Single life

I've been waiting patiently to post my 200th post. And I figure what better subject than life as a single army wife. Now mind you, I'm still pretty new at the army wife stuff let alone the SINGLE army wife type stuff, but I'm a quick study so I'll figure it out quick enough. Lucian is teething STILL. Like a fiend. His top two have stalled and are just making him a grumpy lump. Although as I may be spoiled, his version of grumpy lump in no way compares to some children's normal behavior. (It is telling me that children's is not correct, but I think it is...anyone know if I'm right or the computer is? lol) I'm plotting my next trip back to the states. And my first tattoo. I'm still up in the air whether I'll get it here or while I'm home. The house seems empty. And I'm not 100% sure what to do with myself. I put up a paper chain to count down until he should be home. I'm not gonna cut my hair till he gets home (that's a real test for me) and I'm gonna try very hard to wear a yellow ribbon every day. Those aren't just my friends, but my family. Ok. Baby is sleeping Mama needs a nap too. Welcome to the life of a single army wife.