I have failed.

I have really been failing at a lot lately. Seems like since I got pregnant and maybe even a bit before that my brain went on a downward spiral. I stopped cooking more then a couple times a week.. and usually that was grilled meat. I stopped cleaning my house, I literally went a month without cleaning my bathroom and vacuuming my floors. I stopped blogging, because I felt like I was boring and couldn't be cleaver.

I just keep repeating to myself what a failure I am. A lot of things have been going on in my personal life, I'm having a very hard time not being near my family back in Utah... and even though I am headed there in 2 weeks, I'm not even sure I want to go and deal with everything going on.

P hasn't been very helpful with my self esteem about being a failure. I am sure he thinks its just a thing I am going through... but really its a little bigger then he thinks. Its no fun being someone who has suffered with depression, OCD and PTSD for many years on and off.. and slowly but surely its all coming back to me. I know my triggers, I've been to therapy most of my life, I've even been in treatment for depression... but still at least once a day I find myself blasting a sad song so I can just bawl my eyes out.

I am not very good at not having plans in life, and one thing the Army does not allow you to have is plans! At least set in stone plans... because the moment you think its all set... they come creeping in and laugh in your face.

I'm really stressed about the baby. Not to the point where anyone should be worried for the baby or myself... but I am stressed. Since this was unplanned, I find myself drowning in everything I need... which I have done this before, babies don't need much the first few months of life. I'm not worried about bumbos, exersausers, baby bouncers or nothing like that. I'm worried about the crib sheet that I have yet to purchase, decorating her room, and how the hell I am going to deal with a toddler and a newborn. I try to remember that it will all fall into place, and my Mom will be here the first few weeks and that will be so helpful... but you won't find me not worrying anytime soon until that baby is here and that room is organized and put together.

My PTSD is back... most of you know the history I've had with it. I suffer from it because of sexual abuse from a close family member. Its not like an uncle or someone simple I can cut out of my life so easily... he will probably always be around even if no one wants anything to do with him. That's because, its one of my brothers. He is in prison right now, for different charges, and is expected to be released soon. My mother is the only one who keeps in contact with him, and call me protective or curious but I feel like every once in a while I need to know where he is. Maybe its because I know what type of person he is and what he is capable of. But its also very helpful and unhelpful to me... last time I delt with this, I was pregnant with Evelyn and he wasn't in prison yet. This time he is getting out and I feel a very strong urge to protect my daughters and myself. Even if I'm, what? 3,000 miles away. He still gets to me.

I hate how bad I've let life slip for me. I realize cleaning and cooking aren't such big issues. But being that I am a housewife, its my job, and it makes my husband a little upset to learn that I didn't do anything all day and the house is a mess and now he feels obligated to help after a long day at work. Most of it is probably because I had morning sickness and was exhausted for a long time... and seems like the closer I get to the 20 week mark... the better I am feeling. I still don't like cooking, but cleaning is much easier! But still cooking a healthy meal VS. ordering a pizza should be high on my list... and for some reason, I just can't. It makes me feel like a failure as a wife and mom to not be able to do these things for my family... but its just how it is right now.

I know this is only going to get harder when the baby arrives too, and because I am a past suffered of depression (and probably currently suffering from it now), I am also a risk to have Post Pardom Depression... and meds and breastmilk aren't good.

Anyways... If you've stuck around long enough to read this... you're pretty awesome. Thanks for reading about my current life situation. I know everything will get better and that I am just all out of wack right now, but man... I am really looking forward to being back to good old Liz again.

Sleep.

When we found out I was pregnant, we decided almost immediately we needed to put Ev in a toddler bed, and I think we seriously jumped the gun a little much on it. I think within a week we had found a bed and put Ev in her toddler bed. I had kinda said I wanted to wait till I was back from my Utah trip, but Ev was so excited about her new bed that I couldn't resist watching her climb into her bed, curl up and read a book till she fell asleep it was so cute... and she still does it which is cute... but I cannot even begin to tell you how much Evelyn is aware of the new freedom in this bed.

If you have ever been pregnant you know that the 1st trimester is exhausting! I don't remember being this tired when I was pregnant with Evelyn, but then I was living with my parents so I didn't have much to clean up, or a toddler running around. This go around I just feel really flippin' tired all the time! I do my best to go to bed early and if I can I sneek in a nap while Ev is down for hers. But I tell you... with this new found freedom Ev is suddenly so aware of... she knows she can get out of bed, and come right into my room at 4am, and thinks its time to wake up, then I am begging her to go to bed, while she screams and cries, and sometimes I cannot get her back to sleep.

When she first started doing this she was up at 6:30 on the dot. Now it's 5:30 and earlier. I guess I am getting payback for feeling like I was so lucky she would sleep till 7 or 8 this whole time. Usually I have just been grabbing her and putting her in my bed, because P has already left for work, and I'll turn on Blue's Clues or Yo Gabba Gabba so I can sleep a little longer. Which honestly makes me feel like a bad lazy parent... which is not what I want. I just want Ev to sleep!

I don't really even know what to do with this sleep situation. I'm just trying to make it through.. and I am sure once I am over being so tired and gain some energy back that I will be more willing to get up earlier... probably not, but I can definitely say... I miss her being in a crib, where she literally could wake up early and once I told her to go back to bed, she'd maybe cry for 5 minutes and go back to sleep. Also the paci... but I am glad its gone! I'm not going back to that!

Thanks for listening to my whining. I can't wait for naptime! Zzzz...

I'm heading to Utah.

Not right now though. I booked a flight back home to Utah for a few weeks. I'm super excited and I'm super not!

Don't get me wrong, I love going home and seeing my siblings, niece and nephews. But a full day of traveling with a almost 2 year old who can't move all day long...ya right! Count me out! But this time I'm not coming home just for pleasure. I'm coming home for my Grandma's 80th Birthday!! Pretty much every single one of my cousins is coming in for it, so even though I live the farthest away and I'm dreading the flight there and back...I'm going! Heck I'm not missing out on seeing some family!

I've flown with Evelyn a few times now, and I know how bad it can be, I also know it can be enjoyable....but then again she was one last time I flew with her. So I have so much anxiety about it.

My tips for flying with a toddler for my friends is usually. Have a birth certificate (just incase they check), bring something to pop their ears (binkies, bottles, sippys), new toys to keep them busy, snacks (who cares if they are healthy or not, your keeping them busy and distracted.), and whatever else you need. But I'd recommend not bringing yourself something, if you have a toddler like mine, you wont get to listen to your music or read your book, even if they are sleeping you can't risk moving and waking them up.

This time, I'm still taking my own advice, but this time not bringing one thing for me, besides my cellphone. Also over loading is not happening. I bought a new light weight stroller so I don't have to bring my huge giagantic stroller. New toys, your freaking bet!! Also my Mom is sending me her Kindle, because I'm not chansing breaking my ipad, and my otterbox for it makes it just huge.

I'm only going for 2 weeks, and its a month away but holy crap, I feel like I need to be getting ready now! New outfit for Evelyn for family photos, new shirt for me, new stroller, new toys, snacks and so on and so forth...there is a lot to do!

...I kinda miss just getting on a plane and listening to music and not worrying about Evelyn. Those days were kinda nice.

I'm a nice person..

If you've ever met me/text me/called me whatever, you'd know I am a very nice person. I dont like to complain, I am always willing to help when your in need, I really enjoy just being a friend. Of course this usually ends up with some heart ache along the way and people walking all over me. $20 in gas here and then $300 later I'm shit out of luck type of stuff. (Yes this happened in high school)

I won an Origami Owl necklace from a blogger girl, who's now at BCT, and I was so excited! I've been dying for one of these necklaces! Now I only won the locket but still that's $20 off the purchase price, so P and I decided I would order it for my Valentines Day present. I was so excited jumped right on board and ordered and paid for it.

The lady I was working with seeme super nice, and very helpful letting me take my time to decide what I was for sure. Then after I paid for it and recived the locket, it was missing 2 of my charms and had one I didnt order inside it. "Ok no big deal, I'll contact her and send the charm back." I thought. She apologized and said she'd send me out the charms the following Monday (2 days away), and I said I would send the charm I didnt order back. P told me I shouldn't send the charm back until I recived the one I ordered, but me being the nice person I am thought no one would be that rude to never send me my charms.

Here I am 3 weeks later....I still dont have my charms. I have contacted this person plenty of times and have been told "I sent them out" to "sorry my dads taken a turn for the worse"...ok that one got me, I felt bad and said I didnt want to put any pressure on her, but I also didnt want to get ripped off and not recieve what I ordered. But at the same time, this woman was updating her FB page constantly and putting up photos of other necklaces she had made for other customers.

Last week I sent her an email telling her very nicley that I still had not recieved my charms and that I was not a happy customer and I didnt understand why I was being lied to when all I wanted was what I personally paid for. No responce.

So yesterday I wrote this on my personal FB page.

"Last month I won an origami owl necklace from a blog friend. After receiving my necklace I got one charm I didn't order and was missing 2 charms, I contacted my consultant and let her know and sent her charm back to her. Now I paid for these charms and this lady has not done anything but lied and said she sent my charms and every time I ask her what's going on she give me an excuse. Everyone who knows me knows I'm super nice but I'm seriously at my breaking point. Even though I won the locket I still paid over $50 for chains and charms. I've contacted Origami Owl and still nothing. I don't know what else I can do, but I'm so disappointed, I really wanted this necklace and it sucks to pay for it and not get what you paid for. If your personally selling anything don't let your customers down."

and I got about 5 responces telling me I had every right to be ticked and that I needed to do something more. So Origami Owl via twitter told me to call them and I said I would be doing that today. I also wrote the consultant again this morning and told her I was super upset that I was being lied to and was reporting her to Origami Owl. I'm going to print out the emails and FB messages and hopefully Origami Owl will do something!! I just want what I paid for.

I've worked in customer service and know it sucks when people and mean and impatient, but it sucks so much to have someone rip you off. P and I budgetted so I could have this necklace that I have been dying for, and then someone does something like this to me. Its not a good feeling, and I'll never recommend this person to anyone.

2013 the year of the Unknown

Usually I go into a New Year with lots of expectations. Especially since I got married I could predict how the year would go and usually thats how it went. 1st year we got married we got married the day before NYE so no surprise I would be moving and get a job in a different state. 2nd year, P was deployed, I moved home and I was pregnant, so I knew I'd be having a baby and moving back to Kansas when he got home. 3rd year we knew we were moving to NC and I had huge plans to go to DisneyWorld and DC, Fort Bragg was going to be amazing (yeah right). This is the 4th year and all I see is a giant black hole.

We have no idea whats going to happen this year, and its always given me bad anxiety. I'd love to say that 2013 will bring us to a new move, hopefully to Fort Carson, that it will bring me weightloss so I can get pregnant towards the end of the year, and it will bring us more money to the bank account. But lets face it...P doesn't know what he wants to do, which means I have no way to plan for what he wants to do. I am trying to lose weight for my health and have failed consistantly. We can only save money when we really really try to cut back, which we've done better at, but could still do better.

I'm currently standing in front of a big black hole. What will this year bring us? Hopefully at least my weightloss and us being better with spending and saving. But thats about all I see...and I barelly see it.

I guess thats another thing that comes with being an adult...you cant always plan everything.

When you feel done..

I've wrote before about P's and mines feelings about re-enlisting. His window opens in May, and for the most part we have been ready to re-enlist, move away from Ft. Bragg (he hates it here), and start a new adventure. But yesterday our minds started to change.

Obviously we have a while before we have the option to make anything offical, but it still crosses my mind on a daily basis.

Yesterday I had an appointment with a dental surgeon to get my wisdom teeth looked at..and no surprise with lack of sleep and lots of other things on my mind, I totally forgot and missed my appointment. They called me and rescheduled for another day and I picked a day that P said he usually is good with coming home for a bit. As soon as I told him he reminded me this week will be busy and he has a jump this week, so it wont. I'll admit that I still get super annoyed and act a little teenagerish when I get upset. So I went into Evelyns room (where she was), and procedded to tweet some frustrations and I'll admit I cried a bit.

P had no idea I was crying or upset, but thats because I dont like him to see me cry. So he came in to talk to me, saw me upset and we procedded to talk. I admitted how frustrating it can be to not have family around and friends that stay home to baby-sit. I know I can register Evelyn for hourly care, but everytime I bring it up with P he says "ya lets do it", and thats all that happens.

After a while I finally just said..."Lets get out"...and he said "Ya? Seriously?" and I said "Serious as a heartattack."

I am not sure how we really are going to make the decision to get out. Getting out scares me, but my parents have offered us the basement in their house until we can buy a house and get jobs, which is fantastic. So I'm not worried, my old job in Utah has been offered back to me anytime we come back to Utah, and with P being a Veteran, it shouldnt be too bad to find a job for him. Especially since he is concidering becoming a Cop.

We have our options, but P is 100% sure on one thing, we are moving away from Ft. Bragg ASAP.

Who knows what the decision will be, but latley I feel done. I love this life and living in so many cool places, but honestly, living near family always seems more appealing.

The day I slammed my head on the monkey bars.

I have been really bad about taking Evelyn to the park. Mainly because #1 I dont really like to interact with people, I am shy and hate introducing myself, so if there is people around giving you that awkward smile of "oh its ok your here", I give the smile of "your going to kidnap my child"....yepp. Thats probably why I know not one of my neighbors because I can't ever make the 1st commitment into a conversation.

So one day I braved up the courage and decided what the heck, after I finished the chores I put Evelyn into her stroller and went to a park near the house.

Mistake #1...apperently this park is more Big Kid friendly, I didnt realize that from just a glance when driving by that its really for 7 and up ages. So even though I tried to do a few things with Evelyn, the fact that the only way to get to a slide was through a tube she was scared of was fail.

Mistake #2...one of my neighbor's daughters came over and was talking about dead bodies. I left almost immeditly after they got there.

Mistake #3...I forgot that you need to look up when you climb the freaking things. I put Evelyn up on one of the landings and went to pull myself up and BAM!! Slammed my damn head so hard on the monkey bars, my head got fuzzy, I felt like I broke my head. Still to this day its a little sore.

I remember why I hate the park.

But I will be going to the park again.

Rambling

1. I wish the Hubs knew what he wanted to do with the Army. I hate uncertainty. I almost wish he would get out. I know we got a few years before his contract ends, but this whole I am staying in, and screw this I am getting out is annoying. But getting out scares me because what if he can't find a job? Its not like he is preparing himself for one outside the Army. Although I wish he would!

2. I want another baby, sometimes. Hubs doesn't want more kids. I want to wait till this time next year to start trying...maybe. But I'd rather give birth back home again since I loved my doctor and my hospital. Probably never going to happen. But I wish.

3. Hubs just woke up the baby....great. I was enjoying not chasing her around.

4. I feel like I fail my daughter a lot. I am trying to be a better example before she starts really looking up to me. Loose weight, stop cussing so much, maybe even education. But I feel like I am failing her in different ways.

5. I gave Evelyn her Binkie back...I am over the whole "she wont have it past one" thing. She has been waking me up twice a night for no reason I can tell. The molar isn't coming out and she's hungry and screaming and screaming. I'm over it!! I'll take the binkie away later. Until then I am over it, I need sleep now that she is running around all day, pulling my hair, pulling things she knows she shouldn't have. I swear, she's only good when Dad is around.

6. I suck at budgeting. I am trying to make sure we have cash on us for spending money, but things come up and we fail at a budget again. But we still try and that's good.

7. As much as I love Evelyn I sometimes wish I could keep her in her room all day and have time for myself. I feel like I am always the one changing diapers, making bottles, dressing her and everything else in between. I cant wait to go home to Utah on the 2nd because I really need a vacation, and even though Evelyn will be with me it will be nice to have other people besides me all day who want to play with her.

8. I'd love to read more often then I do. My brain just cant let me read lately. I miss books.

9. I enjoyed writing this blog...it was freeing in a way. Have a Good Weekend!

Hitting the Fan

So this is the last week before moving, and we have barelly anything to do since we are doing a Army Move. I have noticed more and more how OCD I am with it though, I hate that in 4 days we are out of the house and only our nessesitys are packed. Its driving me bonkers! Yes, I said bonkers.

Thankfully though we havent had to do anything since Evelyn has gotten super sick! I mean like flu sick. She has been throwing up since last night, and thankfully we now have food in her belly that she's keeping down for now. Just 3oz of formula for right now until we're positive she can keep her food down. She hates her pedialyte and doesnt like water too much. So we've just been trying our hardest to keep her hydrated.

The husband is also very conviced we should do everything later on. The movers arrive tomorrow to pack our things and he wants to lay on the couch because he thinks he was up with a baby throwing up on him, so he didnt get any sleep. Evelyn slept with us so she did take alot of the bed but we needed to watch her. But no it was me getting thrown up on, taking multipul showers to wash it out of my hair (I miss ponytails!) and me feeding her and checking on her. I swear this man is about to drive me mad with this move and his need to have a nap everyday...end rant.

I am also frustrated with Picerne. I love them! I am so glad their inspection is not a white glove inspection of the house, but I am a little pissed. They informed us that we cannot have ANY trash in the trash can when we leave. Trash gets picked up on Monday and we leave Friday! No one is moving in on Monday for sure! So I dont understand why they wont let us throw trash out. Its so stupid! We now have to drive to a dumpster to dump our trash. I love moving!! its so much flippin fun!!

A Downer.

So since we now are in the offical moving to NC in less then a month stage, I have really REALLY started to miss home. I think we all know as MilSpouses that one of the things that sucks is living away from family...ok usually!

I do love having my own life, and not having the option to run home when things get rough. It makes mine and Hubs relationship alot stronger to be away from everyone.

I do however hate not being in my nephews lives. I miss those boys soo much! I hate that I can't be "cool aunt liz" all the time. I have been trying to find ways to make myself and the Hubs and Evelyn more apart of their lives. Ashton is almost 2 and isnt very interested in seeing me on Skype, he just loves to point to Evelyn and say "baby!" (too cute!). Mackey lives with his Mom so I almost never get to skype with him, but he is 9 and he's at that super fun age, plus Mac acts like he is 12! So he is a blast!

I guess one thing that super sucks is they will no longer be that long, boring, flat 16 hour drive away anymore. They will now be more the 33 hours away from me. Evelyn wont have her cousins in her life very much, and her uncles wont be either...and thats a hard thing to accept since I grew up with my cousins and my Aunts and Uncles. I loved it!

I'm super excited about us moving to NC, and I cannot wait for this adventure...but it does have its downs. We were hoping to get stationed closer to Utah so we could see family more often.

My optimistic side in me says it will be great and I will see my family for longer periods of time when I go home, plus who knows where the next duty station will be! It could always be worse, we could be moving to Germany or Italy, but we're staying on the Mainland and thats still closer the most familys in the Military have it. So I should be grateful about this. Hopefully when I got home for my month and a half in August I can enjoy a ton of family time and Evelyn and eat it all up!! More reason to save our money so we can go home more often!

BTW heres my cute awesome nephews!

30 Days.

30 days is a long time! As much as I have enjoyed the time with my husband being on Leave for 30 days...I am ready for him to be doing something other then play video games and not helping out.
The first week we we're on vacation and he was helpful when we were packing around Evelyn. The 2nd week he was helpful. The 3rd week he slacked and now that we are on the last few days its NOTHING!
At night time we have little fights because I am sick of him sitting on the couch and not changing or feeding Evelyn. I know he needed a break, but COME ON! Nothing? No cooking? No little pick up? No putting things away?

He complains that I get after him about never cleaning bottles. He says just washing them out is just fine, which yes if need be a washed out bottle is fine if the others are dirty, but concidering we have 7 bottles, we dont have them all dirty at once very often. But using the same bottle constantly without washing. I dont know maybe I am a little anal, but we have clean bottles!

I am exhausted at the end of the day from constantly going and cleaning up ALL DAY long. I am just ready to get on a normal day...whatever those are.

...just so everyone knows, I am super happy to have him home.

Going To Cali...

Hubby and I decided to go to California for a few days on leave. We will be moving to Fort Bragg, North Carolina in March and we are both from West Coast states. He is from California and I am from Utah, so we decided we'd go to California since we spent his R&R in Utah...having a baby.
I was super excited because we werent going to Northern California, where he is from, and we were going to Disneyland and Seaworld! I have been dying to go! But seeing the heartbreak in his eyes and knowing we were about to piss off a ton of people, we switched the flight to go to Oakland and see his family.
If you know my relationship with my MIL, you'd know I am not at all excited about this. Shes ignored me, shes strange, she has absolutly no interest in my life with Paul, she doesnt put ANY effort into having a relationship with Paul or I unless we put forth the effort, and because its his mom we do. I am not the biggest fan of her. But I love my husband and I am doing this for him, not her.
I am beyond excited to see a few of his friends, they are pretty cool. I think most of them are insane and should probably be locked up but hey it happens.
I am also so so excited to spend a day away from EVERYONE and go to San Fransisco and go to Alkatraz, since last time we were in California we misssed the very last ferry. Plus we will be seeing my cuzzo!
Pauls family relationships are soo different from mine. Most of my family (both sides) are very close and we almost always know whats going on it everyones lives. His side doesnt try and doesnt care. His cousin went so far to give me parenting advice....ok not advice more like demands.
When we pierced Evelyns ears we put sterling silver in them. His cousin flipped out and told us we should have put gold in her ears incase of a reaction....well I flipped back out at her. If she had an allergic reaction...DUH! I would take them out, and DUH people are allergic to gold as well! She deleted me off her FB page, cause I cared so much, and now that we're going to California...shes been adding me constantly...DENIED! (btw did you know if you ignore a friend request they can still see all your posts?)
This side of his family didnt even try to come see Paul and I when we were in California almost 2 years ago. I dont care. They wont try this time, and Paul and I had a talk about it, and I dont care if I meet them and he doesnt care if he see's them. So we wont be going to San Jose to see them. PERIOD.

Yeah I know. California doesnt seem like a ton of fun. I cant leave Evelyn with his Mom, because she doesnt understand the...dont smoke around a baby, wash your hands after you smoke, and you smell like smoke and now my child reaks of smoke...plus you smoke pot, rule. So this is more of a Pauls vacation. I am so glad we wont be there for Christmas though! We will be back in Kansas before then to have our own family vacation.
This leave is 1 month for us! We are excited to spend alot of quality time together. We really do need some quality family time, with no extended family! Plus I am super excited about San Fran! If you've never been there I highly recommend you go! Its a beautiful city!

So I guess thats what makes me Optimistic...is even though I am not excited about alot of things...I am beyond excited that...

• it wont last forever, we will only be there one week and one day out of that week it will be just us 3.
• having Christmas in our own home for the first time since we got married.
• Seeing my cousin.
• next time we take a trip it will be to UTAH!

Gotta love being an optimist!

Meh.

I might have lost my mind. Ever since the husband got home I have been sick and busy and sick and busy! Right now I am so sick I cannot even taste anything!

I agreed to go to my husbands hometown and visit his home, which I was hugly against since she smokes in the house and that makes me a bit paranoid with a baby around. Plus most of his friends are effing crazy!!

I was pretty excited to go to Chicago this weekend to do this thing called the Mike Hike its after one of the boys who died in an attack on my husbands unit back in June. I was pretty excited till apperently every girl decided not to go. I guess its not such a big deal since it will probably be too cold for Evelyn. But I was looking forward to seeing Mikes wife, Sharon. Its whatever I guess just a huge bummer. So my husband is going with the guys, which is whatever...its not like I didnt just do a year without him but I am not happy about being alone again.

We found out my beautiful dress from Davids Bridal for the Ball in December wont arrive till probably the 28th of November and the Ball is the 1st of December. So I am way stressed about that.

I am loving having my husband home, but for real...life isnt giving me the break I was hoping for.

We started giving Evelyn formula. Ya ya...think I am awful all you want. I am not enjoying breastfeeding anymore. My daughter loves to tug on me and play and its just not working for us anymore. Plus I am pretty sure I am not producing enough milk. Hopefully this will help her.

I just hope things look up soon. I need a break...if I dont get one soon, at least we rented a room for the Ball!...if I have a dress!

People. Suck.

I've never really been a people person. Sure in person I'm super nice, even when you irritate me...but I think Facebook has drawn out the evilness in me....especially making more and more people even suckier!
I deleted about 70 people off of my facebook after my husbands unit was attacked back in June. I felt like if these people couldn't even utter the words on a stupid computer, and a stupid social networking site just to say..."I'm Sorry" then they dont deserve to see my daughter or get info on my life, because the obviously are not friends.
A few of them emailed me after I deleted them and they said they had no idea that had happened and asked to be "friends" again. I forgave and went on. Since I have given birth I have had about 10 people add me that I had deleted...so I figured well I guess I can forgive and forget....
But still not a word from them. Even on my daughter! Nothing. Freaking stalkers or spies.
I dont know. I've never been a fan of alot of these people in the first place...some I just went to High School with...but thats just a little ridiculious.
So here I go again...off to delete more people but I hope they all enjoy my current status which says...

"I dont understand people...I delete you because you couldn't and wouldnt say anything supportive after my husbands unit was attacked..then you add me to see my daughter and STILL have nothing to say...I'm going through and deleting people again..if you wanna be apart of my life away from Utah learn to TALK"

Don't you agree? Don't people just sorta suck?