Did you know that there really is a shoe addict anonymous group? I had absolutely no clue, but I understand why there is one!
Hi. My name is Dee. I am a shoe addict.
I love clearance sales, especially where shoes are concerned. If I can walk out of a store with multiple pairs of shoes all for the price of one pair of shoes at regular price, well...let's just say that I'm glad my husband doesn't say anything about all the shoes in my closet. I know why I love shoes and I admit that, so really...doesn't that make me a non addict? If I recognize the issue? Maybe? Oh, whatever.
I remember growing up and both of my parents worked. In fact, I remember when they both worked two jobs. Talk about being a latch key kid. Yeah, I was. My brother and I were given shoes twice a year. We got a new pair when school started back and a pair of winter shoes. Oh, and we were given a cheap pair of shoes to play in during the summer. So, okay...that's three pair of shoes. That was it. If we tore our shoes up, we were just S.O.L. When I turned 16 and got my first job, I was ecstatic. I took my first paycheck ever and went to the shoe store and bought me a pair of Nike. I never looked back after that. If I had the money and saw a great pair of shoes, they were mine.
I do buy my kids shoes as well. I don't mind spending a little more on name brand shoes because I know they will wear longer than a pair from a local mega store. My youngest daughter is a shoe addict as well, however; I got lucky because we're the same size in shoes, so my shoe collection really turns into both of ours. I can't tell you how many times I have gone looking for a pair of shoes that I want to wear only to realize that they are on my daughters foot...at school. I usually sign in exasperation and settle on a different pair of shoes. The only ones that are completely off limits to her are my Ugg shoes. Those bad boys are worn to work and on really cold days.
So, as I sign off for now. Just remember. Shoe addicts are everywhere!
Just the random stuff that happens in my life as I follow along with my career military husband. Trust me, sometimes funny stuff happens.
Monday, January 31, 2011
Friends
How many friends does one need to feel fulfilled? I know those who feel as if they have to have a ton of friends and for them, that's fine. However; I have never been a person that had to be surrounded by a ton of people. I'm just not wired that way I guess. I've never had more than 3 or 4 close friends at a time and as I get older, that still holds true.
I think we all have those people we call friends, but in all actuality they aren't real friends. They're the people you call when you just want to gripe about something and you don't need any real support from. They are your "fair weather" friends. We also have those people that we keep close to us just so we can keep a close eye on...a "frienemy" as the term is these days.
I love dearly my friends I have now. My circle seems to be expanding, finding new friends in the places we go and we develop a deep bond, and even when we move away from each other we still keep in contact. We still support and love the other person and we'd move mountains to help each other if we could. My only wish is that we lived closer so that we could still visit frequently. However; because they are military and we are military, we will probably never be in the same place together again. I look forward to the day when I can visit them again. I miss them and their company so very much. We share so much of ourselves with our friends, both good and bad.
It just seems lately as if I only share bad things. I don't like that. I am ecstatic however for all the good things happening in their lives. Two of them are expecting their second child, and I am so giddy that I can't stand myself...lol. I can't wait for them to get to the baby shower stage! I want to buy stuff for them because I know that they will be appreciative of it and not expect anything, that's what makes them great people. I really do miss them.
Maybe some day soon, I'll reconnect with them in person one more time.
I think we all have those people we call friends, but in all actuality they aren't real friends. They're the people you call when you just want to gripe about something and you don't need any real support from. They are your "fair weather" friends. We also have those people that we keep close to us just so we can keep a close eye on...a "frienemy" as the term is these days.
I love dearly my friends I have now. My circle seems to be expanding, finding new friends in the places we go and we develop a deep bond, and even when we move away from each other we still keep in contact. We still support and love the other person and we'd move mountains to help each other if we could. My only wish is that we lived closer so that we could still visit frequently. However; because they are military and we are military, we will probably never be in the same place together again. I look forward to the day when I can visit them again. I miss them and their company so very much. We share so much of ourselves with our friends, both good and bad.
It just seems lately as if I only share bad things. I don't like that. I am ecstatic however for all the good things happening in their lives. Two of them are expecting their second child, and I am so giddy that I can't stand myself...lol. I can't wait for them to get to the baby shower stage! I want to buy stuff for them because I know that they will be appreciative of it and not expect anything, that's what makes them great people. I really do miss them.
Maybe some day soon, I'll reconnect with them in person one more time.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
I hate generalizations!
Apparently today is my "bitchy" day. I've got an opinion and I'm not afraid to share it and I don't care who you are or who you THINK you are. I despise generalized statements that clump an entire group of people together! I read something earlier on another web page that "stuck in my craw", as we say in the South. A fellow Army wife made a statement that essentially said ALL Army wives that use "military time or words" are stupid. She is the resident expert on that because this wife is also a FORMER soldier. Gosh, I didn't realize that her being a former soldier makes her more knowledgeable than anyone else.
What this so called expert fails to realize is that she includes herself in her broad generalized statement. Major FAIL!! If military wives use 24 hr time or acronyms ("military words"), then that does not make them stupid. A lot of the time it's because jokes are being made.
My issue isn't so much with her bashing Army wives, although I do take offense to that, it's the fact that she uses a broad generalized statement instead of focusing on the person that she deemed "stupid". You prove just how truly ignorant you are when you make those types of statements. It shows just how much of a racist/sexist/segregationist you are, because you automatically assume that all people in whatever group are the same way. This would be like me saying "All fat people are lazy" when I know that isn't the case! Just for clarification, I was being facetious when I wrote that. When I weighed 125 lbs more than I do now, I was NOT lazy. Sometimes I think I did more then than I do now. I just look more "socially acceptable" now with my weight being "normal". Whatever. I don't do normal.
The day that people stop making generalizations will be a great day in history! Not that we'll ever get there, but oh to dream.
Now...go forth and spread my message that all people that make generalized statements about a group of people are bumbling a**holes that need a lobotomy. You can even tell them I said it and if they have a problem they can take it up with me personally.
~ Dee ~
What this so called expert fails to realize is that she includes herself in her broad generalized statement. Major FAIL!! If military wives use 24 hr time or acronyms ("military words"), then that does not make them stupid. A lot of the time it's because jokes are being made.
My issue isn't so much with her bashing Army wives, although I do take offense to that, it's the fact that she uses a broad generalized statement instead of focusing on the person that she deemed "stupid". You prove just how truly ignorant you are when you make those types of statements. It shows just how much of a racist/sexist/segregationist you are, because you automatically assume that all people in whatever group are the same way. This would be like me saying "All fat people are lazy" when I know that isn't the case! Just for clarification, I was being facetious when I wrote that. When I weighed 125 lbs more than I do now, I was NOT lazy. Sometimes I think I did more then than I do now. I just look more "socially acceptable" now with my weight being "normal". Whatever. I don't do normal.
The day that people stop making generalizations will be a great day in history! Not that we'll ever get there, but oh to dream.
Now...go forth and spread my message that all people that make generalized statements about a group of people are bumbling a**holes that need a lobotomy. You can even tell them I said it and if they have a problem they can take it up with me personally.
~ Dee ~
My right to bear arms
The above pictures is MY gun, not my husbands, but it belongs to me. I've been hearing a lot of arguments lately about guns, gun safety, gun rights, banning guns, etc. Now I'm going to throw my two cents into the fray. Now there are a couple of topics that I refuse to discuss with anyone and those are politics and religion. However; when politics start to infringe upon my rights as an American citizen by BIRTH, then I start to get a little upset.
First off, I am not a criminal. I have every single right to purchase and own pretty much any gun that I want, as long as it is a legal firearm. I'm not looking into purchasing or wanting under my roof a weapon that is illegal. I am not a hunter. I do not have any desire whatsoever to go out and hunt defenseless animals (if you're a hunter, more power to you, but it's not my bag.) I have legally modified my gun so that it can hold the full capacity of shells. It holds six just in case anyone was wondering. If I ever have to actually use this gun, I will have no qualms about protecting my home and our lives. God have mercy on the person that decides that it's my house they want to break into. If my dogs don't eat them alive, then they'll have me to deal with.
I believe that every law abiding citizen and even those who have a non-violent criminal history have the right to own a gun. I believe in protecting my home, my self and my family against all terror threats, both foreign and domestic. I firmly believe that guns do not kill people...PEOPLE kill people. Guns are not the problem...people are. When we realize that, we'll be the better for it. Banning guns is in my opinion the same as banning air. Sure that may be a little dramatic but can you understand what I'm saying?
I can honestly say that I never thought I would ever have a firearm in my home. I didn't think there would ever be a time when I didn't feel safe in my house. I purchased my firearm as a means of home defense. Why? Had I been blogging last June and July then you would understand. In short, we lived next door to people who were dealing drugs out of the place they were renting. I shared a wall with them. I cannot begin to tell you the amount of traffic in and out of their residence all hours of the day and night. How many times it was my door people were knocking on looking for their drugs. The last straw came when the neighbors called their pit bull to attack while I was outside with my dog one day. My dog defended me and wound up killing their dog, but after that it became painfully obvious that I no longer felt safe in my own home. I bought that gun the following day. I stayed awake at night for weeks and kept the gun loaded and by my side, especially when the attempted breaks in started. Since the neighbors moved, I have unloaded the gun but I keep the shells close by in case I need to load it quickly. I've answered my door once with the gun in hand...but that's what happens when you awaken me at 3 o'clock in the morning by pounding on my door and alerting my dogs that there is a potential threat on the other side. Don't mess with me and don't make my dogs react threateningly and you won't be greeted with a shotgun pointed at your head.
I know there is a lot of violence in the world committed by people who have guns. Why punish and penalize the majority of us that are tax paying, law abiding citizens? Give it a rest people. I have just as much right to own my gun as a hungry person has the right to eat food. It's the exact.same.right! Completely different contexts but the same rights in the end game.
I completely believe in gun control. It's called holding it with two hands! Or, if there's a gun involved, I want to control it.
End of discussion.
First off, I am not a criminal. I have every single right to purchase and own pretty much any gun that I want, as long as it is a legal firearm. I'm not looking into purchasing or wanting under my roof a weapon that is illegal. I am not a hunter. I do not have any desire whatsoever to go out and hunt defenseless animals (if you're a hunter, more power to you, but it's not my bag.) I have legally modified my gun so that it can hold the full capacity of shells. It holds six just in case anyone was wondering. If I ever have to actually use this gun, I will have no qualms about protecting my home and our lives. God have mercy on the person that decides that it's my house they want to break into. If my dogs don't eat them alive, then they'll have me to deal with.
I believe that every law abiding citizen and even those who have a non-violent criminal history have the right to own a gun. I believe in protecting my home, my self and my family against all terror threats, both foreign and domestic. I firmly believe that guns do not kill people...PEOPLE kill people. Guns are not the problem...people are. When we realize that, we'll be the better for it. Banning guns is in my opinion the same as banning air. Sure that may be a little dramatic but can you understand what I'm saying?
I can honestly say that I never thought I would ever have a firearm in my home. I didn't think there would ever be a time when I didn't feel safe in my house. I purchased my firearm as a means of home defense. Why? Had I been blogging last June and July then you would understand. In short, we lived next door to people who were dealing drugs out of the place they were renting. I shared a wall with them. I cannot begin to tell you the amount of traffic in and out of their residence all hours of the day and night. How many times it was my door people were knocking on looking for their drugs. The last straw came when the neighbors called their pit bull to attack while I was outside with my dog one day. My dog defended me and wound up killing their dog, but after that it became painfully obvious that I no longer felt safe in my own home. I bought that gun the following day. I stayed awake at night for weeks and kept the gun loaded and by my side, especially when the attempted breaks in started. Since the neighbors moved, I have unloaded the gun but I keep the shells close by in case I need to load it quickly. I've answered my door once with the gun in hand...but that's what happens when you awaken me at 3 o'clock in the morning by pounding on my door and alerting my dogs that there is a potential threat on the other side. Don't mess with me and don't make my dogs react threateningly and you won't be greeted with a shotgun pointed at your head.
I know there is a lot of violence in the world committed by people who have guns. Why punish and penalize the majority of us that are tax paying, law abiding citizens? Give it a rest people. I have just as much right to own my gun as a hungry person has the right to eat food. It's the exact.same.right! Completely different contexts but the same rights in the end game.
I completely believe in gun control. It's called holding it with two hands! Or, if there's a gun involved, I want to control it.
End of discussion.
And I couldn't sleep in why???
Oh that's right...it's because the boys needed to go outside and potty. Silly me. I thought there was another person in the house that could do this, but the pet gate on the stairs prevents them from waking the other one up. Hmph. That'll teach me to be proactive. Oh well, such as it is, I can take a nap later if I so desire...and right now...I desire that nap.
I think maybe tomorrow I'll not set the coffee maker to brew BOLD coffee. I love my coffee, but not this strong. It leaves a yucky aftertaste in my mouth. There's not enough sugar free flavoring or cream to lighten the taste. So lesson learned. The coffee maker does indeed make bold flavored coffee and I do not like it.
Right now I am in the process of attempting to quit smoking. I'm not sure how I'm doing at it, whether I'll be successful this time or not, but I seem to be smoking less. I don't know if the companies have changed their formula, but they just don't taste the same. I can actually taste the icky stuff we all know is in there. Or it could be the medicine I am on makes them taste that way. Whatever; all I know right now is that they are starting to taste really gross.
I'm a little concerned right now over payday as well. Usually we'll get paid on Friday if the 30th falls on a weekend. Well, we didn't. So I'm going to have to wait until tomorrow morning and see if we got paid. If we didn't, we are so screwed. We depend on my husbands pay, that's what pays the bills around here, because Lord knows that I hardly make squat to even count as working! I do have a job though and for that I am really thankful. So I'm hoping that when I wake up in the morning there will be money in our account. Because I don't want to have to call my husband, who is overseas, and say "Get DFAS on the phone and find out where the heck our money is." I'd be calling the bank and our other creditors saying that we didn't get paid and if they could just give me a few days to get it sorted out so that we could pay them, well that would be awesome. Let's hope I don't have to do that.
Oh good! The youngest daughter is awake and moving around. I know this because I hear some type of food being prepared in the kitchen. I.E. there are bags being opened and crinkling noises and the sound of the microwave being used. Unless the boys have somehow grown thumbs on their paws and have learned how to walk upright, then it must be the child. I wonder what she'd like to do today. Maybe we can go for a walk with the dogs or take a drive somewhere. I just need to get out of the house for a bit and reconnect with her.
For now though...I think I am going to go take that nap I mentioned earlier.
I think maybe tomorrow I'll not set the coffee maker to brew BOLD coffee. I love my coffee, but not this strong. It leaves a yucky aftertaste in my mouth. There's not enough sugar free flavoring or cream to lighten the taste. So lesson learned. The coffee maker does indeed make bold flavored coffee and I do not like it.
Right now I am in the process of attempting to quit smoking. I'm not sure how I'm doing at it, whether I'll be successful this time or not, but I seem to be smoking less. I don't know if the companies have changed their formula, but they just don't taste the same. I can actually taste the icky stuff we all know is in there. Or it could be the medicine I am on makes them taste that way. Whatever; all I know right now is that they are starting to taste really gross.
I'm a little concerned right now over payday as well. Usually we'll get paid on Friday if the 30th falls on a weekend. Well, we didn't. So I'm going to have to wait until tomorrow morning and see if we got paid. If we didn't, we are so screwed. We depend on my husbands pay, that's what pays the bills around here, because Lord knows that I hardly make squat to even count as working! I do have a job though and for that I am really thankful. So I'm hoping that when I wake up in the morning there will be money in our account. Because I don't want to have to call my husband, who is overseas, and say "Get DFAS on the phone and find out where the heck our money is." I'd be calling the bank and our other creditors saying that we didn't get paid and if they could just give me a few days to get it sorted out so that we could pay them, well that would be awesome. Let's hope I don't have to do that.
Oh good! The youngest daughter is awake and moving around. I know this because I hear some type of food being prepared in the kitchen. I.E. there are bags being opened and crinkling noises and the sound of the microwave being used. Unless the boys have somehow grown thumbs on their paws and have learned how to walk upright, then it must be the child. I wonder what she'd like to do today. Maybe we can go for a walk with the dogs or take a drive somewhere. I just need to get out of the house for a bit and reconnect with her.
For now though...I think I am going to go take that nap I mentioned earlier.
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