Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Once, Twice, Three Times a Lady
I have told Johnny that I will not let him back into our home unless he has something pretty or shiny with him to give me. And I am dead serious. I'm not a materialistic person, but his ability to skirt family responsibilities with major storms has gone from amazing to epic. I have decided to collect now.
This is the third hurricane that I have prepped for and gone through solo in Norfolk. The first was Isabelle in 2003 and he happened to be at SERE School in Maine. Last year there was Irene and he was deployed on the USS Bush. This year, of course, he is in Key West for flight ops. I joked with my mom that that at least he was either starving or haze gray with the first two. But this time he is in Key West - flying F-18s and Hawkeyes by day and drinking with his friends at night. He actually called to complain today that after his flight the restaurant he wanted to eat at was closed and that he was annoyed because the rest of them were sit down restaurants and he just wanted a quick bite. When I asked why it mattered he informed me that, ahem, he didn't want to delay his workout. Riiiiiiiiiiiiight. Do you know what I would do for a solo sit-down meal right now? Don't ask.
I, on the other hand, am weary from a long windy night sleeping with my 3 year old on a fold out couch in my mom's basement. After four days basically being indoors in a non-baby-proofed house with two bored toddlers while we waited for the weather to blow by (and I stressed about the flooding going on around our Norfolk home) I am exhausted.
This is the third hurricane that I have prepped for and gone through solo in Norfolk. The first was Isabelle in 2003 and he happened to be at SERE School in Maine. Last year there was Irene and he was deployed on the USS Bush. This year, of course, he is in Key West for flight ops. I joked with my mom that that at least he was either starving or haze gray with the first two. But this time he is in Key West - flying F-18s and Hawkeyes by day and drinking with his friends at night. He actually called to complain today that after his flight the restaurant he wanted to eat at was closed and that he was annoyed because the rest of them were sit down restaurants and he just wanted a quick bite. When I asked why it mattered he informed me that, ahem, he didn't want to delay his workout. Riiiiiiiiiiiiight. Do you know what I would do for a solo sit-down meal right now? Don't ask.
I, on the other hand, am weary from a long windy night sleeping with my 3 year old on a fold out couch in my mom's basement. After four days basically being indoors in a non-baby-proofed house with two bored toddlers while we waited for the weather to blow by (and I stressed about the flooding going on around our Norfolk home) I am exhausted.
A grainy picture of the flooding about, oh, 75 yards from my house
Don't get me wrong, I am thankful that today when I pulled into my driveway that my husband's car was free of damage and that our house has power and no problems from the wind. I am thankful my mom was willing to take such a crazy gaggle of family in for the long weekend to protect us from the flooding. I am thankful for her wine cabinet. I am thankful that Halloween will be nice and fun for my kids.
But still, Johnny owes me. Big time.
Once - small gift, twice - medium gift, three times - you're in trouble. Shiny. And pretty. Did I mention shiny?
(All sarcasm aside, my thoughts and prayers are with the residents of New Jersey and New York and to the first responders and military members that are sacrificing their safety and time to help put the pieces back together. May everyone stay safe and warm and dry over the days and weeks to come.)
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Hi, I'm Jill!
Extrovert. Mom of two. Wife of a cute Naval Aviator. Lover of wine. When I'm not chasing my two kids around town you will find me writing, taking too many photos, and researching the ten future areas the Navy could potentially (but probably won't) PCS us. We are fish out of water, landlocked at 7,000 feet. For now.
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5 comments:
It seems like that is how it goes! They always find a way to get out of the scary, big stuff. You definitely deserve something shiny!
In all seriousness, I am glad your house and family are okay.
It always works out that way, doesn't it? Sam was deployed for the one "hurricane" we had while we lived in NC, and was scheduled to bug out with the planes early for all tropical storms in Florida. Save yourself, Sam! Don't worry about your wife and child! We got this!
I think you deserve something shiny. :) I still talk about the two blizzards I experienced during Clay's first deployment. I was without power for 10 days and when I opened my front door, there was a 6 foot high snow drift blocking the exit. Haha. At least we didn't have children yet so it was just me and animals I had to worry about.
I am glad you're safe and sound!
p.s. It was so nice to finally see you and your adorable children. :)
This is the first hurricane that my husband was home for and he still owes me because I cooked and clean and hosted people in our house the entire time while he watched TV and drank beer. Ugh.
Something shiny is totally the reward you deserve!! Glad your home and car are fine! It wasn't nearly as bad as I anticipated (and I stayed).
So glad your family is alright. Rental, okay, too? Oooh.. all of those years of mine either being deployed or on the hurri-vac, I thoroughly look forward to retirement and living the rest of our lives with my NOT having to do that alone. And then, there was 2003 when I came out of the hospital with son.. and we had to board up our newly renovated home and high tail it West to evacuate. Nursing. every. half. an. hour. and bumper to bumper traffic until we made the TN line. Fun times! It was really interesting seeing Northeast crews Hurri-Vac to HERE from there.. when it's usually the opposite! Here's to something shiny, at minimum a nice afternoon out for coffee, lunch, and one on one time with yourself or a good friend.
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