Ahhh! & Day 4

Okay, so I'm a little behind on my30 day project but give me a break! Ha. I've been packing and moving stuff like crazy the past couple days. I can't believe how quickly I've been able to get this done. I'm so glad that a few people have helped me along the way. I'm almost out of the apartment. It makes me sad because that was the Resor's first place, but it will all work out in the end. I now have the social support and am organized for when we have to move to our PDS. Getting to the PDS would be awesome if time would just HURRY UP!!!

Okay, enough of that, I'll get back on topic.

The 4th day of the 30 day project asks me what my favorite book is....(and I'm -not- a reader). That being said, I've only read, throughouly, maybe 5 books (novels) my entire life. Yea, I was that girl. The one that would cheat on her "book reports" in middle school, or while writing a "book review" I'd just say the heck with it and look up sparknotes! haha. I'm allowed to admit that now that I have my bachelor degree (and yes, I got good grades, I was just good in math). I'm trying to get better about reading. I really liked "Dear John" by Nicholas Sparks. I liked that book because I could -sorta- relate to what was written, however, watching the movie ruined the book for me. So yeah, I didn't really answer the question, but danced around it. If I had a gun pointed at my head to make me choose my favorite book, I think I'd say "Dear John". :)

A Packing Whirlwind

What a day it has been. I'm still packing numerous boxes and every so often I find an accessory of Evan's 8 million things to do with the Marine Corps. I've finally just got together everything and thrown it into a shoe box. You can tell I didn't organize that stuff! If I did organize it, he would have everything he needed in Pensacola. Hmm. Go figure.

I've also been feeling quite silly packing up things that are fragile. For instance, I packed up our glasses (cups) and I used our dish towels and plastic bags to protect them! Hopefully that works. Improvise, adapt, and overcome? Yeah I think so!!! hahaha.

Then, I get to the canisters on our kitchen counter and think, hmmm does brown sugar and/or flour go bad? I came to the conclusion that I didn't think so and just packed them away instead of throwing the contents away. Yes, this is me, I'm the keep-everything-it-might-come-in-handy-cheap-person! My husband gets so mad. It's like, Jess, it is only $2, throw it away and we'll get some later. Nah, babe, I'll just keep it! That $2 will add up some day!

On that same topic of keeping everything...I've kept most of the boxes we had from random stuff. For example, when we moved here, my father-in-law helped us move and had lots of things shipped to us. What did I do?! I kept almost all of the boxes! I even collapsed quite a few of them so we could store them easier! I also kept 80% of the boxes that things came in. For example, I have these boxes; tupperware, george foreman, pots and pans, glassware, printer, etc. It makes my husband so mad that I've kept almost every practical box known to man, but hey, I figure we'd be moving a lot, so why not!?! And guess who was right?! This girl! Mmmhmm...Those boxes are coming in handy now!!! Ohhh, burn! HA! Oh and another thing I made my husband do...I saw a big bin (the big plastic ones with a lid) near the dumpster one day and this is how the conversation went;

Me: "Hey, I think we could use that!"

Him: "Then you're digging it out of the dumpster."

Me: "Just pick it up and take it upstairs."

Him: "Okay, fine, but I'm done with it after that."

Me: "Wait, let me see what it looks like inside."

-opening it up-

Me: "Ew, that's gross."

Him: "Okay it's going back in the trash!"

Me: "No no no! You can clean it out!"

Him: "Okay fine".

-takes it upstairs and throws it in the extra bedroom-

Now, you see, he was SUPPOSED to clean it out. Guess who didn't clean it out?! Yeah, he left it for ME to clean out. Go figure. So now it's in our bathtub waiting on me to come clean it out. Too bad we don't have a hose. Grrr. Maybe I could give the cat a bath in it?!?! Ha! Just kidding!

Welp, I have a mess of an apartment to get back to. Gotta turn my music up loud and dance around singing, errr, I mean packing! Have a lovely day!

Day 3: TV Show

Welp, today is day 3 of my 30 Day Project. What is my favorite TV show? -drum roll please- LOST is the winner!!!! I love love love LOST. My husband and I both watch it and we are sad that it's coming to an end. We own the first 5 seasons on DVD and will be owning the last season. It's one of those shows that you love to hate and hate to love. Once you stop watching it, there's no getting back in it. I also love Grey's Anatomy, Private Practice, House, CSI, and Army Wives. I could sit and watch ABC, CBS, NBC, or Lifetime all night long, every night if I had to!

Day 2: Movie

Sometimes I may have two posts a day, but that's simply because I am doing a 30 day project. Today is day 2 and it's a "my favorite movie" day. Well, I have many favorite movies, just like songs. My favorite movie of all time would probably have to be The Notebook, but what girl doesn't like that movie! So, I'm a sucker for romantic movies, but I really like scary movies. I'm in love with the SAW series! As creepy as it sounds, I just love those movies. They're like a big mystery.

Getting Somewhere

30 Day Project

One of my followers and fellow Marine Wife posted this on her blog and I thought it'd be neat to do! I'll probably have more then one post a day in the upcoming month, but one post will be directly towards this. Some of you may be friends with me on facebook. I do a "365 Days with the Resor's" picture album, so I just love things like these!! The days are as followed;

Day 01 -Your favorite song

Day 02 - Your favorite movie

Day 03 - Your favorite television program

Day 04 - Your favorite book

Day 05 - Your favorite quote

Day 06 - Whatever tickles your fancy

Day 07 - A photo that makes you happy

Day 08 - A photo that makes you angry/sad

Day 09 - A photo you took

Day 10 - A photo of you taken over ten years ago

Day 11 - A photo of you taken recently

Day 12 - Whatever tickles your fancy

Day 13 - A fictional book

Day 14 - A non-fictional book

Day 15 - A fanfic

Day 16 - A song that makes you cry (or nearly)

Day 17 - An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)

Day 18 - Whatever tickles your fancy

Day 19 - A talent of yours

Day 20 - A hobby of yours

Day 21 - A recipe

Day 22 - A website

Day 23 - A YouTube video

Day 24 - Whatever tickles your fancy

Day 25 - Your day, in great detail

Day 26 - Your week, in great detail

Day 27 - This month, in great detail

Day 28 - This year, in great detail

Day 29 - Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days

Day 30 - Whatever tickles your fancy

Day 1: My favorite song.

This one is tough! I have so many songs that I absolutely love, I feel like it's impossible to pick just one. If you ask me tomorrow I'd tell you a whole different song because it just depends on the mood I'm in! haha! Today my favorite song would have to be "The House that Built Me" By Miranda Lambert. Most of the songs I love apply to me.

Blog Hop!

I'm a 21 year old Marine Wife.

I married Evan October 12, 2009.

He truly is the best thing that has happened to me.

I grew up in a hicktown-blink-of-an-eye "village" in Ohio.

We claim we're from Cincinnati, because it's just easier that way.

I live in California currently.

Cincinnati Bearcats basketball is the best.

Ohio State football rocks.

NFL team is the Bengals. WHO DEY!

MLB is of course the reds.

I am Cincinnati all the way.

I was 5th in my high school class (out of 148).

I have my Bachelor of Arts degree in Business Administration with a concentration in Management.

I am a Christian.

I love the color green.

I was in 4-H and FFA growing up.

I showed livestock at the fair, including hogs, feeder calves, and market turkeys.

I met my husband at DHL sorting boxes (before they made our community lame).

I am fortunate and blessed that I had an amazing home life.

I have a younger brother who is my world.

I want 3 kids.

I have a 3 legged cat named Tator and a kitty named Bentley.

I'm a scrapbooker.

I love to travel. I've been to France, Germany, Switzerland, Austria, and Liechtenstein.

I love Paris----France.

I am a sports fanatic. I rocked soccer. I rocked at defense for basketball.

I played mens tennis in high school. I played women's tennis in college.

I'm too tall and too thin. My metabolism is too fast.

I got named "biggest appetite" for senior best, not a joke.

Lost is my favorite TV show ever.

I try to be an optimistic person.

I try to walk a mile in someone else's shoes before I jump to conclusions.

I love my country. I am very patriotic.

I love my husband.

The end. :)

Pillow Talk: Appreciation

This weekend's pillow talk.

Welp, as you all know by now my husband is off doing his duty in the "Sunshine State" while I'm stuck here in the "Golden State". Anywho, this will probably be mushy, gushy, ewwy, gewy, lovey, dovey....just a warning! -Hey give me a break, we've been away from each other, it's gonna be mushy!-

When he first got to Florida he would text me and even tell me that he missed me a lot. I thought, really? Now you gotta understand, he's a Marine. He doesn't express these kind of emotions. Oh crap, did I say the 'e' word!?! Ha.

So, every time I've talked to him he expresses that he doesn't want to be there at all and all he wants to do is come home. I mean, he resents that he's in Florida. I've never seen him so upset to have to be doing duty somewhere else (especially with it being just as short as a month or so), he's usually okay with it, or at least doesn't show the fact that he's upset about doing his job. Needless to say he does love me (duh, that was my sarcasm) and he does miss me. It's soooo nice to know those things, especially when you feel like your world is caving in because of his absence. I just think it's really neat to see how much we start to appreciate one another so much more once we are separated. I guess this is my newlywedness (is that a word?!) showing.

It just made me smile and I thought it was worth to share. :)

God Bless America

So, I'm hot about more then one topic tonight, but I can really only vent about one of these topics, since I am -still- not sure who is reading my posts. If you catch my drift.

Over the past couple weeks I've been a regular watching the local news. I'm not sure why? It's not like I will be or have been living here that long to really care about what's going on, but I still tend to turn it on none-the-less. Anyway, you may have heard about the kids wearing American Flags on Cinco De Mayo? And the teachers made them turn their shirts inside out? Ha, yeah, that was local news for me. Go figure.

But, along the same lines, I saw where a child had drawn an American Flag and wrote "God Bless America" on it and the art teacher told her she couldn't draw or write that because it was "offensive". I'm sorry, but seriously?! We live in America and no matter what you say, we are allowed to take pride in this country. I know what you're thinking...but, she was probably saying that it was offensive because the child had written "God Bless America". Well, I'm a Christian and I'm pretty positive "under God" is still in the Pledge of Allegiance and "In God We Trust" is still on our currency. Again, I know what you're thinking...but what about separation of church and state? Well, I'm sorry, still, I see no problem with it at all.

Then again, this is coming from a girl who's class prayed before the school day started and we said the Pledge of Allegiance every day. We even took turns going to the office to say it over the intercom to the entire school! I looked forward to my turn every time it came around. Of course, that was back in the day. But, was it really that far back in the day?? No, it wasn't. I graduated in 2006, and I think we stopped doing these "churchly" things when I was in, errr, about 6th grade. So, I guess it was about 10 years ago, but still!

Is it just me? Is it just because I am a Christian and the wife of a Marine that I feel this way? I just have so much pride for this nation and I am proud that I am a Christian. Then again, all of us have our own opinion, this is just mine. :)

Go Vote

I made an entry the other day about what it means to be a military/Marine wife. It was a contest and there were many other really good entries. If you'd like to read the other entries as well as mine you can visit Married to a Sailor: The Journey as a Navy Wife and visit the other blogs in the side bar. Also, if you'd like to vote for me, please do! :) It's definitely something we all share in the ups and downs of the military lifestyle. It doesn't matter if you're married to a Sailor, a Soldier, an Airmen, or a Marine, we all know the pain of missing someone who's off doing duty out of selflessness. Thanks!

Post it Note Tuesday; My First Post

Came across this idea from The Wifey through Supa Mommy. I love it, so here comes my first post!

Being a Marine Wife

While surfing blogs today I came across a blog that caught my attention. It's Married to a Sailor: The Journey of a Navy Wife. She is hosting a competition, and I'm all for competitions! So here we go, my assignment, write about what being a military/Marine wife is like for me...

What being a Marine wife is like for me;

It's a blessing in many ways, but can be very stressful. I wish I could sum it all up in one word, but I really can't. Although we have only been married for 7 months, I have felt like we've been married a million years. Throughout the entire time of his enlistment, I've grown, we've grown. This all means we have grown closer and our marriage can survive. With lots of couples they don't make that "long distance relationship" status. We don't have that problem, we know it will work. It's nice to know my husband is such a great guy and has so much courage. He is one of the few good men. Ha. I love that saying!

Though it can be a struggle when he's gone, it's an amazing feeling to see him again. It's like meeting him for the first time and sharing more memories in different places around the world. Traveling is awesome and I love to see different places and being able to spend that time with my husband in a new location is the best ever! When he is gone, I find myself checking my phone a million times a day, I keep it on loud wherever I go, just in case I do get a phone call.

It's a since of pride being the wife to a Marine. Seeing him in that uniform melts my heart. When I'm on his side and we're in public I beam with a smile and glow with pride. I would shout to the world that my husband is in the Marine Corps if I could. He's a true American Hero and he's one of a kind. Whenever I hear any kind of patriotic song, whether it's the Star Spangled Banner or America the Beautiful, I swell up with emotions. I even get teary eyed. Whenever I look at an American Flag I beam with pride. I have an extreme amount of pride for our amazing country. I even get chills when I see a Marine Corps billboard or see a commercial. That sexy voice that says "The Few, The Proud, The Marines" is the best sound ever.

I may travel all over the place throughout an enlistment term, but I get to meet new people. These people become my very best friends. They are a one-of-a-kind group. It's nice to have people that understand, and have been there, and walked in my shoes. However, military spouses know not to get too close, be able to leave those and continue to stay in contact with the amazing friends that you have met.

Being a military/Marine wife means that I won't see my family or friends from "home" as much as I like. It means I have to adapt, but it's good to get away from the friends that "pretend" to be your friend. You weed out the true friends to the fake ones.

It also means I have to be careful about when to plan for a family. We do not have kids right now. Although many great women have had children with their military husband, I'm not sure if it's the right thing for us just yet. I want children badly, but when he's set to deploy and we don't know what's next in his career, we aren't sure if we should have children just yet. It's a tough decision and we're unsettled on it right now.

On the financial end...oh man. It's nice to get those discounts and get nice tax returns. Or just go to the commissary and get tax free groceries, especially when you live in a bankrupt state with high sales tax. Oh, and the gas, on base, is always 10 cents cheaper then off. It's nice to be able to have the health care that we have, and all of those great benefits.

Although we will and have spent a lot of our relationship apart, it always tends to make our relationship stronger. Being a Marine wife means being tough and standing by his side no matter what. It's holding on to the memories for an amount of time and it means always having a countdown. I stand amongst the silent ranks, and I am a very proud Marine Wife.

Things are different this time

Well, Evan left for Pensacola today.

But, let me start off by saying I am very thankful that he is stateside. Do not confuse what I am about to say with me not being thankful, blessed, etc.

Things are different this time. I've said my fair shares of "see ya later"s, but this time it's different. A lot different. We've been married nearly a year now and been living together for 5 months, and never went a day without seeing one another. Our love has grown and changed from 'puppy love' to a more mature love.

Coming home to an empty apartment was an irking feeling. I just fell to my knees and bawled. Seeing his stuff, having his stuff, and knowing he was just here sunk my heart. I had no one to come home to. Bentley has tried his best to comfort me. He's laid in my lap and meowed at me, like asking, "what's wrong mommy?". He knows something's up.

My parents aren't right down the road. None of my family is, instead they're 2500 miles across country. My Marine Corps family is here, but I haven't gotten extremely close to them yet. While they've been so nice and welcoming, I just haven't opened up. I'm not much of an extrovert.

Some people would ask why would I stay out here in California instead of going "home" to Ohio? Well, let me tell you this. Ohio doesn't feel like my "home" anymore. My "home" is hear. I settled down with my husband for 5 months and this place feels more like "home" then Ohio ever will. At the same time, California doesn't feel like "home" to me either. It's like I have no home without my husband here. It's just me, Bentley, and our stuff.

I'm not going to lie, I'm so scared to be here by myself and I have so much going through my head. I know I have lots of friends, but ugh. I just want to scream.

I yearn to settle down more than anything and I loathe the fact that I have to move so much and I feel like I will never have a home. However, this just goes back to my last post. I married an amazing man, not because I wanted this military life, but because he is truly my soul mate. I love him so much and nothing will take that away.

As this change in my life comes and goes, I know I'll make it. I know I'm blessed that he is stateside, but it doesn't make things change. It doesn't make me miss him less or not wish things were different.

I don't really know how to put this "different" feeling into words, or how to express my feelings, I just know I'm feeling them. I miss him. I love him. Duty calls and duty sucks. This is why I stand among the silent ranks. I enlisted right by his side when I said "I do".

I can't help but cry. I'm not as strong as I wish I were. I'm not the perfect Marine Wife, but I think we all have our imperfections, and really? Who wants their husband away?

To make things worse, we still don't know the duration of the schools. Yes, schoolS. There will be an A school in Pensacola and a C school somewhere else. No idea where that "somewhere else" is.

Sorry that this is written in no particular order, I'm all over the place and so is this blog. But, for now, I will remain singing, "This is my temporary home", and remember that he is always here in heart, even not in person.

I love you, Evan.

PS- I've forgotten to mention this a million times, but BIG THANKS to the Wifey for creating my layout. Go visit her http://www.thewifeyblogs.com/ Thanks again!

My thoughts have been spilled...again.

As a little girl I never dreamed of marrying a man in the military. I envisioned myself marrying a doctor or a wealthy business man, or perhaps a hunter like my dad? Yes, I know two very different viewsof who I'd marry and what women I would become, but I do not ever remember it crossing my mind I'd be marrying someone who would come and go with duty calling his name. The Marine Corps is truly his mistress and Uncle Sam won't let him go for little under 4 more years.

Welp, he's off again. This time to Florida. He leaves on Sunday morning. Very early Sunday morning. I can't get this off of my mind and it's only Tuesday. I am very lucky that he will be stateside, -very- lucky. I count my blessings every day, however it doesn't mean it will be lucky.

It's almost like we are taking a step backwards. You know, boot camp, MCT, MOS school, PDS...oh wait...go back...MOS school again. Ah, the way I see it, it's another day that he's not deployed to the hell hole of Afghanistan.

These are just some thoughts I've had running through my head and it always makes me feel a million times better to spill my beans on here. When he enlisted so did I. Maybe I don't technically belong to the government, but I do belong to him. And they never promised us a rose garden...

"I beg your pardon, I never promised you a rose garden. Along with the sunshine, there's gotta be a little rain sometimes..."