Sitting outside before the storm...

We are waiting for a storm to come in.... and I am sitting on the front porch with CJ in his stroller and the girls counting money for the ice cream man who will most likely not drive by. A caterpillar is harrassing all of us right now... Ashley was holding it but informed me that she thought it was biting her.. So, Mom to the rescue... I had to save her precious life from the mean, bloody fanged caterpillar. Now, Sydney is harrassing the poor caterpillar by locking him in to a plastic baggie... the poor thing. Kiley is retrieving a leave to give the caterpillar some food as he probably suffocates from lack of oxygen in the bag... should PETA get involved here? The girls are gnawing on raw carrots I get from WIC... back in Washington we would have been driving the Barbie car down the road to feed the horses that were living in our neighborhood... Olalla, Washington to be exact. Ashley had named one of the horses "Girl Horsey". Those were the days when you could sit outide and literally hear nothing since we lived in the boonies. Although.. on our street was a drug rehab.... yeah... we lived on Lala Cove Lane.... sounds like something from the teletubbies doesn't it????
Oh... and as I am waiting for the storm, it reminds me of the many nights I sat in our carport in Wichita Falls, Texas watching as severe storms rolled in to the area. Those storms were INCREDIBLE. SCARY... Tornadoes Threatening etc. We lived in Tornado Alley... yeah... Tornadoes have been my WORST fear growing up and would show up in my dreams so often.. and still do... exposure therapy did NOT work for me! We only had to spend one night crammed in our hall closet while we lived there. With all of this crazy weather in the midwest right now, it makes me SO grateful I do not live there right now... but I do miss the nice slow pace of life we lived on the border of Oklahoma.
Chris right now is headed over to the housing office because they of course did NOT get back to us today regarding all of the garbage that has been going on with them moving us. I do not understand why people do not have to do their jobs anymore and everything gets done when they FEEL like it should be done vs. when it SHOULD be done. I am all about personal responsibility. And ... When I was in the workforce back in 2003... I would NOT be able to go home until ALL of my paperwork was done... there was no in box at night... only out... and all papers had to be dated for the day it was supposed to. There was no holding off until tomorrow... or next week.... How come it seems like now so many things are on the back burner... and what's for lunch, who is meeting up, when is the next cigarette break, where can I wander to now and pretend I am working... has become the forefront of being employed???? I dont get it... My husband works his behind off.... and ... in the middle of all of this.. has to track down all of these fools who have nothing better to do than take a long(er) weekend... on the clock that is.... The first major issue with the military housing being contracted to civilian corporations....