And just like that...

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

This deployment is coming to an end. It is not super close, but it is around the corner (thank God!). I had all these goals I was going to accomplish, some worked out, some didn't. Become healthy and lose weight? Well I have lost a little and dropped a size, but not because of a healthier lifestyle unfortunately. What can I say? I really like cheese, potatoes, and booze. Whatevs. I did finish 5 courses for school and can't wait to be moved and finish with it! Other things I have accomplished:

I am officially at the top of the list when it comes to bath and body works addicts.

I have almost successfully completed the whole season of lost (wtf is going on is this show?).

I had the ultimate bitch-fit meltdown/ pity party night to myself.

I spent exactly one day on the beach all summer long. Now that the tourist are gone, I plan to spend a little more time there.

I went to carowinds for the first time.

Spent lots of quality time with one of my favorites (mostly drinking wine and playing cards on the back porch.).

I took advantage of things my husband hates. Such as eating at my favorite place, indochine. And also getting Stella's nails painted as much as possible.

I also discovered what it feels like to be in the backseat of a car with 35+ balloons.
Can you see me?

And since my time here is coming towards an end, the bestie and I have made a bucket list of things to do before I leave. Just to name a few.

Go Camping.

Eat lots of oysters (for me, not her).

Go to Beaufort and see the wild horses on the beach.

Go Kayaking.

Go fishing.

Check out the state fair next month.

Check out a concert and other live music events.

Go the mountains for a weekend (or 2!).

And whatever else strikes our fancy. The countdown has officially begun!!

A few words from the husband.

Thursday, September 19, 2013

Well I still have not figured out how to put my picture on the side of this blog, but I have managed to discover link ups. Since this is just something to keep myself entertained while husband is gone, I really like showing up when someone else tells me what to write about.  And today's link up didn't even involve me having to write it. Score!
Today I am linking up with Mal over at Mal Smiles, for her "boys behind the blog" series. Since most of my communication with the husband is through e-mail, I simply sent him the questions and said "Answer these". To my surprise he immediately responded and didn't even ask me why. To be honest I think he thought it was a fun game, because he only asked that I answer them too. I think had I told him what I was doing with these questions, he may have answered a little differently, especially the last question. Either way here goes.
1. If you were an animal, what animal would you be?

    Marine animal... Mermaid

    Land animal... silver back gorilla, unless I can choose a
specific animal then I would choose some rich persons dog
Taylor with the Coast Guard dog, Kale.

2. What is your favorite meal?

    Big juicy steak... MMmmm

3. Do you use any forms of Social Media? What is your favorite?

I may be bias, but I just can't get over how adorable my husband is!

4. Beer, wine, liquor, other, or none of the above?

    Well if I cant have all of them I guess its liquor

5. Complete the sentence: "Never have I ever..."

    Never have I ever peed in someone's shampoo bottle
Back in the day when I rocked the brunette look for a while.

Mal Smiles
Mal Smiles

Living with roommates

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Isn't it funny how a small noise can trigger a memory? Tonight I had that type of moment; I was sitting on the couch when the smoke detector went off ((low battery)). While most would think this would remind me of the time I caught ramen noodles on fire (I forgot to add water...), it reminded me of a late night with my old roommate.

Remember when you were in college living with roommates having the time of your life? Yeah, my roommate situation was a little different. I lived at home with my parents until I was 23 and moved to NC with a man who is now my husband. So where do the roommates come in to play? Doesn't every newlywed couple move in with another newlywed couple? No? OK, well hear me out. After a little over a year of living in a tiny apartment, Taylor decided it was time to move on, and since we lived near the beach we might as live at the beach. Taylor was looking at some houses for rent at work one day when he and a co-worker started talking about getting a nice house together at the beach, since it's so expensive to live at the beach. When Taylor first approached me with this idea I thought to myself "hell no". But then I reconsidered and asked who. It was a newly engaged couple we had hung out with only a handful of times. I finally agreed, telling Taylor if I could live with any other couple it would be them.
They drove 15 hours to spend one day at our wedding in Indiana!

I just knew it was going to be a great set up. The boys worked the same schedule, so when they were gone, they were both gone together and then it was just like only living with another girl. The boys were already pretty great friends from working together, and I just knew Katie and I were going to be the best of friends. I knew we wouldn't annoy each other, mainly because we worked opposite schedules and we were also day and night when it came to personalities. Katie is a lot more quite than I am. I envisioned how great it would finally be to live with another female (whom I wasn't related to!), I would wake up early on Saturday mornings and crawl in bed with Katie for morning giggles while our men made us breakfast. We lived together for almost 3 years and this picture I had envisioned never happened. First off, I don't get up early, second of all... our men do not make breakfast. Truth be told, my husband never cooks, and her husband's cooking pretty much always involves a grill.
Girls buy matching shoes, boys grow matching creeper mustaches.

So while our friendships were not exactly how I had planned them, they were so much more than I could have ever asked for. After hearing about other peoples horror stories with their roommates, I can't believe how easy we had it. There were never fights or awkward moments. Katie and Colton became family. Katie and I never did have that morning of giggles while the boys slaved over pancakes, but you better believe that biatch was there for me when I woke up and my eye was swollen shut, from a spider bite, and drove my scary looking self to pick up medicine. Poor Katie also had to drive Taylor to the store when he had just had lasick surgery; imagine a drunk, white, Stevie wonder look a like walking around your grocery store with a sweet blond hair blue eyed southern bell quietly giving small children candy behind his back and trying to convince them he isn't normally this creepy (or something like that). And Colton might not have ever made pancakes, but was always willing to throw down on the grill for dinner, hang pictures on the wall, and kill spiders with out having to be asked twice. True friends right there.

So back the point of this post, the smoke detector. The home we lived in was a brand new, beautiful 3 story town home, equipped with hard wired smoke detectors. Meaning: if one would go off, for whatever reason, every single other smoke detector would go off. So late one night, the boys were at work, Katie had been well asleep for hours, and I had just got off work sitting on the couch enjoying a bottle glass of wine. All of sudden the whole house started beeping like crazy, this had happened a week prior and all we had to do was touch one and the whole house was quite again. Well this particular night, the press of a button was not cutting it. The alarms stopped for a whole 30 minutes before they started again. We tried calling the fire department and no one answered. I freaked and called 911 and then realized it wasn't really an emergency and hung up. DON'T DO THIS!  It didn't even ring, but they called back anyways. I apologized for hanging up, and they told us to immediately evacuate the premises. So there Katie and I sat at 3 am waiting for whomever to show up. The fire department did show up and thankfully didn't cause a huge scene, since we basically lived in a retirement community and our neighbors hated us ( the fact that we rented and were two couple living together made them think there were freaky things going on.. there were not!). Some 45 minutes later the fire department was clueless and just decided to do a hard reset on our system and we were finally free to go back inside. It was not funny at the time, but I am thankful now to have that memory with such a sweet "sister" now, that can be rekindled with the simple beep of a smoke detector.
Who knew friends could turn into sisters?

Love her!

Say Whaaaat?

Sunday, September 8, 2013

Today's topic for blogtember was to take this personality test, and discuss the results. So here goes...

My results said that I am a: Extraverted Sensing Feeling Judging. It goes on to say things that I really didn't think were true to me. Such as "Guardians of birthdays"... HA! I barely remember my own birthday. It also says that my personality type likes to be in charge. Nope not me. I want someone else to take charge and just give me direction. I'm so indecisive about EVERYTHING, being in charge actually makes my eye twitch ((kidding.. kind of.)).
My face looked the same when I saw today's prompt.

It also went on to say people with my personality type are great in an education field (been there, tried that, didn't like it), or to try something in the medical field. I have thought about this, I have also thought about my strong dislike for needles, and that tends to outweigh the rest of my decision. I pretty much thought this personality test was a bust, other than the fact that Molly Weasley is also a ESFJ. Heyyyyy Harry Potter!
Who needs a personality test with a face like this? I think it says it all...



He was going to get me?

Friday, September 6, 2013

Ever since I was little, I have been talking in my sleep or walking in my sleep, sometimes both. The older I have become I have learned that drinking liquor intensifies these little habits of mine. One time, the husband and I were in California and I woke up outside of our hotel. Trying to explain to the front desk why you don't have your hotel room keys or ID at 3 am is a little difficult. Add in a passed out husband not answering the phone, and you have an end result of being escorted to your room by security so they can check your credibility. The next day it was funny, not so much that night though. However, it didn't really seem scary (at the time, thinking about it now, holy shit, I could have been killed!).

Boozin it up in San Diego. Yah, I should have known what was coming...
However, the time I'm going to share with you when I was really afraid, for day 5 of blogtember, isn't an alcohol related incident. My husband's job, when stateside the last four years, kept him on a schedule of home 3, at work 2, and vice versa. I had already gone to bed because Taylor and I were going on vacation the next day and he would be home early from work. Taylor called me around midnight and told me he would be home around 2:00 am when his rounds were done. I don't know if it was because I had already convinced myself that he wasn't home that night or what, but when I heard him come in that night I yelled "Taylor, is that you?", he jokingly responded in a deeper voice "no, its John, the maintenance man". HAHA very funny. I rolled over and went back to sleep.

"John the maintenance man" in the flesh folks (not allowed near schools.... due to his creepy mustache)

A little while after Taylor came home, he came to bed. I tend to sleep with the t.v. on because I am terrified slightly afraid of the dark. I have also learned the background noise helps to keep me from sleep walking. When my husband came to bed, he made the mistake of turning off the t.v. As soon as he pulled back the sheets to his side of the bed, Taylor said that I shot up like I was on fire and crawled across the bed to him fast as lightening. I then proceeded to try and hit him while yelling "No, stop it!". He said he kept trying to gently wake me up by saying "baby, it's me". He ran to my side of the bed and just kind of held me. I finally woke up, and my heart was racing. I was genuinely scared; and had no idea why. Taylor told me what happened, and said he felt bad because he knew I was legitimately scared. After that we laid back down to go to sleep and my heart was still racing. And then I couldn't stop laughing. I seriously had the giggles for 20 minutes. Husband wasn't quite as amused by it as I was, but I just couldn't help to think how ridiculous the whole incident must have looked to a "fly on the wall". That was the last time Taylor ever pretended to be someone else ;-)

I didn't listen.

Thursday, September 5, 2013

Today's challenge for blogtember : Pass on some useful advice or information you learned and always remembered.
A good friend of mine doesn't believe in marriage, she has no desire to be married and doesn't normally support people being married. Thankfully when she found out Taylor and I were going to get married, she said we were perfect together and she would approve just this one time (phew!). But she also told me not to have a wedding. She told me to save myself the money and the stress of planning a huge party She said we should elope, take the money intended for a wedding and do something we would never forget. Best advice ever!

I didn't listen.

I had the wedding, I spent the money (well husband spent the money), I had the stress. But I also made memories I'll never forget. Would I do it all over again? Probably not. I'd probably elope. Luckily I'll never have to worry about this because my husband is stuck with me forever (you hear that husband??). Our three year wedding anniversary is this month, and since we can't be together this year; I've decided to make some more memories, in the same dress I wore on our wedding day. I won a free photography session at a benefit night not too long ago and I'm going to put that big dress back on... and trash it. Ever heard of "trash the dress" sessions before? Google it if not. I'm so excited to do this because I've always said I was going to. Three years later, here we go! Pictures to come soon!

Probably one of my favorite memories!
So pretty, but not for long...

Yeah, this church made it worth it!

and this cake. It sums us up so well!

I don't want to just see it.

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

I want to taste, smell, and feel it. The world that is. Today's blogtember prompt is "If you could take three months off from your current life and do anything in the world, what would you do?". I think a lot of people would travel the world if given the opportunity. But, I don't want to just see beautiful things. I want to experience them with every sense I have.

It's no secret I love food and wine. So how amazing would it be visit some of the best and most beautiful wineries in the world? Or to visit small towns with fresh fish markets and mom an pop type restaurants, locally and internationally.
This picture is old but I loved this vineyard!

Of course, that's the luxurious side of what I would do, but I would trade even that to go visit orphanages in places such as Guatemala. I say Guatemala because that is what I am familiar with, thanks to a sweet girl named Rachel whom I went to high school with, sharing her journeys to visit the sweet faces awaiting love and stability. I think it is amazing what Rachel and her husband do for these little ones. Even though visits are temporary, can you imagine the impact on a little ones life, being able to have a little extra attention than usual. It could be reading a book one on one or even a simple hair brushing and ponytail session. It could even be a game of horse among several little ones, something I would take for granted, but could mean so much more.
So I guess if I was given the opportunity to do anything I wanted for 3 months, I'd want to do something, anything, for someone else. Being "off" of my current life for 3 months is blessing enough ((speaking work wise)), so if the chance arose I might as well pay it forward.

Back Where I come From.

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Blogging just seems so much easier to show up to when someone already gives you the blog post prompts. Therefor I will be jumping on the blog challenge that was set up over here. The concept is the same as the challenge from may, and I'm sure my participation will be the same as well (or the lack there of...). Either way, sounds like fun today, so here goes.

Day 1.)  Describe where or what you come from. The people, the places, and/or the factors that make up who you are.

I come from a town in Indiana that everyone loves to hate. It is not the worst place I have ever been, nor is it the greatest. Like most people that leave, you really only miss one thing, the people that you left there. I am the baby of five, in a blended family. I have 2 brothers and 2 sisters and I am clearly the coolest of them all. My mom was married once before and had the 2 boys and my oldest sister. When my parents married it was my dad's first marriage, and my sister was his first born at the age of 52!!!!! Fourteen months later they had me and had finally reached perfection, thus the reason for me being the baby. I always felt pretty close to my oldest sister, and I was born a daddy's girl. My brother Toney has forever picked on me and has raised his son to do the same, deep down I know it's love, and that he is really impressed with his baby sister's drinking ability. I didn't truly value my relationship with my mom and closest in age sister until I moved out (they are 2 peas in a pod!). I talk to my mom almost daily, and I am still in awe that my sister is now a mommy (a great one at that!).  My parents are still married and I really hope I can be a little like my dad (sweet and soft spoken), and a little like my mom (hello, sassy pants!). I'm not sure I have a desire to ever move back there, but visits are always welcome.
All of us at my sister's wedding. How cute are my parents?

My 93 year old aunt with my dad and mom.

Mom with her girls.

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