A blog or my journal?

so I have been thinking for the last couple of days that I should write in my blog. I would like to say it is for all the many followers I have Ha! I guess that is what I get for not writing for 6 months. Anyways I was reading some of my older posts last night and I seriously had forgotten a lot of what I had wrote. If this is just for my benefit then so be it. I always have had a hard time writing in Journals, maybe I will try this for awhile. Like most of the kids in West Texas, Dylan joined the crowd and attended Kindergarten this week. I sort of feel like he should be going to 2nd grade. He has been going to preschool for the last two years, and most of the time he talks to me like he is 7-8. It is hard to get much out of him about what he does or learns. I try not to push it because through out the night he will talk on and off about various things. Like tonight he said that they were talking about Gingermen this week and they learned about the mama gingerbread and the dad gingerbread and the baby gingerbread. Ok well that is nice... I guess they have got to start somewhere. I figure as long as he is happy and the teacher isn't sending notes home we are on the right track. Tonight I told him that I was so happy with him and he said Mom I wish you would tell me to read more. Ok can't argue with that. I was busy with working at the store twice this week, the other manager was out of town. Any other week would have been ok, but Monday and Wednesday were full too. Today was the first time I could actually sit on my *ss for two whole hours while Jax took a nap. It was wonderful! Jackson is speaking so well. I pretty much can understand everything he says. It is a lot of I sit I kick I eat or My show My ball. He loves to say Dylan's friends name, his favorites now are Josshhh (Josh) and Aix (Alex). He loves dogs. I feel bad for a minute that we don't have one, and then I remember how much work they are. If we could have a little dog I would possibly some day consider it, but Jason wants a big Weimerauner, they always look sad to me. Most of my friends have dogs so he can just play with theirs. Umm What else. Well things are coming together with my new calling, R.S.E.L. Poor Laura she works harder then anyone I know. I don't know how I would do this without her. I truly feel like this calling was given to me for a reason. I think it is fitting my new role in my life as the girl to go to to get things done (Huh Mary J/K). I don't know when it happened, mainly gradually. I guess I was just tired of people talking about things and never doing anything about it. So now I am dealing with transitional blues. A new manager (me) our new squadron commander, my new calling...has made things a little tense. I guess that this too will give me the challenges I need to make me even stronger and give me the opportunity to grow spiritually and mentally. I also have decided to become a Key spouse. I feel that is a great way to makes bonds with others in the squadron and hopefully help them and give them the support that I think I could truly offer them. I sort of feel like the Grinch who stole Christmas. My heart has grown some much this year I have really turned into a compassionate do gooder. None of my High school friends would believe it. I was a mess back then. Wow I am so lucky I escaped from there. I couldn't imagine living there the rest of my life. There is no way I would be who I am now if I hadn't lived the trials I have had. Ohh and who would I be without my "Rock" my "better half" "the love of my life". Even though he is thousands of miles away from me, I have never felt closer to him. I think his career is perfect for us. It makes us truly realize how much we mean to each other. I can't do everything by myself, I am grateful that he will be home to hang up the X-Mas decorations. I hope I can manage the ghouls in the dormer windows in the attic. So yeah this week has been a little hard for me. I think I have hit the halfway hump blues a little late. I was able to talk to him a little bit this morning but I am not my best in the morning and that is how I want him to remember me, not the mom who is in her pajamas with ratty hair no makeup running around the house like a mad woman trying to get breakfast ready, kids dressed, teeth brushed... too hectic. Oh well we will get used to it and It has made me go to sleep earlier. Hey it is only 10:19 I could wrap this up and get to bed before 11pm. I think I am going to send out a post to all my facebook friends and tell them to check out my blog. If any of my friends see this I want you to know how grateful I am for your friendship and how truly blessed I am to have you in my life. I don't know how I could handle this deployment with out your support. Thanks for joining me in this journey. Now do you see why I couldn't write in Journals I never can stop!


These are pictures of the "Summer Olympics" that our Primary put on. It was great!