Nerding out on reddit, sleeping in, my mother in law attacking me from 800 miles away and answering your questions!

 Every have a day where you just want to lay in bed--even though you probably don't deserve it? As I confessed in my last two blogs I have been something of a pill this past week. Ok, that's putting it lightly, I have been a raging bitch. Yet my husband still sees it fit to let me sleep in and not get out of bed until the ripe hour of 10:45. I'm blessed so much to have such a patient and forgiving man. 

I started posting again on reddit but for now just sticking to my long running obsession with the Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders. I'm a girl who was born in Texas, what can I say. I've been obsessed with Making the Team ever since it came on and am currently re watching the entire series since it comes with our Paramount Plus subscription. My sisters and I have been weirdly obsessed with a current cheerleader ever since my brother's girlfriend pointed out that she looks almost exactly like us. My oldest sister is actually so obsessed, she's looked into our family records and there is a very good chance that this girl is a cousin removed because we both have family from a very small area in Kentucky.  Ok, sorry that was a very long winded way of saying that if you would like to touch base with me on reddit again, my username is u/DecentData5441 . I'm going to go sparingly so I don't get banned right away but so far so good. 

Like I said, I got to sleep in the morning and I got to nerd out on reddit over the DCC. I was so happy to see Bubs comment this morning because while I could tell he was happy I apologized last night, our conversation was still a little weird. I followed his lead and didn't discuss it beyond the apology (even though it almost killed me to stay quiet) and we went to bed. Bubs version of cuddling while sleeping has always been to put his hand on my butt so at least he did that. We got to have one of our banter sessions in the comments section which is always so fun to me because I think it's when we are at our "realist." However, the kids were about to kill each other (strange behavior from two kids who have birthdays coming up and a mom who is pissed off most of the time) and I knew it wasn't fair for me to be lounging around while Bubs was dealing with the chaos. 

He got to me the best way he knows how--my son and his RIDICULOUS new rapid fire nerf gun that my mother in law gave him at Christmas. I actually didn't even know it existed until a huge package showed up at our door here in Arizona, it was a present she had given him at Christmas but had promised to ship later. I don't know if there's an hour that's gone by where he hasn't been blasting nerf darts in every conceivable place in our new front yard, back yard and house. He learned that its not wise to shoot his sister because she was out for blood when he attacked her in her room and I learned how strong she has become because it took everything I had to pull her off of him. Apparently he has no such fear of me because when I didn't emerge from my bedroom, Bubs sent him. I heard manical 7 year old laughing as the door swung open and I looked up from my peace to see a barrage of orange and blue Styrofoam darts headed at my face. Needless to say I'm up now and the boys in the house thought mom screaming and swearing from a Nerf dart attack was about the funniest thing they've ever heard. Please, dear god, let this next baby be a sweet girl. I can't do 3 of these animals in my house. And with that my mother in law has a skill to annoy me even if she's not here--congrats Mom, you did it again. 

So one of my favorite things has always been answering you all's questions. They give me a frame of reference to talk about things and get insight in ways I would have otherwise not thought of. Even questions like what I thought about a TV show allowed me to talk about an amazing time where my family would sit down and watch a show together. Those are memories I always want to have and now I have them immortalized in a blog post. On one of my recent blogs one of my commenters from the reddit days (I never know if I should say names here--those of you who have been around will know who it is) asked me a few questions that I'm happy to answer. 

First one was do Bubs and I have more time for each other now. So prior to moving, yes absolutely. Those few months where I was working part time and home in the afternoons to get all of the house stuff off our plate was one of the happiest times in our recent marriage. I fall right in the middle when it comes to traditional roles for women but the one thing that I can absolutely say is that having one of us be able to focus on keeping "the home" together meant that we had so much more time for each other. When I was full time, it felt like we were always assigning each other chores and we'd spend our nights and weekends in passing to check things off the list only to wake up on Monday and do it all again. With me home, I got so much of the "to-do" list done that we had more time for each other and the kids. Since moving, things have been very busy for Bubs and to be honest, I've been a little bored and missing him. He's starting two new jobs (regular and reserves) so he's having to dedicate quite a bit of time to both. But his new boss has already told him he's spending way too much time at his corporate job and he doesn't want him to get burnt out--he also wants him to work from home for at least one day a week so that will be nice. My concern is that Bubs will spend whatever time he's not at his office job at his squadron getting stuff done there. Either way, I'm confident that we are in a very new phase and things will normalize as we move on. 

So next question was how much does my family know about what happened in Mexico. My sisters know every little detail because they've always known everything about my life. My mom knows most of what happened but we've chosen to spare her some of the stuff that may hurt her has a mom. My dad probably knows nothing which is a good thing because while he's not the most loving man in the world, he's got a strong sense of hangman's justice and I don't what he would do if he knew how to find the guy. The hard part becomes with the two women I travelled with an what they have told people. As stated in the question, certainly people are talking and the only way they would be is if those two women had talked. Now they don't know the details but they do know how frazzled I was the rest of the trip. Based on the one story that has gotten back to me from my friend I saw at Christmas is they seem to be telling people that I probably cheated on the trip. The thing about that is, I'm used to small town gossip and the people who I care about would either know to ignore it or ask me directly, which so far only one has. My suspicion is that the rumors probably went around for a month or so and then the next bit of drama came up and my story was forgotten. It will still come up from time to time by the people who need something to talk about but there is nothing I can do about that. For me though, I am starting with a new therapist who specializes in SA recovery and this is probably something that would be really good to talk about with her. 

So the last question was what more I could say about my husband and some of his military stuff. I actually wish he would let me talk about it more. I still don't understand how there are people who have his exact job and have burgeoning social media careers talking about exactly what they do for the Air Force on a daily basis and he won't let me talk about his job. I'm so proud of him and would love to brag on him but he wants that part of his life to be very private. That he's not very good at explaining why is kind of frustrating to me but I have to respect his wishes. So I guess I can say that he's an officer, he's a pilot, he started out thinking he would go into the active duty Air Force but his high school knee injury kept being brought up so while he was waiting for a waiver he contacted a reserve unit and they said they had pilot slot and if he did well in and interview they would hire him as a traditional reservist. It massively changed both our lives for the better because his unit was flexible with where he lived. We got to move back to Texas, I got some career stability, he got make use of his engineering degree and get his company to pay for his masters. He's also made so much more money than he would have as an active duty officer. As far as his deployments go, he's been deployed twice to the middle east for six months each, I actually don't know the exact locations but it's pretty easy to figure out  a rough location based on where drama is happening. The plan was that he was going to go again this summer then I got pregnant and his unit was willing to work with him to delay it so he was supposed to go this time next year but as I understand it that is totally up in the air now based on world events. I love that he's my sexy officer and I love that he looks so hot in his flight gear and I love that he loves flying--but I would be thrilled if he never had to deploy again.  As for who he is other than that, he's a "hot nerd" and I'm so lucky. He still turns girls heads and there are still girls from our school days who will reach out to him just to see what's up. He's tall (a legit 6'2") and since I've known him for so long I got to see him go from a very gangly tall kid to being  built like a tight end when he was playing baseball in HS. I don't know if this will make sense in that he doesn't look like Travis Kelce, but he has that same appearance--kind of a tall, white guy with a very easy smile and relaxed look. Since he started running, I think he's way too thin but he's really cut now so still very sexy. The wife in me wants to feed him 9000 calories of pasta a day to fatten him up so he's not so attractive to other women but he's on a mostly meat diet and would never go for that. He cares very deeply about his health which can be frustrating when I'm craving gallons of Oreo Blizzard from Dairy Queen and he says "I'll drive you but I'll finish this pack of blueberries as desert." Thanks for making me feel like a fatso you jerk. But at the same time, he's also not a fanatic and he will eat popcorn at the movies and have the occasional Mexican Coke as a reward. He's also very, very introverted and you can literally watch his social battery drain when we are out with a group. But even with that there are times where he can light up and own a room with how funny he can be and how he can tell a story. He's probably way more of hippy than you may expect being a former baseball player, current military officer who was raised in Texas. He wears this "barefoot Birkenstocks" whenever he's not at work and dear god don't ever ask him about how shoes have ruined humanity and we should all be walking and running around barefoot--he will literally sound like a cult leader. I  know he would love to do things like smoke weed, take mushrooms and do ayahuasca trips. I would be anything that the day after he retires from the Air Force, I'm going to hear something like "I found a shaman in Peru who will guide us through an ayahuasca trip...." He would drop everything if he could take up life as a vagabond surfer chasing waves up and down and across the pacific. When people find out that we have been romantically involved since were 13 years old, they also ask (somewhat accusingly I might add) if I feel like I've missed out because I only have experience dating one guy. I always answer that the opposite is true, I got to meet my person when I was very young and we got to grow up together. Every day with him has been an absolute blessing and I'm so lucky that we get to spend the vast majority of our days together. If it isn't obvious by the length of this paragraph, I really love the guy!