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Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Girly Weekend!
Laura got here on Thursday and it has been a fly-by-the-seat-of-our-pants kind of weekend. Thursday we went shopping, came home to drink wine, and watched Twilight. Friday morning we got up and packed the car and headed to Seattle to catch the ferry. 
We drove all the way around the peninsulas and headed up 101 toward Port Angeles. As soon as we hit Port Angeles, we went shopping!
There was some horrible woman who was trying to convince everyone in the store that it was stupid to buy things from Twilight because it wasn't even filmed in Forks. She must not read. Stupid, horrible woman. After shopping, we walked up and down the main street of stores (where I bought the cutest pair of shorts) and then ended at Bella Italia for a late lunch/early dinner. We enjoyed a couple of (very expensive) glasses of wine, and I realized that I DO have cleavage! I also, of course, had to have the mushroom ravioli (it made me horribly sick about 6 hours later).
After we ate, we headed to our end-destination...FORKS! We did our own version of a Twilight tour and visited the hospital,
the police department,
Bella's truck, 
the high school, 
, the Swan house,
and our favorite, the Cullen house. 
Edward was home, he just couldn't come out because it was so freaking sunny. He was sad. So were we.
We headed out of Forks yesterday and drove down the coast toward home. Last night was pizza and cream soda and girly movies.
Today, we're heading to Seattle, hoping to avoid the crazy amounts of traffic and the crazy amounts of hippies (at the folk-life festival). So there will be more updates to come.
Yay for sparkly girly weekends!
We drove all the way around the peninsulas and headed up 101 toward Port Angeles. As soon as we hit Port Angeles, we went shopping!
There was some horrible woman who was trying to convince everyone in the store that it was stupid to buy things from Twilight because it wasn't even filmed in Forks. She must not read. Stupid, horrible woman. After shopping, we walked up and down the main street of stores (where I bought the cutest pair of shorts) and then ended at Bella Italia for a late lunch/early dinner. We enjoyed a couple of (very expensive) glasses of wine, and I realized that I DO have cleavage! I also, of course, had to have the mushroom ravioli (it made me horribly sick about 6 hours later).
After we ate, we headed to our end-destination...FORKS! We did our own version of a Twilight tour and visited the hospital,
the police department,
Bella's truck, 
the high school, 
, the Swan house, 
and our favorite, the Cullen house. 
Edward was home, he just couldn't come out because it was so freaking sunny. He was sad. So were we.
We headed out of Forks yesterday and drove down the coast toward home. Last night was pizza and cream soda and girly movies.
Today, we're heading to Seattle, hoping to avoid the crazy amounts of traffic and the crazy amounts of hippies (at the folk-life festival). So there will be more updates to come.
Yay for sparkly girly weekends!
Sunday, May 17, 2009
My "I Love You" surprise from Shawn
It started with a few pointed statements in Shawn's emails; things like "I'm sending you something big soon - you might need a strapping man's help getting it in the house" and "I'll be home sooner than you think".
Then we had our May FRG meeting yesterday at the armory and Nick (AKA SFC Erickson, AKA rear-D) asked me in passing a simple question that put all of Shawn's recent mushy emails into a new context. Nick asked if I was excited about seeing Shawn in a couple of weeks.
WHAT?!?!?!?!?
So I sent Shawn a little email telling him about the secret that "a little birdie" told me.
Shawn emailed this morning that Erickson was going to pay a heavy price for spilling the beans to me. Apparently, according to Stephanie - Shawn's roommate's girlfriend of 5 years - Shawn has been planning this for a long time and Stephanie has been dying to tell me but was sworn to secrecy.
Oh well. Now I know! I promised Shawn that he still has the opportunity to surprise me because I don't know any of the specifics.
All I do know is that after spending the last 9 months assuming we wouldn't be one of the lucky ones to get R&R, I'm ever grateful that we in fact are going to get those special two weeks together.
I so can't wait!!
Then we had our May FRG meeting yesterday at the armory and Nick (AKA SFC Erickson, AKA rear-D) asked me in passing a simple question that put all of Shawn's recent mushy emails into a new context. Nick asked if I was excited about seeing Shawn in a couple of weeks.
WHAT?!?!?!?!?
So I sent Shawn a little email telling him about the secret that "a little birdie" told me.
Shawn emailed this morning that Erickson was going to pay a heavy price for spilling the beans to me. Apparently, according to Stephanie - Shawn's roommate's girlfriend of 5 years - Shawn has been planning this for a long time and Stephanie has been dying to tell me but was sworn to secrecy.
Oh well. Now I know! I promised Shawn that he still has the opportunity to surprise me because I don't know any of the specifics.
All I do know is that after spending the last 9 months assuming we wouldn't be one of the lucky ones to get R&R, I'm ever grateful that we in fact are going to get those special two weeks together.
I so can't wait!!
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Bittersweet
This wish for a happy mother's day is especially for those whose children were just too precious and beautiful for Earth. I love you all. Happy MOMMY'S day to my beautiful Angel Mommies.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
The Most Boring Game Ever
This past Saturday night was the Mariners' Armed Forces Appreciation game, which basically means they had all the tickets at discounted prices and there were lots of service members in uniform present.
Pete and I got stuck in traffic because there was also a Supercross show going on across the street at Qwest Field and apparently the entire state of Washington arrived to attend at least one of the events. Anyway, we ended up missing the opening ceremonies when they did all the military stuff. When we got to our seats there was an old man and his very, very big son with him. Plus, the seats were smack dab in the middle of the row and I didn't feel like climbing over everyone so we just sat a few rows back in some empty seats.
I got myself some nachos and a beer and Pete had some peanuts. And we spent the next hour or so just waiting for someone (anyone) to get a run. I think some time in the 6th inning, the Tigers got two runs. And that's about when Pete decided he wanted some Rally Fries. So we walked around and he stood in line to wait for his fries. And that was about it until the game was over (2-0 Tigers).
About the most exciting thing that happened was that while waiting in line for my second beer I ran into an old classmate who I've known since I was 12. We went to middle school, high school, and college together and haven't seen each other for about 6 years. During our junior year of college, we were paired to dance the waltz at our annual luau. That was awkward, seeing as how his recent ex-girlfriend had ditched him as had mine and that's how we got paired and every other dancing couple in the waltz was an actual lovey-dovey couple. But we ended up having fun with it. The cool part about running into Mike was that he kept telling me over and over how good I looked. A much-needed stroke to my ego. Lord knows it's not coming from anywhere else!
(P.S. Anyone from Kamehameha will understand the shock of seeing Mike wearing this t-shirt!)
Anyway, after the game, I decided I wanted to have a little more alcohol, but I wasn't interested in paying $8 a beer anymore, so I suggested we go hit a bar before going home. Of course, on the way there I decided I was just too tired to do that, so we swung by Safeway, picked up some cheap wine and a pizza and headed to the house. However some time between getting a shower and actually drinking the wine, Pete and I both passed out on the couch. Some time around 5am, the animals started climbing up on top of me, so I scooted off to bed for another couple of hours.
Yep, a pretty uneventful day. But it was at least good to spend time with the bro for a bit.
Pete and I got stuck in traffic because there was also a Supercross show going on across the street at Qwest Field and apparently the entire state of Washington arrived to attend at least one of the events. Anyway, we ended up missing the opening ceremonies when they did all the military stuff. When we got to our seats there was an old man and his very, very big son with him. Plus, the seats were smack dab in the middle of the row and I didn't feel like climbing over everyone so we just sat a few rows back in some empty seats.
I got myself some nachos and a beer and Pete had some peanuts. And we spent the next hour or so just waiting for someone (anyone) to get a run. I think some time in the 6th inning, the Tigers got two runs. And that's about when Pete decided he wanted some Rally Fries. So we walked around and he stood in line to wait for his fries. And that was about it until the game was over (2-0 Tigers).
About the most exciting thing that happened was that while waiting in line for my second beer I ran into an old classmate who I've known since I was 12. We went to middle school, high school, and college together and haven't seen each other for about 6 years. During our junior year of college, we were paired to dance the waltz at our annual luau. That was awkward, seeing as how his recent ex-girlfriend had ditched him as had mine and that's how we got paired and every other dancing couple in the waltz was an actual lovey-dovey couple. But we ended up having fun with it. The cool part about running into Mike was that he kept telling me over and over how good I looked. A much-needed stroke to my ego. Lord knows it's not coming from anywhere else!
(P.S. Anyone from Kamehameha will understand the shock of seeing Mike wearing this t-shirt!)
Anyway, after the game, I decided I wanted to have a little more alcohol, but I wasn't interested in paying $8 a beer anymore, so I suggested we go hit a bar before going home. Of course, on the way there I decided I was just too tired to do that, so we swung by Safeway, picked up some cheap wine and a pizza and headed to the house. However some time between getting a shower and actually drinking the wine, Pete and I both passed out on the couch. Some time around 5am, the animals started climbing up on top of me, so I scooted off to bed for another couple of hours.
Yep, a pretty uneventful day. But it was at least good to spend time with the bro for a bit.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Shawn's Birthday Present
So I finally got Shawn's box finished and mailed yesterday. Along with a whole mass of oatmeal cream pies, I also sent him my target from some shooting I did recently (he'd be proud), this pillow, 
and this video:
I think he'll like his present!
and this video:
I think he'll like his present!
Friday, April 17, 2009
Twilight Widower
Shawn is a "Twilight Widower". I've been so caught up in the stories that I've completely failed to mail his birthday box - yes, I know his birthday was two days ago.
So far, I've made it through Twilight and New Moon as well as the unedited, unpublished Midnight Sun (on Stephenie Meyer's website) in the last two weeks. Tonight, I'll start on Eclipse. If you've already read through the entire series, no spoilers, please, or I'll hunt you down and ship you off to the Volturi!
I'm having fun with it, too. Even more amazing: I woke up this morning with an incredible migraine and spent the whole day at work waiting for the moment I could finally crawl back into bed and shut out all the pain and nausea. But as soon as I hit the door, I was on my back on the couch, book in hand. It took me about a half an hour to realize that I was so absorbed in the plot that it had completely distracted me from the aching in my entire body. So I decided to just keep it up - if reading staved off my migraine, then I might as well just keep on reading. I managed to read 338 pages tonight and off the book.
I'm vowing to finish Shawn's box in the morning and get it mailed. My reward for staying on task? Reading Eclipse! :)
Seriously, who wouldn't be enthralled with the most romantic (and surprisingly realistic...ya know, except for the whole he's-a-vampire thing) tale of first love ever told?
So far, I've made it through Twilight and New Moon as well as the unedited, unpublished Midnight Sun (on Stephenie Meyer's website) in the last two weeks. Tonight, I'll start on Eclipse. If you've already read through the entire series, no spoilers, please, or I'll hunt you down and ship you off to the Volturi!
I'm having fun with it, too. Even more amazing: I woke up this morning with an incredible migraine and spent the whole day at work waiting for the moment I could finally crawl back into bed and shut out all the pain and nausea. But as soon as I hit the door, I was on my back on the couch, book in hand. It took me about a half an hour to realize that I was so absorbed in the plot that it had completely distracted me from the aching in my entire body. So I decided to just keep it up - if reading staved off my migraine, then I might as well just keep on reading. I managed to read 338 pages tonight and off the book.
I'm vowing to finish Shawn's box in the morning and get it mailed. My reward for staying on task? Reading Eclipse! :)
Seriously, who wouldn't be enthralled with the most romantic (and surprisingly realistic...ya know, except for the whole he's-a-vampire thing) tale of first love ever told?
Update on Fletch
I got word back from Fletch yesterday. He is doing fine. Without putting too much info out there, he's out of Madigan and staying at Ft. Lewis for now until he can get completely healed up.
He didn't sound all that thrilled to be back here. And if you know Fletcher, you know why. He's a big, burly go-get-'em type. He's the one person of all Shawn's soldiers who made the deployments easier because I knew he's a no-questions-asked kind of soldier. He's covered Shawn in ways other soldiers would hesitate. I know that when Shawn's got Fletcher by his side, nothing is going to destroy them short of a nuclear bomb targeted right at their heads, and even then there's still a chance Fletcher will squirrel them out of there. This isn't to say that Shawn's not a good fighter, but when he's with Fletch I know that he is equally matched and won't expend extra time and energy covering someone who needs help.
Keep Fletcher in your prayers so he can heal up quick and head to Afghanistan with Shawn, as planned.
He didn't sound all that thrilled to be back here. And if you know Fletcher, you know why. He's a big, burly go-get-'em type. He's the one person of all Shawn's soldiers who made the deployments easier because I knew he's a no-questions-asked kind of soldier. He's covered Shawn in ways other soldiers would hesitate. I know that when Shawn's got Fletcher by his side, nothing is going to destroy them short of a nuclear bomb targeted right at their heads, and even then there's still a chance Fletcher will squirrel them out of there. This isn't to say that Shawn's not a good fighter, but when he's with Fletch I know that he is equally matched and won't expend extra time and energy covering someone who needs help.
Keep Fletcher in your prayers so he can heal up quick and head to Afghanistan with Shawn, as planned.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Happy Birthday, Shawn!
My hubby is 41 today!! Yep, that's right - he's a tax baby. :)
Somehow, he's managed to be deployed for the last six birthdays, so we've never celebrated one together. :( He'll be gone again next year, too. He says they don't count if he's not here to celebrate them. So then by the time he's home to have a birthday, I'll be older than he is!!
Happy Birthday, baby!
He's gonna hate me for putting that picture up! Oh well!
Somehow, he's managed to be deployed for the last six birthdays, so we've never celebrated one together. :( He'll be gone again next year, too. He says they don't count if he's not here to celebrate them. So then by the time he's home to have a birthday, I'll be older than he is!!
Happy Birthday, baby!
He's gonna hate me for putting that picture up! Oh well!
Monday, April 13, 2009
I like sparkles!
I know I've been MIA again, but I have good reasons! I met someone new. He sparkles in the sun! :) Oh stop worrying. My friend, Laura, is a die hard Twilight fan and since she's coming to Washington next month for the first time ever, she wanted me to take her to Forks, WA, home of Edward Cullen and Bella Swan. Realizing that I'd probably enjoy it more if I at least watched the movie, I NetFlixed Twilight and was immediately hooked. So I bought the first book for myself and started reading the 500 page novel...5 days ago...and I'm half-way through the final chapter. It's sooooo good! My box with the next two books in the series, the DVD, and the soundtrack arrived today, so I'm well on my way to becoming the next Twilight addict. So yes, reading (and fantacizing about Edward Cullen wisping me away into his secret meadow) has become my number one activity as of late.
A few updates on the deployment: we're almost done! The time seems to have flown by. I guess when you're busy it really REALLY helps. We had our first injuries a little over a week ago. A friend of ours, Harley, was smacked, but came out of it unscathed. Good for him, that stud.
Another good friend, Fletcher, got hit hard and took some shrapnel in both his legs. He's going to be okay, but he was sent home due to the severity of his injuries. I just hope he is able to continue riding his Harley (the motorcycle, not to be confused with Harley, the person) after all is said and done.
By the way, ladies, the last I heard he was single! I tried hooking one of my friends up with him, but she was too uncomfortable with the age difference. I tell you what, though, if it wasn't for Shawn I'd totally be chasing Fletch down! Legs or no!
I'm going to our National Guard Family Programs workshop in two weeks. I'll be staying for two nights at the Hyatt and attending breakout sessions during the days. It's a big thing put on by Operation Yellow Ribbon as part of the redeployment and reunion process for the families. A whole bunch of us are going, and I always relish a chance to stay in a nice hotel (for free, I might add).
This coming Saturday is military appreciation night at the Mariner's so I'm going with Petey-poo. As of now, he's still leaving in the June/July timeframe.
Shawn's good - he's got the Iraqi-itis bug as I call it. If you're super curious, I'll tell ya, but it's not something to learn about if you're queasy.
Anyway, Shawn may be getting leave afterall. They had originally wanted to send him to Ft. McCoy to train up the replacement team for three weeks, but changed their minds (as the Army always will do). They are still offering him two weeks leave before coming home, though. If he turns it down, that will mean 78 days of paid leave after he demobs. Sweet vacation time!! I just have to remember that unlike Shawn,
I don't have that much leave time! :) We'll see, though. We've been talking about a trip to Mexico and a lot of camping time. Just us, a tent, and our boots he he.
That's all for now! Stay sparkly!
A few updates on the deployment: we're almost done! The time seems to have flown by. I guess when you're busy it really REALLY helps. We had our first injuries a little over a week ago. A friend of ours, Harley, was smacked, but came out of it unscathed. Good for him, that stud.
Another good friend, Fletcher, got hit hard and took some shrapnel in both his legs. He's going to be okay, but he was sent home due to the severity of his injuries. I just hope he is able to continue riding his Harley (the motorcycle, not to be confused with Harley, the person) after all is said and done.
By the way, ladies, the last I heard he was single! I tried hooking one of my friends up with him, but she was too uncomfortable with the age difference. I tell you what, though, if it wasn't for Shawn I'd totally be chasing Fletch down! Legs or no!
I'm going to our National Guard Family Programs workshop in two weeks. I'll be staying for two nights at the Hyatt and attending breakout sessions during the days. It's a big thing put on by Operation Yellow Ribbon as part of the redeployment and reunion process for the families. A whole bunch of us are going, and I always relish a chance to stay in a nice hotel (for free, I might add).
This coming Saturday is military appreciation night at the Mariner's so I'm going with Petey-poo. As of now, he's still leaving in the June/July timeframe.
Shawn's good - he's got the Iraqi-itis bug as I call it. If you're super curious, I'll tell ya, but it's not something to learn about if you're queasy.
Anyway, Shawn may be getting leave afterall. They had originally wanted to send him to Ft. McCoy to train up the replacement team for three weeks, but changed their minds (as the Army always will do). They are still offering him two weeks leave before coming home, though. If he turns it down, that will mean 78 days of paid leave after he demobs. Sweet vacation time!! I just have to remember that unlike Shawn,
I don't have that much leave time! :) We'll see, though. We've been talking about a trip to Mexico and a lot of camping time. Just us, a tent, and our boots he he.
That's all for now! Stay sparkly!
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