So, it's been a while....

But things finally seem to have settled down, so hopefully I can get back to updating regularly.

So, I had a mommy moment earlier. I cleaned out my freezer (and fridge, and pantry... methinks I might be nesting a bit - in preparation for the hubby to come home, not because I am preggers again. Because I am not. Don't even think that way.) and laid out some tomato sauce to use for spaghetti for dinner. Or what I thought was tomato sauce. When I went to start dinner at 4:30, I discovered that one of the 3 bowls I pulled out of the freezer was not tomato sauce, but chili. (I have a habit of freezing my leftover tomato sauce to use next time, then inevitably forget to use it, which is why I had multiple containers in the first place.) Well, it is 4:30, the little people are starting to riot out of hunger, and I have nothing else thawed or quickly available. So guess what I did? I put the chili, tomato sauces, and some random spaghetti-type seasonings in a pot and served it with angel hair (and told the kids it was spaghetti). The kids loved it. I had some too. It was actually really good. I don't know that I will be adding beans and chili seasoning and fajita seasoning (that is the secret to good chili) to my spaghetti sauce always, but it was actually damn tasty. And you know what I did with the leftover sauce? Right back into the freezer. Hopefully I will remember it is there lol.

So it was my anniversary 2 days ago. 6 yrs. Tonight, when I had both girls bent over in front of me awaiting their "butt-cream" (You have to be a mother to understand why I had them bent over lol), I realized that if someone had told me that I would be were I am 6 yrs ago on my wedding day, I would have run screaming. I love my life (except the whole single parent-trying to keep a marriage together from 8000 mi-being alone all the time part), but 6 yrs ago, I would NEVER have thought that is would be were I would end up. I didn't want kids when we got married (had 3 in 4 yrs), didn't want to be a military wife (4 yrs of that now, with 25 months apart during that time when all is said and done), didn't want to be an overwieght housewife (yes, I realize it is baby-weight. Doesn't make me feel better when I look in the mirror and know this is what my hubby is coming home to in a few months), etc. But, I am very happy with my life. My kids are awesome, I can't wait for the hubby to get home, and I am really looking forward to our plans for what we want to do after we leave this God-forsaken town. It is just strange looking back at the person I was 6 yrs ago. It is like looking at a stranger.