So I have my first troll on my YouTube channel. The grammatically incorrect insults are quite amusing. Sadly I find true humor in the remarks.
My little channel is growing though. Hope to be at 50 subs by mid month. I'm currently at 45. We will see how that goes. I think I might start doing a written blog for all my videos. Would any of you like that?
Let me know and I will see if I can make that happen.
There is nothing better than being southern. I miss the hospitality and graciousness of the sweet deep south. Let us not get this confused with city life south. City south and country south are very different countries.
In the country you can be waking down the street and get invited to a barbeque. By strangers. And oddly enough you are not afraid to join and partake. You never meet a stranger because we are all a little strange.
Family values are important to the older generation. They will fight to the death for a family member and you are always your Mamma's baby. Of this she will remind you often. Your Daddy is always your hero and protector, no matter the danger.
Your siblings are your worst enemies and best friends. They will be at your side in a moment flat. Then immediately call you out on your bull shit.
And your grandparents are God's gift. As they get older you learn to value time and cherish every moment with them.
I miss my family and the south but I have a family and life of my own in the Pac NW. The south may be my past but it's forever in my heart.
Sometimes this military life is emotionally draining. I have known for months my husband would be leaving this year. However, as the days and months tick by and the date of departure gets closer, I get more and more sad. I try to hide it but that is epically failing. I am afraid of ruining our time together because I am dreading the future. I am overly sensitive, somewhat grumpy and way to weepy. I nearly cried when someone hit my car at work. I mean seriously, it is just a car. I am listening to sad music or death metal.Neither are typical for me and they are seriously not good choices for the depressed. I don't want to be sad already but I cannot shake this sadness. I don't want him to leave.
Oh to be the mother of a 13 year old boy. As close as he is to my heart, he still drives me crazy. It seems so hard for him to focus and complete a task. If I redirect him once, I redirect him 10 times while he is doing the same task. It would be so easy to give up and do things myself but it is my responsibility to make sure he can be self sufficient. I will not give up on teaching him. I love him too much.
I try to control my anger at all times. I love being funny yet poised. However, this week was so awful...there were a few times I felt like I was one insult or catastrophe away from being the star player in an episode of Snapped!
Sometimes doing the right thing makes people turn against you. Never be afraid to stand against unethical and illegal behavior. Do not compromise your own standards to make others happy.
I would rather stand alone for what is proper and right than be surrounded and supported by reprobates.
