TSH--The Husband's New Name

So, my uncle Gary was harrassing me (in a nice, uncley sort o' way) about calling the husband "the husband," and suggested, instead, that I call him "The Husband." (Do you see the difference. Yes, it's a subtle one.) So, I was going to do that until I came up with a new nickname for The Husband. Introducting...

Tasty Soldier Husband (a.k.a. TSH).

If any of you watch Scrubs (yes, it's one of my guilty pleasures), you already know all about TCW. And if you don't, well, don't worry about it; not knowing what it means certainly won't affect your eternal salvation. But it did give me the idea for TSH.

I wanted to take a picture of TSH in his dress uniform today, but he took it off before I had a chance because a button had come off and now he'll have to replace it. I hope I can get a pic before he leaves on Friday.

I've been hit!

Okay, I've actually been "tagged" by Megan, but close enough, yes?





7 fun/weird things about me:



1. I am always in the middle of reading 2, 3, 4 or more books at a time. And yes, I can keep track of the stories and/or facts.



2. I often have the urge to correct signage at stores when I see grammar/spelling errors. I haven't done it yet, but one of these days I'll become so incensed with the wrong use of "there, their, or they're" and I'll do it, I swear I will!



3. My musical tastes are quite varied. Barry Manilow, Depeche Mode, Erik Satie, or even "Fish Heads", it's all good to me.



4. On a test of Multiple Intelligences, my Language score and my Musical score are exactly the same. The same goes for my Interpersonal and Intrapersonal scores. My lowest score is Logic/Math (hmm, not very surprising).



5. I had a dream last night that I found the perfect vintage hat to add to my headress for the Ya-Ya Sisterhood night at Thanksgiving Point next week. Too bad I don't believe in prophetic dreams. *sigh* (Not that I don't believe that there are people who have prophetic dreams, because I do. I just don't think that I'm one of them. My psychic powers must lie elsewhere. Perhaps my power is to sense when things go on Clearance at Michaels.)



6. I have a huge cardboard cutout of Orlando Bloom as Legolas in my classroom. Oh, and I have a little wall "shrine" of Twilight doo-dads. Random students will walk by my room and see the Twilight stuff and then ooh and ahh.



7. I'm an English teacher...on purpose. Yeah, that was actually my plan all along. I think that's probably the weirdest thing of all.



And I'm going to be like Bonnie (I guess I'm a bit of a follower) and not tag anyone else. Everyone I know has been tagged anyway, I think.

A Puddle Person

So, you may, or may not, have heard that the Wonderful Husband is coming home on Saturday for about 12 days. And I'm excited, but I'm also nervous. I just wonder what we'll be like now. We've both changed and probably for the better. I'm kind of getting used to being alone and making sure that everything is done the way I want. I'm not so reliant on him for emotional support and I'm definately not as moody as I used to be (which I don't think has much to do with him being gone and more to do with the fact that I haven't been on the Pill for over a year). And he's learned that he can accomplish something huge and he's had to be a whole lot cleaner than he used to be.

So, I wonder, "Will we both be so different that we won't know how to act around each other?" Is the whole thing with him being home going to be awkward? Or, even worse, are we going to fall back into our old patterns of him watching sports and me getting mad about stupid stuff?

And then there is the other thing that I'm concerned about. Again, I've gotten used to him being gone, but, after 12 days, will I be used to him being here? And when he leaves again, will I become a puddle person? You know, will I melt into a puddle of tears and not be able to pull myself out again? Will I have to start finding happiness by myself all over again?

The husband goes back on the 24th. I guess I'll let you know by the 25th...if I can pull myself out of the puddle.

Free "Vote!" Poster

I don't know how I found out about this, but I received an email today saying that this free poster that I wanted was in stock. I thought you might like one too! Even shipping is free. I'm going to put mine in my classroom to remind students who are 18 that they need to vote. Enjoy!

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I am Yellow!

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