What is WRONG with people in this country??

Well, I saw that clip that many people have posted (I did as well) of that woman, I made the mistake of calling her a lady (Southern in me) but I could not belive that people that go to church and say that they are Christians would do something like that to Military families!! Especially during the last time they will ever spend time with a loved one that died away from home serving the country! To thank God for 9/11 on the same channel that had anchors crying on air when they told us what had happened, and have the gall to say we are being punished for war by losing our sons and daughters!! God BLESSES America!!! Don't get me wrong, God does punish the wicked, it's all over the Bible. But I belive that God is good, he is the God of mercy and peace. It even says there is a time for everything a time for war and a time for peace....So how could that group of people proudly say and do such things??!!

I one time asked Brent, if it ever were to happen in his presence what he would do if someone burned a flag. He told me that it was thier right to do that, it wouldn't make him happy but that's what he gets up every morning and puts on the uniform and defends our country for. To allow some one to have the right to do something like that to something that he respects and salutes. We have Freedom like no other civilization in the world. It's what we fight for to help bring to others, it's what that Soldier died for. But to have his own people disrespect him, his family and what he fought for is unforgiveable. I do not believe that God would endorse such a thing. He teaches us to lift up one another and to love, not tear down and hate.

It's extremistis like her and her family that give Christians a bad name. Many people will do things in the name of God that are horrible people and claim that it's what God wants and the Bible tells us to beware of those people. I'm not the judge, God is and they will have to give an account of what they have done not only as people but what they have done to other people. I can only imagine that by her testimony someone turned from God because of her example! How sad, I pray for that church to learn humility and respect for the people that defend thier rights to do and say such things! They must spend loads of money tracking down these funerals and going to them to ruin them. They should maybe spend that money on God's work not thier own agendas. OR better yet STAY HOME! ok...I'm done for now.

May God continue to Bless America

My Mom wears combat boots

Ok, so I have been pretty "normal" about my dad being in Iraq twice. Both times when I had each baby!! Nooo, I love stress! But he didn't do it to upset me I know but still. Being 39 weeks pregnant with Philip and having mom here in England and the phone ringing and it's dad and we hear the RPGs flying over head and he's hiding between a building and a dumpster to say good bye to mom isn't my idea of a good time!! But the media really wants to only show the "bad" side of the people of Iraq. Well, they are really nice people, they have been nothing but kind and generous to my family, that has been in Iraq. They just want what any human wants, shelter, food, water, to be happy and FREEDOM! That's why my parents are over there, to help give that to them. Dad brings water to villages that haven't had running water ever! And helps bulid schools.

But back to the subject....on the playground it was an insult to hear "your momma wears combat boots" Well I think I would still get into a fight over it but only to defend the honor of those little combat boots. I don't like the fact that she is in Iraq or that there have been attacks on the compound that she lives at but I do like the fact that I tower 8 inches over her that she is there and facing things I would never dare face. But I still don't want her over there! She has to wear a helmet and kevlar (spelling) vest mommies shouldn't have to wear these things. Now, I respect all women in the military you do something I could never do. But when it's your momma, and you are a momma things change. She's a grandma!! She should be making cookies and knitting baby blankets....well my grandma never knitted but you know what I mean. She shouldn't have to get in an armored vehicle to go 5 miles down the road!! I try not to worry about her but I do all of the time. I know that she is with dad and that's the only thing that keeps me from going crazy. I don't talk about it much because...I start thinking about it and I can't go there. I have 2 kids and a house to run and I don't need to become a mess. I'm proud of her but I just hope she knows that I have always been proud of her. We have our differences (Daddy- but that's another blog) but she is my mom and nothing can stop me from being a frightened little girl. I get to talk to her as much as I want to and leave it to mom to find shopping! I have received many wonderful gifts from her since she has been there. My top favorite are the 2 flags that were flown over the embassy in Mosul in honor of her service. One for Michael and one for Philip. We are going to have shadow boxes made and frames for the certs and they will always be in the boys room. That's something very dear to me. Being in England I can't wave a flag or post a yellow ribbon outside my home but I fly one in my heart and there is always a yellow ribbon attached to it for my little momma in combat boots.

Sorting Sequins

Well this is a new one for me! I was feeling really good and getting a lot of chores done around the house. Had a nice morning with a friend and her 2 boys with my boys. Came home. The boys were napping....THANK GOD they nap at the same time!! They also go to bed around the same time too!! It's just me that stays up late!! But I came into the office/scrapbooking/craft (smallest room in the house) room and started to fling 28 things! I LOVE FLYLADY!! And did that, while on the phone with the Mother-in-love (multi-tasking....not for the men folk) and decided that the sequins that I had made ornaments with a few years ago that were all sorted (originally) before I moved and messed up by the crappy movers needed to be sorted. Now these are gold, silver and irridecent! (I can't spell, don't care!) Why I thought this was a good idea I will never know. But I set my timer for 15 minutes and away I went, hey it's anti-procratination day! So I got quite a bit done but why I did this I have NO earthy idea....I was talking to Daina as my eyes started to cross because of the color combination and said I'm sorting sequins!! WHY??? Why do the little things we do make us feel better??? I didn't even finish but I felt a sense of accomplishment. Like today, Brent came home and noticed that I had folded laundry and actually said thanks!! I don't need roses any more (chocolate yes!) But that made my day! I guess I'm in the middle of the "spring cleaning" thing and knowing that I'm moving in a few months I finally have come into my own about being a mom of 2 and a housewife. I know how to do both I just haven't found a haromony for them both for me yet. I guess today the two of me found a way to make it work. And I have only a few words left...."That will do Mom, That will do...." tear, smile, little sunshine. END SCENE!

Will the work ever be done???

Well, the boys are in bed asleep and they were in bed by 9:15 thank you very much! There's dishes to be done and laundry to be folded.....it's never done!! I know that I need to do these things it just doesn't get done. Now, we have clean dishes and clean clothes it's just a never ending thankless thing!!! I would much rather play with Philip or read one of the 5 books I checked out last week still sitting in the bag! Getting really anxious about the list. We will know where we are going in May. This is starting to worry me. I'm rooted here, not that I don't want to go back to the states but I've made a family in this house. Both of my boys were brought here and slept here for the first time. This is home to them, well they don't know but Philip knows where is room is and where the kitchen is. I know in a few months most of my friends would have moved on as well after I move and some before but it's the place that I'm going to have a hard time parting with. I'm very torn, Brent hates the job, loves the place. I don't want him to be unhappy in his job, but it took a lot for me to be "ok let's move across the ocean, and then 1 week (yes 7 days) later knowing that I was bring a baby as well. Then we have another one. And this is home, this is were I see my babies. I'm sad that we'll never be in the house at Scott again or the 1st apartment we ever lived in when we first married but here there were little feet involved. And even though it's "British" small I like it, it's my home. Don't know how to feel about it, it's always in a working progress and I hate it and love it at the same time. But this will be our 3 base move when we leave here. I guess the thought of never coming back to where they were born upsets me. We say we will but I don't know if we ever really will. I guess I don't like change. But I know that where ever Brent is that's home to me. Because he's home. It's the unknown. I really stepped out of my shell (yes that's still possible) to come here and now I feel like I'm going to be put back in. Ah, the life of a Military Wife our job is never done!