Well, my voice is back, but my head feels like it is going to split in two. No, I am not hung over either. For as bad as I feel, I wish I was. Then I'd have a reason to feel this crappy.
Aunt Selma & Italian Grandma offered to chip in for my military family. I'm excited, this means I can buy them more. I've already gotten the little boy a book, cuddly stuffed dog and two shirts. The father just wanted cook ware, so I went to Kohl's and got a nice set. Nothing fancy, but nothing that will fall apart after first use. I'll be inviting them to Yule dinner too. Italian grandma is an AWESOME cook! I hope they can come. I know that nothing will replace thier own family, but if we can help make the holidays easier, that would be great. I keep thinking of the mother, stationed in Iraq. Now I know men go off all the time and have to leave families. But in my opinion, I think it it harder for women. We are more emotional than men. Hell, I was a basket case after being away from Pudd'n for a week. I can't imagine being in another country for months at a time with out him. He is my life and my soul.