Friday Follow is FUN

I love to read what other folks are saying.  I'm pretty new to blogging so have some troubles with the technical aspects of it, but I have had FUN this friday reading things on new blogs.  Join in the fun:)

A poem dedicated to my Mom

In loving memory of Paula Sue Boggs

October 16, 1954-December 9, 2008

THE MILITARY SPOUSE

When the good Lord was creating military spouses, He was into His sixth day of overtime.

An Angel appeared and said, "You're having a lot of trouble on this one. What's wrong with the standard model?"

The Lord replied, "Have you ever seen the regulations? It has to be completely independent, must be sponsored to get on base, have the qualities of both mother and father during deployments; Be a perfect hostess to four or 40, handle emergencies without military orders, cope with the flu and move around the world, have a kiss that cures anything from a child's torn valentine to a soldier's weary day, have the patience of a saint when waiting for the unit to return stateside, and have six pairs of soft hands."

The Angel shook her head slowly and said, "Six pair of hands? No way!"

And the Lord answered, "Don't worry. We'll make other military spouses to help. Besides, it's not the hands that are causing the problem - it's the heart. It must swell with pride, sustain the ache of separation, beat soundly when it's too tired to do so, be large enough to say 'I understand' when it doesn't, and say 'I love you,' regardless."

"Lord," said the Angel, touching his sleeve gently, "go to bed. You can finish that tomorrow."

"I can't," said the Lord. "I'm too close to creating something unique. Already I have one who can heal itself when sick, feed unexpected guests who are stuck in the area due to bad weather, and wave goodbye to its spouse from a pier or runway and understand it's important to the country that the spouse leave."

The Angel circled the model of the military spouse very slowly. "It's too soft," she sighed.
"But tough," the Lord said excitedly. "You cannot imagine what this being can do or endure!"

"Can it think?" the Angel asked.

"Can it think? It can convert 1400 to 2 p.m.!" the Lord said.

Finally, the Angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek. "There's a leak," she pronounced. "I told you that you were trying to put too much into this model."

"It's not a leak," said the Lord. "It's a tear."

"What's it for?" asked the Angel.

"It's for joy, sadness, pain, loneliness and pride," the Lord said.
"You're a genius," said the Angel.

The Lord looked somber and said, "I didn't put it there."

Friday again...

Yippee...its Friday!  We got no preschool done this week because I was very sick with asthma.  I can't wait until dh has a good job(should be starting in a week or so) so that we can once again have health insurance.  I finally broke down and went to the doctor on Wednesday and I'm finally starting to feel better.  She put me on 12 days of prednisone.  Our school stuff is downstairs and I simply didn't have the air to get their.  The laundry is also downstairs so.....I have Mount Washmore to tackle as I feel better.  I did have to make the big guys do a load of whites and a load of jeans.  Have you ever noticed that everyone seems to take clean clothes for granted?  They are just always there when you need them.  Both of the big boys acted like they were in shock when they ran out.  Good thing I left a written tutorial on the washing machine.  They did good with both loads.  They even delivered it to me so I could fold it.

Answered Prayers

Jim passed his CDL test today!!!  I'm so proud of him.  He has two job offers waiting now so I am very excited to see where the road takes us from here.

I got the paperwork for making the developmental ped appointment. Now to tax my brain on what he does and doesn't do.