Nurse-Maid Mama

Maybe​ this makes​ me selfi​sh.​.​.​ but why can'​t peopl​e keep their​ sick kids at home inste​ad of sendi​ng their​ littl​e disea​se reser​voirs​ to schoo​l?​ When I dropp​ed off my Birth​day (4) girl caite​,​ I stopp​ed in to see Molly​'​s Teach​er.​ Yeste​rday they sent home three​ kids with a fever​ over 102. and only 3 went today​.​ (No, not Molly​.​ She'​s been out all week.​)​ There​ are norma​lly 12 kids in that class​.​ One of the ankle​ biter​s was obvio​usly ill. He had that thick​ green​ bubbl​e blowi​ng mucus​ rolli​ng out both of his nostr​ils.​ I don'​t blame​ the schoo​l or the teach​er,​ I blame​ the paren​ts who know their​ kids are sick and send them to class​ with a dose of Motri​n.​ BTW did I menti​on all three​ of those​ kids showe​d signs​ of fever​ aroun​d 1230-​1300.​

Being a Corpsman

Navy Corpsman come in all shapes, shades, weights, sizes and states of sobriety, misery, and confusion. He is sly as a fox, has the nerve of a dope addict, the stories of an old sailor, the sincerity of a politician and the subtly of Mt. Saint Helens. He is extremely irresistible, totally irrational and completely indestructible.

A Corpsman is a Corpsman all his life. He is a magical creature.

You can kick him out of your house, but not out of your heart. You can take him off your mailing list, but not off your mind. They are found everywhere. In love, in battle, in lust, in trouble, in debt, in bars... and behind them. No one can write so seldom and yet think so much of you. No one else can get so much enjoyment out of a letter or clean clothes or a six pack.

A Corpsman is a genius with a deck of cards. A millionaire without a cent and brave without a grain of sense. He is the PROTECTOR OF AMERICA, with the latest copy of Penthouse (it's naughtier than Playboy, just as he is naughtier than most others!) in his back pocket. When he wants something it's usually 30 days leave, music that hurts the ears, a five dollar bill or a woman he can count on.

Girls love them, mothers tolerate them, fathers brag about them, the government pays them, the police watch out for them and somehow they all work together. You can beat their bodies but not their minds.

You can tame their hearts but not their souls.

He likes girls, females, women, ladies and the opposite sex.

He dislikes small checks, working weekends, answering letters, missing chow, waking up, maintaining a uniform and the day before payday.

You may as well give in. He is your long distance lover.

He is your steel eyed, warm smiling, blank minded, hyperactive, over reacting, curious, passive, talented, spontaneous, physically fit, good for nothing bundle of worry...

and will always be there for you regardless of how long it's been since you've last talked.



"Mama zip me up!"

Caite has entered the clothing experimental phase.  She has come to believe that a dress that is too small may be worn as long as the bloomers still fit.  It doesn't matter that the dress is a size 18 months and she wears a 4t.  Of course none of this is my fault.  I have never encouraged her to wear things that are too cute or cutting edge. NOT!!!  Here's to my fashionista in training.  I can't wait until she starts making Barbie clothes.



My description of this blog is Mother, Lover, Friend and Sailor.  I wear these hats everyday.  Some days I wear two to three all at once.  This blog is about how these roles intersect.  There will be days that I will go all "Domestic Diva" and expound on my recipe of the day.  Another entry may be written by my "Posh Barbie" persona and it will relate to the newest deal at Sephora. The "Sarah Six-Pack" might be shown by my blogging about my buddies.  Finally I am currently serving in the Navy, and am fortunate to be at the center of Navy Diving.  If you have questions I have answers.  Each title will identify the topic of venting.