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*grumbles, whines, and hugs her cup of coffee*

You know? Last time I checked, ones' command could NOT order you to attend a function that YOU have to PAY for. Nor could they order you to bring your family to said function and have to PAY FOR THEM as well!!!!

The meat of my rant is this. There's a going away party for some Sgt.Major. Here's the kicker. Everyone is ORDERED to attend this little 'party' which is being held at a PUBLIC PARK, in BBQ form. Yet for some unseen reason we have to PAY to be at a PUBLIC PARK! We've got things to do, and money that needs to be spent on groceries instead of petty little bbqs' for someone my husband has never even MET! They've even gone so far as to say if the family members don't come, the soldier will get into trouble. WHAT THE BLOODY HELL?!?!?!?!?!

I soooo hate the military. And I don't want to spend the day with a bunch of stuffed shirts, when it clearly looks like it's going to rain. I'm praying it WILL rain. Because then little bit and I are taking off WITH hubby. And since I'm on painkillers that make me stupid, he HAS to drive. *evil grin* I DARE those sods to say something, or try something. I'll have my happy a** parked at JAG quicker than anything. Oh the s**t will fly should they try to get my hubby in trouble because we don't need my daughter getting sick.

I just realized I'm rambling. So I'll stop now. Thank you and have a nice
day.

EDIT - Did I forget to mention I found out about this maybe twenty minuets ago?

I think you hit the nail on the head. Like I said, the military is not supposed to be able to order people to go to a function you HAVE to pay for. I think the $23.00 we're going to be forced to spend on this oredeal could be put to better use on...oh I don't know...Diapers, milk, wipes, and laundry soap. But apparently that's unimportant. At least when it comes to Izzy's chain of command. *lets loose a slew of curse words that effectively turn the air the most interesting shade of blue*

It might be a Hood thing. Chris has been forced to attend some events, pay money to get in, prove he was there, just to leave. scream They haven't gone so far as to force me to attend though.

Edit: Chris just told me this thing IS allowed when I asked him about it. He was saying something that it can be considered a place of duty. I didn't catch it all, maybe I'll get him in here to post. XP

....I think I love you. People always tell me my parenting skills practically suck, because I'm nineteen. And that since me and the father have been seeing each other since I was 16 (he was 24...no sex before I was 18 though) we're already teaching him bad values. I've had people tell me because of this my son will be a juvenile thug, pot head, that ends up in jail before he's out of the house. However, I'm too afraid of getting the living daylights beaten out of me to tell anyone to ******** off. sweatdrop

*ugh* subject close to my heart....... I swear people should go be stamped- I AM A GOOD PARENT- There could be some standardized testing....... then we would all see the young parents who *shock, horror*
FEED CLOTHE SHELTER PLAY WITH and..... wait for it.... LOVE their kids.
rolleyes Don't they realise that adolescence as we know it is a stage created by the Western world? Until the industrial revolution there was no such social dynamic. So if you have the love ....... whats the problem.??? GRRRRR
Being forty and driving a mercedes doth not a good parent make- automatically I mean.
~end whinge~

Lots of kids make bad parents. The key word here is KIDS. At 16, I was still a child. By that same count, at 16 one of my best friends was more mature than I am -now.- It all depends on the person, you know? >< Its like people just assume that everyone is like them. "When -I- was 19, I wasn't mature enough to care for a baby. Because you're 19, you must not be either. Never mind that I was a spoiled only child and you were the oldest of four and you took care of little sibs. Never mind you've got a husband to help, or a stable job, or you happen to work where your kids can come or have a reliable babysitter. Because -I- couldn't, you obviously can't."
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*cough* Sorry. I got married at 19, and you wouldn't believe the riot it started in my area. I matured -really- fast... I was immature and childish right up until I graduated. About five months after graduation, adulthood sunk in, and I grew up. It sounds strange, but sometimes it just happens like that. Regardless, everyone in my area proceeded to tell me I would be divorced before I was 20, that I was rushing and making a mistake. I'm 21, and my husband and I are wanting to start a family now, and divorce isn't even in the picture. (Fighting, yes. But hey, we always make up. ninja And isn't that half the fun?) Now, we're hearing that at 21 we're too young and not stable enough. I've been married 2 years... how much longer will it be before people believe we're "ready?" And who defines "ready" anyway??? gonk stressed

Edit: Wow, I just realized I was ranting...

I know how it is when people stare at kids. I'm fine myself, except for having adult ADD. My younger brother (the middle of three, me being oldest) however, was born with a malformation, where one of his ears never formed in the womb. The other one was just fine. In the malformed one, the cartiledge(sp?) never formed, there's no hole, and he has none of the inner ear parts on that side. It just looked like a folded over flap of skin. He's had several surgeries to correct this. He has scars on both sides of his ribs, where they removed the lower two, to form the out ear, and a skin graft scar on his upper arm, where they took skin to cover the new, outer ear they made for him. It looks normal now, except that the outer ear is covered over with skin. But, no matter how normal they make it look, people still feel the need to stare and point, and ask what's wrong with him. I guess they don't realize how bad it can make a young child feel, as it used to hurt Hank's feelings very badly, and for the longest time he had incrediably low self-esteem. Now, he thinks he's God's gift to women, regardless of how his ear looks. xd

I think that was the first thing my mom taught me growing up. If someone looks different, it's not polite to stare and make fun. God just made some people different.
People can be so rude.