Chief Results…

Okay…. so Chief results came out the other day. I know this because it was all over my Facebook and Twitter. Ridiculous posts such as

“Any day now…”
“I can’t stand the suspense!”
“Today is the day….”

Okay. So I get that it’s exciting and yes, it can really impact your life, often resulting in a transfer to another command or homeport. BUT…. it’s also really annoying. I personally don’t understand the big deal about becoming a Chief. For the sailor, it is a big deal- yes- something to be proud of… something they worked hard for… BUT… I hate HATE the wives that make such a big deal out of it! I don’t get it. All I know… is that I’m glad I didn’t know anything about rank and making board and chief results and all that when my husband was up for chief…. because maybe I would have freaked out too!

Anyways, I think it’s stupid to go on and on about it…. because what if he doesn’t make chief? Then you feel kinda stupid, right? Do you make the FB announcement that he didn’t make it or do you just drop it? Or what if someone who saw all your previous posts asks you about it…. then it’s all weird and awkward when you have to tell him that he did not make rank.

Seriously, it sucks enough that he didn’t become a chief…. do you have to let the whole world know you’re lame too…..?

Yeah, I’m mean and heartless….. and I hide here in my online cyber Internet world and say all the things I’m too nice to say to peoples faces……

I’m Baaack…

Like anyone actually even cares… but I AM back!!! Why… WHY… was I gone for a year and a half…? Ummm… yeah, I couldn’t remember my password, seriously! I just found the piece of scrap paper I had written my password on… in my old wallet Oh yeah, I had a baby too. Yup, yay me!

Smokers: part 1

Smokers. I used to be one. Then I got pregnant. Yes, it was hard to quit but I had to quit…. for the well-being of my child. I know, I know… it’s an addiction. Trust me, I KNOW how hard it is to quit. I smoked for twelve years, but I quit so my children would be healthy. It was one of the most difficult things I’ve ever done, but I was able to do it. There’s no excuse no to!
It’s called will-power…. self-control…. discipline…. sacrifice…. really, try it… for your children. Without will-power or self-control, discipline or sacrifice, you’re really no better than a wild beast, an animal. Seriously, quit… for your children. If you CAN’T, you’re weak and stupid. If you WON’T, you’re a selfish ass.
Okay, so you can’t or won’t quit… fine, at least- at the VERY least- wash your hands and change your shirt before you touch, hold, cuddle or feed your baby! Seriously… third hand smoke! It’s dangerous.
So, let’s get back to my FAVORITE subject… The “Navy Wife”…. and in this case I can also include her “Sailor”. They are almost always smokers! I don’t know why. Thinking of their children makes me so sad. Picture this… or take a drive through any military housing neighborhood if you don’t have a good imagination:

One or both of the parents, sitting on the front porch or patio… mom wearing those lovely blue sweatpants with “NAVY” written down the leg in bright yellow… a blousy oversized (and often stained) T-shirt, hair pulled back in a bun or ponytail. Dad… wearing a pair of shorts or jeans and the white undershirts from his uniform. Both smoking cigarettes. But wait… that’s not all… there are kids too! Usually three or four kids ranging from infant to elementary school age. The kids usually run around the yard unsupervised while the parents sit on the front porch and smoke.

Sometimes you’ll even see them pushing a stroller with one hand and a cigarette in the other hand. Or when they actually bother to take their kid out of the stroller, they will hold the baby in their arms or on their lap and still be able to smoke. It’s called multi tasking! “Navy Parents” never fail to suprise me!

I’m a Navy Wife *shudders*

Yes, my husband is in the Navy. So, I guess… technically… I’m a Navy wife.

But I’m NOT a “Navy Wife”.

What’s the difference between a Navy wife and a “Navy Wife”, you ask? Well… let me explain! A Navy wife is simply a woman that is married to a man in the Navy. Simple as that… a woman whose husband is in the Navy.

Now a “Navy Wife”…. that is a much more broad term… it encompasses a very wide range of personalities and characteristics…. imagine typical trailer trash, ignorant hillbilly, country bumpkin, slutty… rude & crude…
classLESS, unfashionable,
unhappy complaining back-stabbing gossipy trouble makers… seriously, •drama•drama•
•*}DRAMA{*•

Being a Navy wife often carries a very strong social stigma, this is ALL thanks to the typical “Navy Wife”.

So, yes…. a “Navy Wife” will always also be a Navy wife… but a Navy wife isn’t necessarily always (and should seriously try not to be) a “Navy Wife”.

Hmmmm

So… how does this blogging thing work? You just write *ish down and maybe other people will read it… but most likely you’re just writing stuff down for yourself… to entertain yourself? I don’t get this whole sense of self importance thing…. oh, wait maybe you’re just reaching out, hoping that someone can relate…. because you don’t feel that you are important, that what you do matters… so, you start a blog hoping that maybe, somewhere out there, someone wants to hear what you have to say…

Me

So, this is about me, I guess. I mean, why else would I write a blog? Because I am a little bit narcissistic and self absorbed… and I think what I say matters… and my delusions of grandeur lead me to believe that others will also want to hear what I have to say and think it is important.
Seriously… I was SO excited about starting a blog… and I went all gung-ho and overboard researching which blog was best and setting up my account…. phew…. now that I’m all set and ready to go, I have nothing, NOTHING, to write about!