Sometimes the Navy annoys me...

Right now is one of those times. I don't know why whoever wrote the duty schedule bothered asking all the guys if they needed any days off duty. There was only one day that Justin requested to be off duty: his birthday, July 9. Can you guess what happened? Justin has duty tomorrow. Seriously why bother asking if you're just going to ignore the requests anyway.
It would have been nice for Justin to be home with us tomorrow night too. We haven't spent a birthday with him since 2006. :(

Mary and the Case of the Missing Black Skirt

Back in February I purchased a black skirt. It wasn't anything special. It was just a black knit skirt that I thought would be comfortable to lounge around in: an alternative for shorts on casual days. I think I might have paid $20 for the skirt, so it wasn't expensive by any means. I usually love wearing skirts and/or dresses, but I hate feeling too dressed up to just hang out around the house in them. But once I wore this one, I fell in love with it immediately. It was so comfortable and although it was casual, I felt it was nicer than wearing shorts all of the time.
I wore this skirt exactly one time. I remember the day too; it was a couple days after I bought it. I went to lunch with some friends that day. I liked wearing this skirt. I felt pretty and flirty in it.
A few weeks later I remember looking for the skirt. Justin was home from sea and we were going out to the movies. I really wanted to wear my new skirt. I searched everywhere for the skirt, but couldn't find it, so I gave up and wore my trusty chino skirt that night.
Literally months have gone by and I've looked for the skirt at least a couple of times a week. I am pretty sure Justin was beginning to think I was making up its existence. Actually I myself was thinking that I may have imagined the skirt altogether. After all, I looked everywhere right?
Last night Justin had duty and the girlies and I went shopping. While E was trying on a swimsuit, I browsed around nearby and I saw a black knit skirt. No, it wasn't the same one that I had, but it was black, knit, and only $15, so I snatched it up.
After the girls were in bed, I started putting away some folded laundry. The last items in the basket were folded socks. I don't think I've put socks away in months. I wear flip-flops pretty much all of the time, so my sock drawer doesn't get visited too often. When I reached down and opened the sock drawer, I was completely surprised: my black skirt, folded neatly, greeted me.

Mystery Lump

Well I still have the mystery lump on my hand, but the good news is that I did go to the doctor on Friday. She didn't have much to say about it yet. She doesn't think it's an abscess, which is good I suppose. Her best guesses are a cyst or a varicose vein (didn't know you could get them in your hand)-both are benign, so she suggested that we don't do anything. I protested, of course. This thing is not only weird to look at, but also it's hurts (not the crying in pain hurt, but definitely uncomfortable and I want it to go away hurt) especially when I am typing.
So now I have to go get an ultrasound of my hand. We're going to find out exactly what it is before it can go away. Hopefully I'll be able to get that done today or tomorrow. The sooner this thing is gone the better.

I have this problem...

...and it's that I don't like going to the doctor. Okay, well I don't know many people who like going to the doctor, but I think I'm worse. I tend to suck things up stoically until they get either the problem goes away, the problem becomes unbearable, or I am forced to go.
So what's my ailment now? (Well there are several, but I'll stick with what's bothering me most.) I have this lump on my hand. I think it's an abscess, but I'm not really sure. It is tender. It really hurts.
So this thing appeared in December. Yes, I know it's been a loooooong time to have it. But in my defense, I thought I was imagining it at first and making it seem worse. Then miraculously it went away. Well not completely, but it wasn't noticeable to the eye so it practically went away. A few weeks ago, it decided to show it's ugly head again.
I don't know what it is, but I hope it can be cured. I've tried to convince Justin to put a needle in it, but he's chicken shit and won't do it. At least the doctor won't have a problem with that.

Happy Father's Day!

I hope all of the father's out there have a wonderful Father's Day!

Insomnia...again

For the most part, I haven't had any trouble sleeping while on vacation...until tonight. I actually fell asleep easily enough, but then was awoken by some assholes screaming, hollering, and acting like fools on the street below. It was enough to annoy me enough to keep me from falling back asleep.
Of course, I tried to sleep, but then my mind started wandering. I started thinking of all of the projects I want to do to prepare for the festival next month. Seriously? Why can't I turn my brain off? I have too many ideas floating around in my head and it's getting annoying.
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The day before we left, I realized that Father's Day is this Sunday and I didn't have a gift for Justin yet. That wouldn't normally be a problem as I would be home and able to shop. Since we've been away, we've been spending most of our time together and I wasn't able to slip away with E to pick out something for him. I did embroider a golf towel for him. It didn't turn out as nice as the one I made for his dad. I think I was a little over confident after doing that one and ended up hooping the towel off center, so the placement isn't quite right. Oh well...I suppose I can always rip out the stitches and do it again.
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Tomorrow we're leaving to go back home. We're planning to stop in Orlando for lunch and go to Downtown Disney for a bit with the girlies. I'm sure it will be ultra hot and I'll want to leave and go home. I've enjoyed vacation, but I would really love to have my bed back. Plus I actually miss my cat a little bit. I'm sure she's going to be a real brat when we get home. I wouldn't like being left home alone for a week either.

So liberating...

This week the family and I are away on vacation and I have to say it's so liberating! My life is pretty good at home, but there's something about being away from it all that is just so relaxing and enjoyable. I do have to say I miss my craft room, but I'm really enjoying the quality time with the girlies and Justin.
We're staying in Clearwater Beach and our vacation will be coming to an end soon. We're having a great time enjoying the gorgeous (but hot!) weather. The beaches are beautiful and the sand is the softest that I've ever felt. I love Gulf coast beaches. They are so much nicer than the stinky Atlantic beaches that I live near.
This trip down here has me convinced that we do need to settle (not any time soon) here permanently. Justin has about 6.5 years obligated time (he'll probably end up doing 8) in the Navy left and then we'll need to find "home." The thing that sucks is we will be moving approximately 4 times in that time span. That sucks. I am so ready to be settled and have a house that I can live in for more than a couple of years. But I digress...
We went to Busch Gardens on Tuesday. It was sooooo hot. There was a bunch of thunder and lightning (no rain though) mid afternoon, which closed down all of the rides. That was pretty annoying, but it was a good day overall. I think I only did two rides (my choice-I didn't feel well), but the girlies and Justin had a good time. We got in free with the Hero Salute deal anyway, so it was definitely worth going.
Although I finished all of my commisioned crafty projects before I left, I feel them all starting to pile up again now. I have a couple more commisioned items to make and a lot that I want to make before Sheila and I do the 4th of July festival in Saint Marys next month. I've been selling the marker bags like crazy, so I really want to make some of those. I also have a cool embroidered submarine I spy toy that I want to make. I stitched out one before we left for vacay, but I think those will go over well in the sub community. I also want to get some more baby bundles ready. I'd really like to add a onesie to each of the ones I have, but who knows if I'll actually have the time to do it or not. The problem is I have too many things going through my head at one time. Sigh...

Just words?

Someone said something to me today that deeply offended me. I don't think that was the intent, but it did. The person apologized, but the words just cut too deep. I'd like to say that I can brush it off and forget it, but I can't. I feel like it's eating me from the inside. The worst part is the stupid thing that was said isn't even an accurate observation of the situation. I guess that doesn't matter though. The person's mind is made up and it really doesn't matter what I say or do. It won't change anything.
In the meantime, it's nearly 3 am and even though I'm exhausted, I can't sleep. All I can do is think about it and cry.

TV really sucks...

...in the wee hours of the night when everyone should be sleeping. It's 5:40 am and I still haven't slept. I wish I could say I was doing something important like working or taking care of a sick child (not that I want one of my kids sick), but I haven't. I've been lying here in my bed trying to sleep for over 5 hours. It's getting ridiculous and I am completely exhausted.
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On a positive note, Justin comes home from DC today. I know he's only been gone two nights, but I miss him still. I figure we're apart enough with deployments that I don't like to be apart from him if I don't have to be. Plus I barely spoke to anyone over the age of 11 in the last couple of days, so I'm starving for adult conversation.
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Elise started shaving her legs today. That makes me feel old. I shouldn't be old enough to have a child who shaves her legs. At least she still doesn't (or at least pretends she doesn't) like boys. I'm definitely not ready for the world of boyfriends yet.
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No news yet on the job front. I was waiting to apply for the teaching position until I heard back from the other promising (or at least I thought it was) work at home job, but I think I need to just go ahead and do it. I worked on my resume some yesterday, but was easily distracted, so it probably sucks. I don't really want to do an interview for a teaching position either. I am anticipating questions regarding what I have done in the last three years to keep up with the teaching world and I don't have a good answer. I haven't done diddly squat to keep up with the profession. I've been too busy designing birth announcements, sewing, and making pretty things. Somehow I don't think that's the best answer.

Insomnia

It really sucks when one cannot sleep. Most of the time when Justin is home I don't have a problem sleeping, but over the last two weeks, it's been rough for me. Last night I actually fell asleep around 1:00, but then woke up around 2:00 and have been up since. Any time now I expect Justin's alarm clock to go off and him to come out here and ask why I'm not sleeping.
I am sure I can guess about why I'm not sleeping. The big thing is money: I need a job. I need to make money. Second is I keep thinking of all of these projects I want to make. My head is swirling with ideas and it's getting pretty annoying. I wish I could just turn off my brain for the night like normal people do.
The good thing is that I've actually made some of cute crafty things lately. I've been working on a baby shower gift for a friend, so she's going to have lots of fun stuff.
I'm also hosting her shower next Sunday. I am very happy to do it, but it was only decided yesterday that it would be a week away. I was planning on having a few weeks to plan, but that's just not going to happen. I have a few wonderful gals helping out, but still it's stressing me out thinking about it. I just want it to be a special experience for the mother-to-be and I don't want her to be disappointed.