag, so he was up until the butt crack of dawn this morning.  When I woke up at 5am, he was still up, watching TV, but went to bed right before the sun came up.  Today, he's just been around the house, putzing round, already fixing stuff!  Such a welcome relief.

Friday, June 19, 2009

Too much!

There is too too much to do and of course when there's too much to do, something inevitably goes wrong.  It wasn't a particularly huge, huge thing, but I fainted.  I actually fainted!  Can you believe it?  I have no idea why, either, that is the strangest part.  I guess exhaustion, I've been running around like a mad, mad woman.  And I suppose I should go to the doctor, but who's got the time?  Or the money?  We have health insurance, but it's still a cost.  And who knows what my Husband's job situation will be anyways.  
Fainting was such a strange experience.  I never had before.  I thought I would feel nothing if I fainted, but time actually slowed a minute, and I saw my vision tunnel to a point and then, well, I woke up on the floor.  I was alone, which was kind of scary.  You never think something bad like that is going to happen to you in your own home, but you never know.  I haven't told anyone (that I know), but whatever.  
The house is in order, for the most part.  This weekend, it's going to be shopping, shopping, shopping, dinner is going to be AMAZING on Monday!  

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Just a quick one

And I mean it this time!  I am SO busy with getting the house ready, you have no idea the work going into it right now.  It's insane!   Even the kids are running around like crazy people and to get them to do anything, you know it must be important.  Now, I'm just counting the days, getting everything ready, usually I have more time to prepare.  But, it has been a madhouse.
Nothing from Hubby, though, since he said he was coming back.  Not an e-mail or phone call.  He must be running around crazy too, I guess!  No rest for the wicked, let me tell you that.  And the flight he has to take--I swear, everyone thinks the private contractors have it made, but I'm here to tell you that they do not.  I believe it's literally 24 hours travel time.  And that's with no problems.
That damned coyote came back again today.  This time, I thought I'd take action.  At first, I thought I'd shoot it, but then I wouldn't know what to do with the body of it, it's so damned big.  I suppose Bill could come over and take care of it.  Then I thought about Animal Control, but who am I kidding, they don't help nobody.  So, I just closed the door again and it just looked at me.  I thought about throwing a rock, but with the kids and all....
Countdown!  Say a ton of prayers that I get everything done...

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

On the town

I'm going on and on like y'all know me, so I thought I'd fill you in a little bit on myself.  I still can't figure out how to connect the darned camera to the computer, so I don't have a picture.  I would say I'm pretty, although not as pretty as I was in high school.  I've gained a bit of baby weight since then (yes, I know my kids are 8 and 10) and cooking for everyone makes it hard to keep the pounds off.  I'm not fat particularly, just more curvy.  I'm a pretty frizzy blonde--hair's a little damaged and I wear lots of makeup--I love makeup.  I don't have a lot of expensive clothes, although I do have expensive taste and would rather have one nice thing than 10 not so nice things.  That's just me!
"On the town" means that I wanted to tell you more about my town, but there's not all that much to say I guess.  We have a Wal Mart, a bunch of fast food joints, the usual supermarket, that sort of thing.  I thought it could be a whole blog entry, but it's just too boring.  Close knit community, couple of bars, but it doesn't get too rowdy.  "Blue collar" as they say.  We've been hit a bit with the recession, couple of families unemployed, which is scary.  But, we'll pull through, we always do.  Not the worst thing that's going to happen.  Not the worst thing that's ever happened.
The good news is that I put my nose to the grindstone and got a lot of cleaning done.  The kids are so excited their daddy's coming home that they even chipped in, no whining!  6 more days!!!

Tuesday, June 16, 2009


Last night, I officially got over any fears I had about my Chubby Hubby returning and got straight to being excited.  Then, I got straight to being terrified since, I hate to say, my housework has slipped (just a little) since he's been gone.  Not a staggering amount, but having no help with the kids, etc, has gotten it a little out of control.  Which is OK, I'm not completely freaking...yet.  Especially the kids' rooms, I don't have the energy to force a military clean policy (although they do make their beds every night).  But, that's their problem!  I have the rest of the house to worry about.  
So, last night, I decided I needed to get to it and start.  With only a little bit to go, it's not soon enough!  I have a redbud tree out in the backyard (think purple flowers).  Well, those purple flowers like to get ALL OVER the backyard.  That was my first task with the light I had left and I figure I'd tackle the house tomorrow (that means today--eek!)  It was such a beautiful night with the sun going down, not too many bugs (thanks to my candles) and the kids were inside doing god knows what (and I don't give a hoot).  I'm doing a good bit, almost done, when this HUGE coyote comes in the yard.  Now, I know wildlife and we have a lot of wildlife in my area, and I'm not scared of much, but this thing was a monster.  It looked like a wolf, but even bigger than that.  It was the single biggest coyote I ever did see.  Now, I told you I'm not scared of that kind of stuff, but when I saw him, you bet your britches I ran straight back into the house, hollering bloody murder and locking all the doors.  He wasn't menacing me or mean, in fact, he was just looking at me and he didn't have those beady eyes that coyotes usually have.  It was definitely the last straw in me WANTING MY HUBBY HOME!!!
Now, to the housecleaning.  And the shopping!   Steak dinners are in order. 

Monday, June 15, 2009

Big Surprise!

Sorry I haven't written lately, I got some amazing (and a little confusing) news on Saturday.  It turns out my husband is coming back from Iraq as early as next week!   I can't help but be excited, but also I'm wondering what is going on.  It could be just for a visit, they do occasionally send them home as a treat.  I don't think he was fired (at least I hope not).  My big concern is that ever since those darned Blackwater guys (my hubby's not with Blackwater) got in all that trouble, that the so called private contractors (even thought they're in harm's way as much as anyone) are getting all the flack for everyone's screwups.  I hope the whole company didn't get kicked out or my husband got involved with something, that would be such a mess.  But, I have to think positive.  It could be just a lucky vacation and I'm getting all worked up for nothing.  Phones, e-mail, etc are few and far between, but I will let you know the details as I do.
Mainly--HE'S COMING HOME!!!!!

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Home Early!

I'm home early from my job at the dentist's office today.  All of our patients were done!  I guess with the economy, people don't have the money to go to the dentist as much, especially if they don't have dental insurance.  The only way we can go, really, is because I work for one, even though technically I guess he's not supposed to work on his employees.  But, who's going to check, the dental police?!?  
Speaking of weird things (I am imagining the dental police would be pretty weird hahahaha), I got a call from someone today asking for their dental visit...at night!  Isn't that the funnies thing you've ever heard?  First of all, does ANYONE, even in a big city, go to the dentist at night?  Secondly, doesn't this guy know he lives in Bakersville?!?  Too much!  I mean, really.
So....I was going to pick the kids up from camp early, but then I thought...hmmm...maybe not.  Nothing too exciting, I did some cleaning I've been meaning to do and caught a minute of Dr. Phil, which I usually like and catch in the evening, but the topic was kids and drugs which I could care less about.  Not that I don't have concern and everything for kids on drugs, but it's too depressing and frankly not my problem.
Time to go now!  Is my "me" time gone so fast already?

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Sex and the Small Town

As I am sure you were anxiously wondering, last night we did not go to "Up," nor did we eat said casserole that I made on Sunday.  I know you were up nights thinking on that one!  
My friend Samantha (and you'll find that funny in a minute when I tell you) dropped by with a steak dinner and a bottle of red wine.  Apparently her Chubby Hubby (and he is a chubby hubby for real hahahaha) "made too much steak."  In Bakersville, this is a common occurrence, especially since we have a lot of military families, private contractors, firemen, policemen, etc, where the wives are home alone.  A lot.  Samantha's husband is one such policeman and my husband mysteriously "grills too much" when her husband is on call.  It's very cute and funny.
So, anyways, being the summer, she brings her kids over (close enough in age) and an impromptu sleepover occurs.  We sit on the screened-in porch and eat our steak and drink the wine.  I only have one glass since I'm the only one with the kids and she finishes the whole bottle.  She's one of a group of four friends (see where I'm headed?) and we've all known each other since high school, some even earlier than that.  We try and have "girls night" at least once a month, and we're just like the girls in "Sex and the City."  All we do is talk about sex, drink and talk about our husbands.  It's so much fun.  So, Samantha and I had our mini-girls night, which was always a laugh riot.  
Samantha's actually pretty interesting because she brought her husband into town, where most people meet their husbands in town.  Miss Fancy Pants went to 2 years of college, enough to meet Bill and drag him back here.  I guess they call that an MRS degree hahahahaha.  He was studying to be a forensic criminal investigator (whatever the heck that means), but then came here and found his true calling--a cop.  I know them both pretty well and they have their share of problems, but overall, pretty happy.
No "Up" tonight either, but we are going to have the casserole.  

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

More on my favorite subject...

Me!  And I'm sure it will be yours soon enough hahahahaha.  I don't really know what else to write about yet, but I'm sure I will figure it out.
I've been reading a lot of blogs, and that's been helpful in learning how to do mine.  It seems that people talk a lot about the day-to-day, at least the ones that I'm interested in.  Or opinions on things, and the Lord knows, I sure have opinions on things.  :)
One thing that I forgot to mention in my previous post is that my Chubby Hubby is away in Iraq--but, it's not what you think!  He's ex-military, so he's with a private company and making buckets of money to send back to us.  It's hard having him away from me and the kids and in harm's way, but we're making due.  I know it's important to him to provide the excellent living that he provides for us and so I take the absences with a smile on my face.
So, it won't be surprising to you that I had a VERY busy day today!  Woke up at my usual 5AM (I do that so that I have an hour of quiet, ME time where I have my coffee, etc.), got the kids ready for camp (thank GOD for camp, I don't know what I'd do without it), took them to camp, took me to work, worked (yawn, I know), came home (I have an early shift--I'm done at three), cleaned (I'm a neat freak), put the casserole in the oven (I make four on Sunday for the week).  The kids came home (our neighbor friend was kind enough) and the chaos begins!  I should write this blog in my morning time, but that routine is so precious, I don't know if I can.
Tonight, we might see "Up" as a treat.  Or I might save it for later in the week.  I will keep you posted!

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Hello from Bakersville!

Hello, everyone in cyberspace!  This is BakersGirl (no, I'm not married to a baker, although I do love to bake), otherwise known as the Happy Housewife 1979!  I'm actually not technically a housewife, I have "real" job (hahahaha) as a receptionist at a dentist's office, but being a housewife is what I love and want to do, the other is just to make money.  I PROMISE that I will learn more of the computer in the blogs coming up, I learned so much in just setting this up!  My Chubby Hubby (yes, he knows I call him this hahahaha) didn't think that I could do it at all, so I showed him!  Soon I'll be posting pics, links, even video!  
A little about me--been married 10 years and have a 10 year old and an 8 year old.  It's not what you think, we didn't "have" to get married--we wanted to, we've been sweethearts since 8th grade!!!  My kids and my home are my life, but I'm not planning on having any more!  Two is plenty.  I'm turning 30 this year (I can't believe it!) and I think I'm pretty happy with the way things are going.  It's not exactly where I'd expected to be, but when does that ever happen?That's the basics, although I'm sure you'll be learning more and more about me as the blog progresses.  
Thanks for reading and I'll see you in cyberspace!