Want a change get off your arse

All these hateful asshats should be packed up and sent to the land of Unicorns ...and that is not a liberal or democrat insult its directed at asshats that would wish death or harm to members of the United States Government ...Don't like your elected officials get off facebook and run for office make the changes you think will better society...or continue

to be useless asshats sitting on social media whining

Happy Halloween 2016

Oh when these girls are grown and telling stories to their own children I hope they tell them about all the times we embarrassed them horribly like Big Poppas creepy smile oh my I married this man lol

And of course the Halloween when Elizabeth was going trick r treating with her friends by herself and she told me I needed to get dressed out of my grandma nightgown and I said Nope I am going trick r treating dressed just like this hair curlers and all and she said "NO that will be so embarrassing MOM" and well here is the photo to prove it .... 

Oh just melt already

My thoughts on these snowflakes not liberals not democrats I am just saying those weak, simple, melting, cry babies who whine about hugging terrorist...


Because these terrorist huggers have never felt the personal horror, terror, worry, grief or loss first hand.....they are all coddled, cozy, warm and living in a fluffy bubble of obliviousness...what they need is a field trip to realityville drop them off in Afghanistan to be missionaries..

Strength

   I clawed my way out of the depths of hell....

I was shattered, bent, fractured, frayed & worn down

 I cried, I begged, I pleaded, I prayed

 no one reached down to lend me a hand, no one lifted me up, no one came to my rescue, no one answered my prayers, no one saved me 

There are no Knights in shining armor riding white horses, no caped super heroes to fly in to whisk you to safety.. 

Some times you have to stop and save yourself 

  I started at the bottom I  put my pieces back together & built myself  back up 

Now I stand on top of the mountain close enough to be kissed by the sun

                                                        And you have no power of me ....

Oh home sweet Montana

I dream of the day when we can once again call Montana home. For now we dream, plan and talk about making it happen. For now we shall dream and plan living the active duty military family life and visiting Montana as often as possible. The air, the mountains, the lakes, the forests, rivers and animals oh the views are majestic. Thank you God for creating such an awe inspiring place.

Tent living

I am so glad that my man is home and that we have the opportunity to go on a new adventure together

Calling this home sweet home for 3 weeks lake front property

 I want my daughters to know that pretty is not the most important thing to be I want them to use their brains, I want them to have fun, I want them to not care what people think. Roll around in the mud, have fun, get dirty, try new things, have adventures don't be boxed into a label...

 Don't live in fear be a trail blazer, blow shit up, tear things up, stand tall, shoot straight, be a leader don't be a follower...you were born to set fire to the world....

 Be loyal, hug often, smile, enjoy life, laugh....take the time to enjoy the simple things in life like the love of your best friend Snazzy....

My tribe

Hey big poppa is home let the adventures begin ....This is my tribe, these are my people I can never express into words how much joy they bring me I hope one day they know how much I love them.

 From big to small, from tall to short, from young to old they are the same but different they are all apart of me they all live in my heart near or far they are always with me ....I hope they know that no matter what I will always be watching over them....

while you are looking forward, while you are gazing into your future, while you are seeing what is ahead  I stand behind you watching your six and cheering you on....

Oh the man is home....

This feeling never gets old welcome home big poppa now don't ever leave again..

Taking the long road home

Even though our trip ended differently than planned, even though it was extended a week due to my pain med induced nap I just wasn't ready to just drive straight home like a boring old person pain aside this lady is still a gypsy looking to see new adventures be it on top of a chilly mountain top covered in a wintery breeze it's only July and winter is creeping in from the top down.... So close we are to Heaven on earth blessed to be able to share these days with these little blessings. 

Then we loaded up the car and hit the road again.....back to hell we go

Shtf and we survived

Life lessons when you survive shtf and are able to laugh about it ...

So you survive 3 weeks camping alone no other adults just you, 4 kids and a dog.
Switching camping sites, lightening, thunder, pelting rain and blow you over wind Survived it all....

July 4th rolls around it is our last night of our camping trip tomorrow we are due to pack up and head out. The day was great we have a real American woohoo small town USA 4th of July parade, bbq a great day on the lake after getting back to our campsite a storm hit we decided to hang out in the car and wait out the bad weather. Being a do-er watching the storm tear apart our tent  I decided to get out and try to save it from the storm huge mistake!!
So I get out of the car walk towards the tent and boom one minute walking next thing I know I am laying on the ground wondering how I ended up there, rain is pelting me, lightening flashing through the sky, the ground beneath me vibrating from the booming thunder...As I lay there I can see the flickering flames from the neighboring campsite, I can hear the laughter of the people hiding from the storm in their tents I consider yelling out for help but I hesitate since I never ask for help...I lay there thinking I am going to die here in the mud, on the ground lightening is going to strike me wait how did I end up laying here on the ground broken? I don't know I never will know for sure.

I lay there fear rushing through my body panic rising what about the girls it's dark, storming, camping in the middle of no where, my husband across the ocean on deployment what will happen to my girls? No I can't lay here I have to get up what would Morgan Carter do? he would say get you can't lay here and die get your ass up and survive ....

My daughter comes running up "Mom why are you laying on the ground?"  My reply "I can't find my leg" another daughter runs up hearing me say I can't find my leg she turns and runs back to the car to get her medical bag my first thought she is going to amputate my leg since she wants to do surgery on people and she has seen The Walking Dead poor Hershal...No Belle stay in the car!!! God help me this kid doesn't chop my leg off!! My oldest helps by finding my leg for me first she unbends it at the knee then rotates it around popping, breaking, snapping so many different noises to accompanying each different pain I am too young to break my hip right?...some how she managed to get me up and into the car as I try to shift I realize something is wrong with it why is my wrist bent like that? switching arms I shift and manage to drive to the camp hosts house 911 911 I think I broke my leg maybe my arm as well...

Off to the hospital I go thanks to new found friends who are life savers taking me to the hospital, watching the girls for me so I had no worries that night... The diagnosis broken & I said that as soon as I could make it to the bathroom by myself I was going to go home so after a week on Grace's couch I was able to make it the bathroom myself, a shower to wash the caked mud off of me, wash my hair and started off on a new adventure getting my broken ass home..... I am pretty proud of myself and my girls we survived and thrived