Happy Memorial Day every one.
May you all remember why you have this day off of work. Thank you to all of the men and women have served or are serving this great country.
Monday, May 25, 2009
Shut Up, You're Just a Fat Bitch
You can never go out with a bunch of younger guys to a bar, and expect it to be drama free. Just sayin'.
The Aces have made it into the fight for the Kelly Cup. So fo course I went to the game Friday, which they lost (don't get me started!). I also went to the game on Sat. Both nights I went with 'JT' who is one of my husband's troops (nice kid).
Sat. Chels went too and we had her drive us. We had a few drinks at the game, where I promptly got into a fight with one of South Carolina's Ast. Coaches. No, you can't take me any where. The people around me were cheering me on, and I had to reply with 'please don't encourage me.' Because honestly, that's not a good thing. my bad behavior shouldn't be encouraged.
After the game we met up with 'Es' (another guy in DH's shop). We had Chels drop us off at the bar. We played darts for a while and JT got drunk, way too fast. He was going around flirting with all kinds fo chicks (it was pretty funny to watch at least) and some chicks didn't like it. So one girl was being a HUGE bitch and happened to be sitting at a table right next to ours. She started to get nasty and Es started to tell her off, for JT. Well, she didn't take it well. After a new, Es was like 'Sit down and shut up. You're nothing but a stupid fat bitch anyway.' I about fell off of my chair laughing, because she promptly sat down!! BAAAAHHHHH HA HA HA
After a little bit, I'd decided I'd had enough for the night and called Chels to come get me. She got there at about 1:30am. I told JT and Es I was leaving and asked if either of them needed a sober ride. They said they were both good, so I said good night and left.
I got home and crawled into bed. My head hit the pillow and my phone started to go off. It was JT. He said he needed I ride home. I told him it was too late, the DD was already at home for the night. Got nothing back. About 30 min. later I got another message that said 'some guy just punched me in the face 3 times'.
WHAT?!??!
I didn't get that message until I got up for the day. Turns out, right after I left JT got kicked out of the bar for being too drunk. I guess he should have left when I said it was time, eh? While outside some guy started a fight with him. JT ignored him and was waiting for his DD to get there. Then, while JT was watching the cops give some guy a ticket across the street, the little ass hole came up and sucker punched him in the jaw 3 times. The guys girlfriend pulled him off of JT and said he should leave before JT started to hit him back. In the mean time security was out there. Es was still in the bar and JT called him. Es comes out with 3 security guys and the little shit that suck punched JT took off.
Ah, a night of drinking isn't complete in the military unless someone gets punched in the mouth.
The Aces have made it into the fight for the Kelly Cup. So fo course I went to the game Friday, which they lost (don't get me started!). I also went to the game on Sat. Both nights I went with 'JT' who is one of my husband's troops (nice kid).
Sat. Chels went too and we had her drive us. We had a few drinks at the game, where I promptly got into a fight with one of South Carolina's Ast. Coaches. No, you can't take me any where. The people around me were cheering me on, and I had to reply with 'please don't encourage me.' Because honestly, that's not a good thing. my bad behavior shouldn't be encouraged.
After the game we met up with 'Es' (another guy in DH's shop). We had Chels drop us off at the bar. We played darts for a while and JT got drunk, way too fast. He was going around flirting with all kinds fo chicks (it was pretty funny to watch at least) and some chicks didn't like it. So one girl was being a HUGE bitch and happened to be sitting at a table right next to ours. She started to get nasty and Es started to tell her off, for JT. Well, she didn't take it well. After a new, Es was like 'Sit down and shut up. You're nothing but a stupid fat bitch anyway.' I about fell off of my chair laughing, because she promptly sat down!! BAAAAHHHHH HA HA HA
After a little bit, I'd decided I'd had enough for the night and called Chels to come get me. She got there at about 1:30am. I told JT and Es I was leaving and asked if either of them needed a sober ride. They said they were both good, so I said good night and left.
I got home and crawled into bed. My head hit the pillow and my phone started to go off. It was JT. He said he needed I ride home. I told him it was too late, the DD was already at home for the night. Got nothing back. About 30 min. later I got another message that said 'some guy just punched me in the face 3 times'.
WHAT?!??!
I didn't get that message until I got up for the day. Turns out, right after I left JT got kicked out of the bar for being too drunk. I guess he should have left when I said it was time, eh? While outside some guy started a fight with him. JT ignored him and was waiting for his DD to get there. Then, while JT was watching the cops give some guy a ticket across the street, the little ass hole came up and sucker punched him in the jaw 3 times. The guys girlfriend pulled him off of JT and said he should leave before JT started to hit him back. In the mean time security was out there. Es was still in the bar and JT called him. Es comes out with 3 security guys and the little shit that suck punched JT took off.
Ah, a night of drinking isn't complete in the military unless someone gets punched in the mouth.
Moveing, again
Well, in the military you move. A lot. I, for one, hate the move but like the excitement of the move. I hate not being able to find baby wipes and underwear, spoons and remotes. Things get lost and broken, but 'changing' isn't that bad.
We've just moved from a town 45 miles away, onto base. We have never lived on base for personal reasons. I'm sure it will be interesting. One neighbor 'B & A' have two kids that are nice (9 and 11 I think) and they seem pleasant as well. 'A' seems like a real sweet heart and they have a HUGE dog that is really nice. They moved in at the same time I did (same day) so will be here for the rest of the time we are. The other side of us is 'T', and his wife (whose name has slipped my mind), and they're two boys (15? and 10-ish). So no kids Kayla's age, but my friend Chels lives in my back yard basically and they have a daughter close to K's age, so that will be nice.
The hospital and BX are all right here and J wont have to commute for over an hour each way every day.
Being on base is kind of hard when he is gone. Obviously, there are people in uniform all over and for the most part it doesn't bug me. But I have my days that I want to cry at the sight of the uniform. Only 4.5 more months...... 'only'.
Kayla is now gone and in WI until July with grandma and grandpa C. She's having so much fun I don't think that she is going to want to come home!! :) So it's just me and Benji. Casey has mvoed out to stay in the Valley near his work and is living with some 'crazy' chick (so I've been told). I've gotten the house almost all unpacked and have only lost one remote in the move, not bad.
We've just moved from a town 45 miles away, onto base. We have never lived on base for personal reasons. I'm sure it will be interesting. One neighbor 'B & A' have two kids that are nice (9 and 11 I think) and they seem pleasant as well. 'A' seems like a real sweet heart and they have a HUGE dog that is really nice. They moved in at the same time I did (same day) so will be here for the rest of the time we are. The other side of us is 'T', and his wife (whose name has slipped my mind), and they're two boys (15? and 10-ish). So no kids Kayla's age, but my friend Chels lives in my back yard basically and they have a daughter close to K's age, so that will be nice.
The hospital and BX are all right here and J wont have to commute for over an hour each way every day.
Being on base is kind of hard when he is gone. Obviously, there are people in uniform all over and for the most part it doesn't bug me. But I have my days that I want to cry at the sight of the uniform. Only 4.5 more months...... 'only'.
Kayla is now gone and in WI until July with grandma and grandpa C. She's having so much fun I don't think that she is going to want to come home!! :) So it's just me and Benji. Casey has mvoed out to stay in the Valley near his work and is living with some 'crazy' chick (so I've been told). I've gotten the house almost all unpacked and have only lost one remote in the move, not bad.
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