getting ready to move...

It's getting closer, guys! We 'officially' have a place to live now. It's actually 17 miles from Camp Lejeune but that's much less of a drive than what B had to do for his old job. To be honest, I haven't even seen this place yet, but B has so I'm trusting him. He'll move in about a month before I do because one of the stipulations is that I have to pay off my Maurice's credit card (shouldn't have gone on so many shopping sprees while he was at boot camp...). I'll probably get there around the end of January although I'm praying it will be sooner.

Now I'm getting a little more nervous every day. This is my last full month at this house (my parent's) then we'll officially be on our own, four hours away from our family. But that's okay, it's what we wanted. B is a little worried that I'll have a hard time getting to know people, he's afraid I'll be alone when he gets deployed because he knows I'd much rather be by myself than out with a bunch of people.

How did you all get to know people when you moved to a completely new place? I'm so introverted and it's always been hard for me. I'm the kind of person who waits for people to come to me because I always feel so weird going up to them first in case we don't hit it off. I guess it's just one of those risks I gotta learn to take though.

Now, time for a picture! I went to visit B at MOS school for Thanksgiving and we had a wonderful time, like always. We went to Onslow beach (we're so excited to have a beach so close now!) and walked around in the cold water and picked up shells for little sis.

 

I love him. :)

while I'm waiting...

Oh my. I have no patience.

We were supposed to find our where the first PDS will be, but haven't heard anything yet. Was supposed to happen Monday. Then Tuesday. Then most definitely Wednesday. And now it's for sure on Friday. So...PLEASE GET THIS OVER WITH.

I'm seriously stressing myself over something so small. God's really trying to teach me a lesson here. Every little noise or flash my phone makes I freak out and don't want to read it or answer the call just in case it's B with any sort of news. The internet is a terrible thing for me to be reading at this point; it's pretty much convinced me that since B isn't over an E-5 rank that he'll be sent to Japan for 2 years and I can't go and BLAH BLAH BLAH.

Someone, slap me. I need to calm down especially since we don't even know anything yet.

Ughhhh.

he's twenty-three today!

Happy birthday, B!

My husband of two years has turned the big 2-3 today. He thinks he's old. And that REALLY annoys me! I hate to think what he's going to say when he's 33, or 43...or, oh my gosh; 53!

I always have this secret love for his birthday because I enjoy him being 'so much' older than me. He's three years older than me now even though it's technically two and a half.

Oh well.

His birthday present is me driving down for Thanksgiving and the rest of the weekend. We have pretty much no plans...the only thing we have set in stone is to go to Red Lobster; that's our place. We really love it there.

So, here you go, B. Enjoy the remainder of this post!

 

Facts about the number 23:

1. The tilt of the earth's axis is roughly 23 days.

2. Blood circulates the body on average every 23 seconds.

3. There are exactly 23 characters, letters, and numbers on the face of every US coin.

4. William Shakespeare was born (and died) on April 23rd.

You share a birthday with:

Scarlett Johansson and Jamie Lee Curtis!

(i love you!)

just love.

I've been watching the new show on TLC called "All-American Muslim" lately. And I keep thinking the same thing over and over: What is wrong with people not showing them love and grace like Jesus? They're people too. Just because they don't have the same beliefs that we do doesn't mean they need to be treated differently . Last night's episode was particularly disturbing when a couple stood in line at a restaurant and waited over fifteen minutes to be seated, then the hostess slammed the menus on the table and left without saying a word.

I can't do anything but shake my head. I know my Jesus and I know he would certainly treat them much, much differently and he expects the same thing out of us.

MOS school...

...it's finally starting.

B was supposed to start last week, but you know how that goes. Dates seem to change at random just for the heck of it. But this morning I got a text, "we're changing rooms again," so that seems to mean it's REALLY starting today. Finally! We're almost done with this part.

I call it The Hard Part. It's hard not living with your husband for six months and watching the days drag by (I'm sure it's the same with deployment...but I'll cross that bridge when I get to it). It's nice to know that possibly by the end of next month we'll be living together again, under one roof. It's going to be AWESOME. I'm so excited. And I know he is too, he just doesn't express it as outwardly as I do. :)

So, his MOS school is 5 weeks long. I guess that means 25 school days...so I counted ahead on the calender and he's supposed to finish right before Christmas! Aaah. I. Can't. Wait!

(B the day he left for bootcamp. May 31st, 2011. His recruiter is in the red)

(after boot camp...like, 10 days after. Huge difference!)

happy birthday, USMC.

Happy 236th birthday, Marine Corps!

This is the first birthday B and I will 'celebrate' since being active with the USMC. Dunno how much celebrating we'll do but it's still awesome to be a part of this.

Some people spend an entire lifetime wondering if they made a difference in the world. But, the Marines don't have that problem.
Ronald Reagan, President of the United States; 1985

thirty things.

I've been seeing this pop up on random blogs I read, so I decided it's my turn to do it! All I'm going to do is write down 30 random things about myself. Some deep, but most probably won't be.

Here goes!


1. I've held onto my first job for six years and counting. I think that's pretty impressive. :)
2. I absolutely hate to see people eating alone. It breaks my heart. I'm sure some of them do it because they want to, but others probably have no choice. I'd love to randomly go sit with someone if I was brave enough.
3. I should have been born in the 50's. I love the fashion and everything about it!
4. I'm a super proud Marine wife...I think that's pretty obvious if you read this blog and poke around on my facebook.
5. I met my husband at Wal-Mart (of all places!). I never, ever thought I'd meet my future husband there, but turns out The Guy Upstairs had other plans for me.
6. I sing a lot. And I'm not even that good at it. Probably not good at all, but I really don't care. I sing in the car, the shower, my room. When I'm home alone it's my opportunity to turn up my iPod stereo and blast the tunes.
7. I can't narrow down my 'favorite' type of music to one genre anymore. My music taste has changed so much over the past several years, and right now it's safe to say I have a very, very diverse taste. My iPod library has stuff ranging from *Nsync to Linkin Park, Trans-Siberian Orchestra to Manafest, Casting Crowns to Demon Hunter...yeah, it's crazy. I love every song/artist in it's own way, I simply cannot choose a favorite.
8. I'm very, very, VERY independent. I think it's fine, but my husband and mom worry about me sometimes. I really have no interaction with 'the outside world' except for work, but I really don't mind it...I'm definitely a crazy breed of wallflower.
9. I have baby fever. We'll leave it at that.
10. I LOVE sour candy. I wish I had some right now, actually.
11. I still want my nose pierced. Really bad. My time will come.
12. One of the things I'm looking forward to the most about moving, is getting to cook B dinner every night. I wish I could do it for him now, I know how much he appreciates it and I bet he's about sick of chow hall food by now.
13. It's really hard for me to get motivated to do something. I have to really, really want to do it before I make an effort. That's why I never diet and don't really exercise (bad me). Also might be why I never clean out my closet and let crap pile up to the ceiling.
14. ...which is weird because in all other aspects I'm such a perfectionist. Except for cleaning my room. Sure, there's some stuff which absolutely has to be in it's exact place, but I think the closet is too far gone to even make an effort now. At least until I get back into my own place!
15. I drink coffee every single day, but I'm honestly not addicted. I could give it up cold turkey right now and be alright...which is good. I don't need to be addicted to anything.
16. I love to read. I definitely don't do it as much as I used to, but I still gain tons of information by browsing Wikipedia and other various websites. I think it's equally beneficial.
17. I hate going to the doctor when I'm sick and I'll always try to avoid it. It bugs me that prescriptions don't actually help fix you, they just mask the symptoms.
18. I've always wanted to try acupuncture. I don't know what exactly I'd get it done for, but since overcoming my fear of needles I'm a lot more adventurous than I used to be!
19. I don't believe in organized religion at all, just a relationship with Jesus Christ. My "religious" ideas are very mixed and really cannot be packed up and boxed into a religious denomination.
20.One of my big goals in life is to home birth (with a birthing pool) my babies. It scares hubby a little bit ("What if something happens?!") but he's a lot more warmed up about it now than he was a year ago.
21. Shrimp is definitely one of my favorite foods. I used to absolutely hate it, but ever since watching it being cooked at a Japanese restaurant I've loved it. I love the pecan-crusted shrimp from Red Lobster, and also shrimp tacos from our local Mexican restaurant. Mmmm.
22. In high school, I took German classes for three years but still couldn't carry on a conversation with someone to this day. It's such a hard language. I know tons of words, just don't know how to put them all together and make a sentence.
23. My shoe collection...hmmm. I have well over 45 pairs and I bet it's up around 50 by now. I seriously love shoes. However, I do need to expand my winter/fall shoe collection. Gives me an excuse to shop more. :)
24. I love the movie Tangled. I watched it probably ten times over this summer and I swear it never gets old!
25. My first car was a 2001 PT Cruiser. I loved it except for the gas mileage. We recently sold it to my MIL just because we don't really 'need' two cars. I miss it a little bit though. :'(
26. I have the worst memory ever. But it's only my short-term memory. I can remember stuff from ten+ years ago, but if my mom tells me to do something I pretty much instantly forget. Same with the customers at work...I have to ask them all at least two times before it finally clicks.
27. I was originally born in California and I love it there! Definitely would not be upset is the USMC moved us out there.
28. I love coffee shops. The smell, the drinks, everything. On one of our first dates, B and I sat in one for four hours and just talked. Loved it :)
29. I plan to own a bulldog one day (that's B's hint). They are so precious and aaaah I get all excited just thinking about it. Too bad they're so expensive...but it would be worth the investment *cough*.
30. My middle name is Nicole. Couldn't think of a good #30, so there you go!

the weird things I do when I miss him...

Well, they're not weird to me, and I bet some of you all do things like this too just because it's comforting when your husband is gone.

I swear, if I don't wear his USMC ring every day I feel weird. He gave it to me after boot camp because it ended up not fitting, and now I only take it off at work. Same with the dog tags. Honestly, I used to think it was weird when guys gave their girls a set, but now I don't like it when I don't have them on. I really do feel naked without them (like right now, I have a work party to go to tonight, and I took those and the ring off...but I feel so weird).

I caught myself listening to Eminem (!!!!) this morning while getting ready. I can't stand that kind of music, but hubs loves it (God knows why), so of course I had to listen to it too. The Recovery CD is what we (he) listened to on our whole TN trip so when I hear one of those songs it reminds me of our trip.

His clothes. Mmm. I found a Chicago Bulls shirt of his yesterday and immediately had to put it on. Imagine my excitement when I realized that, after six months, it STILL smells a tiiiiny bit like him. Not to mention the only jackets I wear anymore are either my USMC Wife hoodie or the black US Marines Under Armour jacket. Another one of those 'feels naked without it' kind of things.

Sigh. Hopefully by the New Year we'll have our own place. Webcam chatting is only exciting for so long.

my husband.

Bless his heart.

I don't think I give the poor man enough credit sometimes. He's one of the hardest working guys I know and I think I take that for granted occasionally. He's the one who up and joined the Marine Corps to better our future family, to give me the life I've wanted (stay at home mom) and to challenge himself. I admire him so much for that. While I currently enjoy sleeping nine hours a night, no firewatch, no hardcore PT sessions, home-cooked meals; he's getting to bed late, waking up at 0430, eating at a chow hall three meals a day, no hugs and kisses from his wife who dearly loves him. Sometimes I wonder if being a Marine is everything he thought it would be. Granted, all this schooling crap is tough on both of us; we're always wondering when we'll see each other again. We're both excited to start life with the fleet and have our own house together again.

He's so selfless and has a huge heart. I swear, my brother and B have the biggest hearts out of anyone else I know. Both of them always think of others before themselves, they'll give the last dollars in their wallets to someone who is hungry. My husband mentioned he wanted to bring some guys home from MOS school for Thanksgiving; I said DO IT because nothing breaks my heart more than people who are alone on holidays. B loves my little sister like his own, and watching the two of them together warms my heart. They are so cute together.

He turns 23 in 20 days. I feel like I've known him forever, but it's still only been two and a half short years. Oh, and what an adventure we've had! We've had ups and downs and highs and lows, but we've conquered and we're still here. Now, with a 75% divorce rate among USMC couples, we have more odds to overcome (not to mention our odds are already pretty low since we got married so young). However, THIS is the man I love and I will do anything for him. I can't even describe what he means to me, I just don't know the words to use. I just...love him.

i'm back!

Happy Halloween! Hope you have all had a great one so far. I indeed dressed up, I always do. I love Halloween! Marilyn Monroe...

Anyway, I was randomly inspired to write tonight because...I just haven't in a while. I feel so awkward blogging once in a blue moon like I have been lately. I do miss my frequent entries, but life just feels so blah lately. Hubby is doing great, he's currently awaiting MOS school to start. I'm praying we have orders for our duty station by the beginning of December. It's SO exciting for us to know we're going to be moving soon.

Above is B at his MCT graduation a couple weeks ago, right before the new sleeves down rule!

Hopefully I'll be back with more frequent entries, I read blogs like crazy, I just hardly ever keep mine up to date.

another phone call!

My night has been made! At 7:14 tonight I received an eight minute phone call from my Marine. <3 I totally was not expecting it tonight so of course it was a wonderful surprise. He told me all that they had been doing and learning. I'm so proud of him and cannot wait to see him! 9 more days!

Today was a loooong day at work. It was one of those days where literally nothing goes right, and I was so relieved when 4:30 finally rolled around. Ten hours at Subway just seems like eternity!

I love this picture of us. :)

hi guys, I miss you.

...as the title says.

...but most of all, I miss my husband. He graduated September 9th from recruit training, and OH MY GOSH is he different! But in a good way. I am so head over heels all over again.

He's currently at MCT school and I didn't think I could miss someone soooo much! I hate to say it, but it was much harder letting him go after his ten-day leave than when he left for boot camp. I'm not really sure why; maybe because he's changed so much and he treats me much differently (in a good way!). I'm so blessed to have him and just so darn proud of what he's accomplished, he deserved it more than anything.

Anyway, he has twelve days left of MCT and I get to go down and see him for that graduation. After that, he's whisked away to MOS school...he still doesn't know what his exact MOS is yet; hopefully we find out really soon. I want to know where we'll be stationed because the suspense is killing me!

Okay, time for a confession. I quit blogging here because it seemed to make the time go by super slow; I know it sounds dumb but it's true. I also felt like I sounded depressed all the time and I didn't want to come across that way. However, I have realized that I NEED the support of military spouses because civilians just don't get it.  They try to sympathize but they really don't know what I'm going through and what it's like to be apart from their man 24/7 with no communication, etc. So, please send some love and I'll get back in the habit of blogging! I've been reading all of the blogs I usually do but haven't been commenting or posting my own entries of course. I've realized what a wonderful support system you all have and I need something like that in my life! :)

Finally, a few pictures from graduation/our "honeymoon":

All Dressed Up 2

I finally get to do this again! Yay.

This is one of the coolest link-ups out there in Blogland, so please check it out! All Dressed Up.

Dress - Cato

Shoes - Cato find @ Goodwill

(can you tell I love that place?)

Looove these shoes!

Headband - handmade by me

Earrings - Brighton

Necklace - vintage hand-me-down

So please, link up and show your stuff!

Has anyone seen Dance Moms on Lifetime? That show is ridiculous. Those moms drive me crazy, and this is only the first time I've seen this! The kids on that show look so bored and unmotivated; doesn't help they have a total witch-with-a-b dance teacher!

a crafty weekend.

Well, I'm not mending this weekend, but I have been parked behind the sewing machine and craft table for pretty much the whole day.

I get on these big crafting kicks and will do nothing but craft for hours at a time, then something will go wrong and I'll get all ticked off and slam everything back in the box and not touch it for weeks. You see, I am a perfectionist and this is how we do things. Something doesn't go right the first time? Fine. Just get a big attitude and throw it in the box to "work on later."

Nope, not this weekend. I've had a project in mind for a while; my own version of this. It was my plan to make it for B's graduation and put it in a special frame. Well, I did it today. Yes, I actually completed a project the first time I sat down to do it. And man, was it easy. The only mishap I had was an incorrectly embroidered e which I fixed by adding a few extra stitches. I tried to get a picture of it, but it's eleven at night and just really hard to get a good picture right now.

I got kind of emotional while making it, it has a line from our song, and it's just really special. I'm going to guarantee you he will shed a tear. Or two. He may be fresh out of boot camp when he gets it, but I think it will still get to him the same way it would any other day. I. Can't. Wait.

B told me that every Sunday during church this song is played. He told me I have to listen to it, and the first time I hear it I thought it was severely depressing and couldn't understand why they would make the recruits listen to that. Now that I've seen the music video I totally get it and LOVE the song. It makes me cry too.

What are you guys up to this weekend? Any crafts? Emotional moments?

(c) Erin Rena on Flickr

7 weeks!

So that title makes it sound like I'm pregnant...but no, I'm not. :) Just thought I'd throw that out there.

I got two letters in the mail yesterday so I will highlight what he said without revealing too much of anything:

-He earned his tan belt in MCMAP
-He gets his picture taken in his blue sometime this week
-Gas chamber was on Tuesday
-7 weeks til he becomes a Marine, 8 weeks til he sees me :)
-He said they get liberty one Sunday near graduation so I need to expect a phone call.

Overall he is doing great, I'm so proud of him. I can already tell how different he sounds in his letters, he is so much more confident and sure of himself.

I suppose I'm doing great too, when he said "7 weeks until I become a Marine" it made me realize how quickly time has gone by. He's already halfway done! On June 1st I was dreading every aspect of this being separated all summer, but now I'm just so proud of him for what he's doing for him and me.

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I didn't get around to All Dressed Up yesterday; I had to work during the day and my outfit certainly wasn't ADU-worthy. Hopefully next week! Hope you all are having a great week so far.

my awesome brother.

My brother graduated Army basic training on Friday. I am so, so proud of him. He has matured so much over the past few months.

(excuse the blurriness...I stole these from his cell phone) :)

He's been my best friend since I can even remember, we have always been attached at the hip and always think of the other one when making plans. We've had our share of staying up too late, playing video games, eating sour candy, watching dumb movies,  making late-night Wal-Mart runs; but they're our favorite memories and things we just enjoy doing together.

I have talked to him so much over this weekend, and I keep ending the phone calls with the same thought: Man, he's awesome. I am so lucky to have him for my brother! He has the biggest heart out of anyone I know, and I mean anyone. He is so compassionate and giving, he's even literally given the shirt off his back to someone who didn't have one.

These past few months have been difficult for me, letting go of him, in a way. He's an adult now, in an adult world, with an adult job and adult friends. However, I still know he is always there for me and will always listen and not judge or tell anyone anything I say, which I really admire.

I've been trying to add some more pics but once again Blogger does not like them. Whyyy does this keep happening?!?

In other news, B is doing well from what I do know. I don't get near as many letters as I used to. I do know he goes through the gas chamber tomorrow, so naturally I'm a little worried. I am sure he'll be alright though; it's just the worrywart in me coming out.

Good night, all. :o)

"After a girl is grown, her little brothers...become her protectors." ~Terri Guillemets

Song Link Up Week 21

It's that time again! Link up with Goodnight Moon to get in on the fun :)

I found this version of Poker Face a while ago...but this song has been stuck in my head alllll week! Chris Daughtry did a great job.

favorite USMC pictures.

I feel these deserve a post of their own because...they just do.

(c) Roger Sieber on flickr

(c) Melinda Applegate on flickr

(c) Marines on flickr

(c) David Gregg on flickr

(c) David Gregg on flickr



All Dressed Up

My first All Dressed Up! Head over to her blog and you will be completely wowed. Lady is absolutely gorgeus, her wardrobe is to die for, AND she's a Marine wife! How awesome is that (not to mention she totally has the 50's look going on, which I love love loveee).

Well, my outfit today is definitely not fifties related whatsoever, but I still love it! I'm actually not going anywhere today, so I pretty much got dressed up to enjoy my day off at home catching up on blogs and sewing (I have an exciting life).

dress - a boutique on Main Street

shoes - Cato

hair flower - handmade by me!

I'm wearing lipstick today...can you believe it?

Me either.

I totally meant to do my hair for the first couple pictures...but obviously that didn't happen.

Too bad B isn't here to see this outfit, I'm pretty sure he'd like it. Either like it or say something like, "Cover your shoulders up!" He's just a tad protective.

new URL (and blog title)

I feel like I have had too many names/urls going all over the place with this blog and needed to condense everything into ONE name.

One night as I was laying in bed the name "That Recruit's Wife" jumped into my head and I've used that on my banner ever since. However, my url didn't ever say that so I think people got confused.

From now on:

URL: http://www.thatrecruitswife.blogspot.com/

Blog name: That Recruit's Wife

Thanks for following, we're growing sloooowly but surely! Stay tuned for my first attempt at No Model Lady's All Dressed Up!

the perks of working with the public.

(just sometimes, though)

There's this customer who comes in on a semi-regular basis; he's a retired Navy chaplain who has done a lot of work with Marines. He's always telling me about something military related, offering advice, stuff like that.

So today he comes in with this present for me; and guess what it is?

That print on a metal poster!

I loveeee it, of course. That's totally a picture of my fifties-alter-ego self.

I mean, how awesome is that? That is why I like working there; because there are still genuine people who really care and what to make you happy. This guy could be like my grandpa, we have a relationship almost as good as blood family.

So as you can tell, that totally made my day. I would send a picture of it to B but those recruits might get their panties in a wad if they see some female legs, so never mind. He'll just have to wait and see it when he comes home :)

In other news; I have booked our "honeymoon!" We didn't get a real one when we got married (a product of getting married so young) so we're definitely going to enjoy ourselves. I only booked it for three nights, but part of me wants to stay longer. We'll see how the cards are played.

I tried to upload pictures of my new [to me] awesome red dress, but Blogger apparently doesn't like it. :'( Hopefully tomorrow!

someone, tell me I'm not alone in this.

Over the past month, I have added nine pairs of shoes to my already ridiculous collection.

And that's not even a quarter of the other clothes, accessories, and jewelry I have accumulated.

It seems that every since B left I buy anything I look at or try on. They have always said that shopping fills some kind of void in one's life, and...well, my void is pretty big. I know that having a ton of stuff isn't going to make things better, especially since everything is pretty much a spur-of-the-moment decision, but for some reason I still do it. I even went to apply for credit at one of my favorite stores yesterday...and it was a blessing in disguise that I couldn't get it right then (they're going to mail me an application for whatever reason) because I could have easily racked up some charges in a heartbeat.

B doesn't know about this, and he definitely won't when he comes back. I don't want him to think I'm going to turn into a crazy shopaholic whenever he leaves, even if it seems that way now... *sigh*

But really, I  have realized that this is a problem. Watching my checking account and wallet contents slowly swindle away is enough of a reality check for me.

So, I know there has got to be at least someone who has done something crazy to cope with loneliness. One of you come out and tell me, please, so I know I don't have a serious problem. Also tell me what made you snap back to reality and get a hold of yourself.

(C) J'adore Allure

Happy weekend, loves.

new header.

Just in case you can't tell...there's a new header up there! My editing skills are very very limited, and I have no money to pay anyone to make one for me. So...that's what it is for now. If anyone wants to give me a free banner, I'll take it! :)

But anyway, just wanted to share that small bit of information with you. I'm trying to make this look more "professional." If anyone can tell me how to easily get the buttons underneath the header (like when people have cute icons for 'home', 'about us', 'our story', etc) I'd love to know. I can't seem to figure it out.

Song Link-Up Week 20

I love Snow Patrol lately. Their songs are so sweet and make me smile. :) This is one of the first ones I heard by this band and I love it! Head over to Goodnight Moon to link up with us!

Why I chose not to go to college.

(if i could do my hair like that every day...i totally would)

(all images from http://www.beautyineverything.com/ random search)

In today's world I feel like there is so much pressure on going to college. I have gotten the impression that unless you go to college and get some type of degree, you are not sucessful. Well guess what? I'm apparently an epic failure because I got married really young (and wasn't pregnant, so haha to those who thought I was) and didn't go to college! *gasp* What in the world is wrong with me?!


Nothing.


I never really wanted to go to college. I didn't see the point in going, spending all that money for a degree I never really wanted in the first place. I went attempted the CNA class two times at the community college, but dropped out both times because my heart was not in it at all. The second time I took it was in January, and I was only doing it so my husband and I could have more money and I could work better hours; my heart was never in it at all. And the first time I enrolled...I only did it because I felt extremely pressured and didn't want to feel like a "loser" for not going.


All I have ever really wanted to be was a mom. Plain and simple. A housewife, a mother to lots of little children. I have recently started telling people that when I grow up, I want to be a 50's housewife. (Not to mention I LOVE the 50's clothing style...so I would love if I could dress like that every day...just because) Of course I get strange looks, but who cares! I quit caring what people think a couple years ago when I met B and fell in love with him two days later.


Being a SAHM and wife is a calling in my life that I have felt since I was probably 16 or 17. I want to be the one who is always there for my kids, no matter what. I don't want to send them to other care providers all the time when I'm the one that will always provide the best care and best environment. I want to be there for them 24/7, always available and always ready for whatever comes our way. I don't know whether or not I will homeschool yet, however I do have a husband who is in support of it and it is definitely more of an idea now that we're entering into the military world. We will cross that bridge when we get to it. I just know that I learned way more being homeschooled than I would have being in public school systems, I graduated aaalmost two years early, I was able to work at my own pace (whether that meant doing three lessons of one subject per day, or just taking the day off because I felt like it). I pretty much taught myself all that I know math/English-wise and I'd love for my kids to do the same.


Now, being a housewife? That is obviously the 'job' that will come before motherhood (unless God intervenes...). On one of our first few dates at a coffee shop, B sat down and looked me in the eye and said, "I will do what it takes for you to fulfill your biggest dream, what is it?" and I told him. He told me it may not come in the exact timing that we want it to, but that he will work as hard as he can so I can be who I want to be. Being in the Marines was not the path he was originally going to take to reach this dream, but it's the path we're being led down and we don't dare veer off it now. The days I got to stay at home (only on days where I was totally off work) and clean, cook, and do things for him made me the happiest, and he was happy to. I love making him feel appreciated and seeing his face light up when there's an unexpected chocolate cake on the table. Those are the moments I love and I want a lifetime full of them.


Phew, now that I have all that off my chest. I hope you all don't think I'm a crazy, brainwashed idiot. Because I'm not. I know what I want in life, and God is providing. I shouldn't have to explain myself! I thank God for blessing me with a husband I have taken for granted at times, and I thank Him for letting me have another chance at this 50's housewife job! :)

afterthought: what the heck is up with Blogger and it's crazy spacing issues?!?! i have edited this so many times but all the lines between the paragraphs are seriously killing me!!! {now i think it's fixed...sorry for that rant)

this isn't so bad.

Well lovely readers, no mail today of course. And nothing on Saturday, so I'm expecting some serious letters on Tuesday! I've been getting so spoiled recieving something every day, and the days just drag and drag when I don't find anything in our little red mail box.

So since today is the 4th of July and all, my family and I were supposed to go see fireworks at a park nearby. But of course, it had to rain and ruin our plans. I hate when stuff like this happens! I'm a sucker for some fireworks, and now it will have to wait until next year.

I miss B a lot. I'm constantly so lost in thought remembering things about him and us. Today, mom and I were driving through a parking lot and I interrupted her and said, "Aw, this is where we had our first kiss, right over there..." Never thought the first time I kissed him would be in a parking lot...but whatever. It worked for us.

Or the times I blurt out in the middle of a conversation: "I wonder what he's doing right at this minute." Oh, I'll tell you what he's doing right now...SLEEPING. My recruit apparently sleeps from 8pm to 3:30am and is awoken by DI's screaming, "LIGHTS! LIGHTS! LIGHTS!" At least that's what his letters tell me.

I have this routine I have to do at bedtime now; at least most nights I do it. I'll write him a letter, look through our photo album (which is sooo lacking on pictures), randomly read a few of the letters he's written me, and maybe write some more on his letter before cramming it in an envelope so I don't write too much and get all mushy and lovey-dovey sounding. Because that is so not cool to send to Parris Island.

I never thought that my husband; the quiet, cocky, open, whirlwind would be at USMC boot camp. This never even crossed our minds back in the early days, yet here we are because it's the road we've decided to cross in our life.

I just can't wait to see him on graduation day (assuming his knee won't give him any more problems, landing him in MRP). Now that will be indredible.