Displaced Rib

For months now I've been dealing with a stupid displaced rib. I dont know why its out or how its getting out but its KILLING me! Ive seen the chiropractor over and over and he can usually make it feel a little better but after a few hours, it hurts again. I cant bend, I cant twist, I cant inhale deeply, its really uncomfortable! I just hope it gets back to normal soon.

Cleaning, cleaning and more cleaning

I am typically a neat and very organized person but having two kids and doing everything on my own really leaves no time for cleaning. I pretty much clean and tidy up every day but the house never seems to get CLEAN. Its just completely tiring and stressful. Anyway, now that Des will be home in 2 days I really have to get this place clean. UGH! Its never ending, as is the stupid yard work! Im off to go clean some more. :( Anyone know a good house cleaner?

I cant believe what some people say...

A few months back when Jacob was taking his swim lessons, I was talking to a few moms sitting waiting for their kids to get done with their classes. Somehow we got into the subject of the army, our life, etc. Most people are extremely grateful for my husbands service and the sacrifices myself and our children make but its one comment that I just cant stop thinking about. One lady actually said to me "I wonder how many marriages actually survive the army life and deployments". Are you kidding me? What would possess you to say something like that to someone you dont know and someone who is living that life? So after I got over the shock I quickly said "we're actually stronger because of it". We have been through a lot since the day we met and through the good, the bad, and many deployments, we're stronger than ever. He is my best friend, my partner, an amazing father and wonderful husband. We may not be together every day but that just makes our love stronger. The time we do spend together is even better because absence really does make the heart grow fonder. I just still can't believe someone would say that to someone else. I wonder if she's thought about her "open mouth, insert foot" moment as much as I have and about how offending it was. So the moral of the lesson is, if you cant say something nice, dont say anything at all.