tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81405277567979872252024-03-13T00:49:46.100-07:00My Secret To Happiness...the only things that keep me going...My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.comBlogger105125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-56014178924634009472012-11-13T13:56:00.004-08:002012-11-13T13:56:38.004-08:00I'm taking it day by day. Cherishing every GOOD thing that happens. Focusing on the POSITIVE of everyday. I want to make my marriage work. I want to have a happy, healthy family for my son. Maybe if I back off just a little bit and not focus on every little thing that upsets me, brush off the things that need to be brushed off, all of us will be happier and in a better place.<br />
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I am anxiously awaiting my acceptance packet for school. The days are draaaagging by slower and slower as I wait for the mail. (funny how time slows when you are waiting for something.) This is the first time in a long time that I've felt proud of myself. I have put off school for so long, whether it be because of moving or some excuse. I am just ready to get my degree and have a career. I'm ready to be a mother my son can be proud of.<br />
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The holidays are approaching so quickly this year. Actually, I guess its safe to say, as they do every year. So much shopping to get done and I don't even know where to begin!! It is going to be wonderful, though, getting to be a family this year. Little monkey will have his daddy here this year :) My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-14345548512946836402012-03-04T01:22:00.002-08:002012-03-04T01:29:03.070-08:00Its almost here. This past year is just about over. Did I honestly see myself making it to this point? I knew I would get through it. As a army wife that is what you do - push, press, deal, and "get" through life without your husband by your side. But I thought I would be more prepared for his homecoming. For the reality that will set in after he has been home and the new-ness is gone. The thought of it actually terrifies me as much as it excites me. He left simply me. He's coming back to a family and a life I've had to establish while he was away. The last thing I want to sound like is ungrateful or selfish. I want my husband home. If I had things my way, he would be walking through my front door at this very moment in time. However, we have both changed. We have both been through a lot this year. How will our communication be? Open or restricted? We do not get to speak much now. We only discuss daily topics - general things. Nothing in depth. No worries, hopes, dreams, fears, emotions... Am I silly to be worried? Things should simply fall into place, right? But will they?My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-91948884048085069402011-12-22T23:43:00.001-08:002011-12-22T23:50:32.503-08:00It has been brought to my attention, on more than one occasion, that I tend to speak without thinking. From personal experience, I know words can be brutal. However, I never thought I would be the one pulling that trigger. When and where I lost my sensitivity, I've yet to discover. Who would have thought not thinking before you speak would be such a hard habit to break? Tonight, however, I do believe I did just fine. Sometimes I wonder when is the time for me to unload and when should I keep quiet. A friend made several <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">unnecessary</span> comments tonight -- partially regarding things she has never experienced therefore her opinion means nothing, and the other part, was simply rude. At least when I spit off at the mouth, my words simply come out wrong and for the most part, I don't mean to sound like such a bitch. Tonight, however, I feel as if the comments were directed at me in a mean way. Oh well. I'm threw with focusing and dealing with individuals that mean nothing. Friends do not mistreat friends, right? Therefore, if she continuously disrespects me, it shouldn't be too difficult to take our "friendship" to an "<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">acquaintance</span>" level. Fine by me either way. I'm on a high. My world is almost back to perfect. Nothing and nobody is going to take that from me.My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-14495146033150461182011-12-04T20:06:00.000-08:002011-12-04T20:09:43.615-08:00These past few days have been... different. I don't know how else to categorize it. My thought process isn't right... It's very off. I cannot seem to get into the swing of things. No motivation (when I have every reason to have motivation...) I just feel like I cannot dig myself out of this huge whole, instead, I just keep digging myself a little bit deeper.<div>I'm working on keeping my head up. I can't even say that I am so down because he is gone. Granted, it is far from the easiest thing in the world, but I have it engraved in my mind that we do not have too much longer. I'm not too sure the reason. All I'm certain of is that I do not like it. Not one bit.</div><div><br /></div>My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-40761522449013682762011-10-01T23:51:00.000-07:002011-10-01T23:57:44.492-07:00Fear.<div>It is a very scary feeling.</div><div>Helpless.</div><div>Not being in control is something I have a very tough time handling. </div><div>Letting go of it all & placing it into God's hands. I'm working very hard on doing this. Being a control freak is a horrible trait of mine. In every aspect of my life I have to be able to plan and know the specifics of everything. Military life + those traits do not mix well together. Life in general doesn't mix too well, but when somebody else is constantly calling the shots, its even worse. I'm trying to wrap my head around & live by the Serenity prayer. I need it now more than ever.</div>My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-62057596477107954642011-09-24T22:17:00.000-07:002011-09-24T22:28:20.863-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">You used to be my rock, the person who made everything okay. I admired so much about you and strived to be like you -- but you overlooked me. How was I to know how terrible things truly was? That you didn't have it together as well as I believed. I never knew the problems were so huge and awful, even then. I never would have dreamed that you would allow them to overcome you as you have. I still cannot believe how they have made your priorities change. It tears me apart inside that these "problems" you are completely aware of yet refuse to do a thing about and how you place them above everything else. I know for a fact I will never be able to forgive you nor forget what you have put the people I care most about as well as myself through -- especially since you never seem to show any remorse nor acknowledgement towards any of it. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I've decided to not follow a guide, if there is something on my mind, I'm going to vent. There's too much flowing in this head of mine. Someway, somehow I am going to have to be able to collect my thoughts and make sense of everything.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-31137275361850769412011-09-23T23:38:00.000-07:002011-09-23T23:45:33.459-07:00I'm lonely. Thats about the simplest way to express my current state. There's only so much time a single person can spend alone before it begins to eat at them. I miss him. The time that he has left is diminishing, but still not quickly enough to spare the tears and the emptiness inside. My little guy helps me get through everyday and while its not fair to put so much on him, he is what gets me through. That and of course, knowing this deployment isn't forever. Too bad logical thinking can't beat emotions when they get the best of you.<div>I've been tossing back and forth the decision to go back to work. Part of me thinks its just too soon and not worth my time. One parent is going to miss so many little moments with him, why should both of us when one of us has the choice not to? A little extra money simply isn't worth it. But then on the other hand, having a little "adult" time is a necessity to keep my sanity and the extra money would be beneficial. Oh, decisions, decisions.</div><div><br /></div>My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-25015946095796227712011-09-13T14:50:00.000-07:002011-09-13T14:50:48.202-07:00I never ever could imagine how something could instantly change your entire life forever. How something could change your perspective, views, moods, & everything else so immensely. I love my little boy so much <3My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-59425732372462864932011-08-11T21:23:00.000-07:002011-08-19T21:46:39.736-07:00August has proven to be quite interesting. Entering the last month of my pregnancy, bringing closer the day that my husband's arms are finally wrapped around me, and simply just a lot of growth. I see some things so much more clearly now, more so than I ever have. But then on the other hand, some things are just as foggy. But... its progress. & Lord knows, progress is what I need.
<br />I've realized a lot. I run my mouth a lot. (not behind peoples backs persay, anything I have to say, I'm perfectly capable of saying face-to-face.) However, I need to grow up in ways such as that. I don't ALWAYS have to have something to say. I've always been a good listener. Sometimes I need to keep it that way. Restrict throwing in my opinion and simply listen. That's a goal for the rest of this year.
<br />Anyways. What's been going on the past little bit? Tyler is working fast at getting here & my body simply cannot keep up. I'm exhausted 99% of the time & while I push myself, I still can't seem to get anything done that needs to be done. I am so ready for all of this stress to be OVER with.
<br />Baby showers went wonderful thanks to some amazing individuals that I am so very blessed to have in my life. Work is being very understanding, which is always great. Being on my feet is killing me, though. Heck, being off my feet isn't much better anymore lol.
<br />R&R is getting super duper close & I'm so very excited! I have lots planned for my hubs. Some surprises he could never ever imagine :) I'm just praying they all work out! I want his time home to be amazing!
<br />Anywho, I've decided to restart a new challenge or as for today, just a srvey, since I'm horrible at completing them!! Ha. At least it gives me something to do on lonely nights like this one!!
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<br />A - Age - 22
<br />B - Bed Size - Queen. Only for the time being. Please believe when it comes time for me to head back to Hawaii, a king we will be buying! The hubs may not be a big ol' guy, but he sure is a bed hog!
<br />C - Chore you dislike - Bathrooms. Mainly because the roomie sheds like a dog haha. Within a day or so, it looks like I haven't touched a thing.
<br />D - Dogs - Sadly, I have none. One more thing that has to wait until our return to the island.
<br />E - Essential start to your day - Well, consistant movement & kicks in my belly for the past couple of months :)
<br />F - Favorite color - Pink. I'm a girl, what can I say?
<br />G - Gold or silver - Silver. WHITE gold :)
<br />H - Height - 5'4
<br />I - Instruments you've played - I'm musically challenged. Can't really play instruments or sing ha. But I really do want to learn to play the guitar.
<br />J - Job title - Pharmacy Technician.
<br />K - Kids - Tyler :) Who is due to make his appearance VERY soon!!
<br />L - Live - Oboring, KY at the moment.
<br />M - Mom's name - Pam
<br />N - Nicknames - Jennie Beane, Baby Mama, Hot Mama (thanks to the roomie & the girlies at work lol)
<br />O - Overnight hospital stays - Hmm.. delivery soon will be my one and only.
<br />P - Pet peeves - Liars, cheaters, fake people.
<br />Q - Quote from a movie - Hmm.. its late & I can't really think at the moment.
<br />R - Righty or lefty - Lefty
<br />S - Siblings - 2 AWESOME brother-in-laws, if that counts :)
<br />T - Time you wake up - As of now, it all depends on when I have to work.
<br />U - Underwear - Cute ones
<br />V - Vegetables that you don't like - Spinich.
<br />W - What makes you run late - Myself. That extra 15 minutes of sleep.
<br />X - X-rays you've had - Plenty of my sinus cavity, chest xrays...
<br />Y - Yummy food you make - I'm not that great of a cook, but I can make some awesome enchilladas.
<br />Z - Zoo animals - Penguins & dolphins
<br />My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-38453717546288340512011-07-16T08:56:00.000-07:002011-07-16T09:11:12.941-07:00How do you overcome that emptiness during deployment? I stay about as busy as I can, but anymore it just isn't enough. Maybe its just the typical excessive emotions of being almost 8 months pregnant that's making it worse. Who knows. I'm just overwhelmed with missing him. The thought of him not being here for the birth of our little boy terrifies me. I have this gut feeling that something just isn't going to go as planned. (Plans never work out, right?) And I just, I need him here. That is all there is to it. Nobody compares to him. He has the ability to calm me down, to put my mind at ease. Ugh. I know I'm having my own little pity party here. Forgive me. I just want him home, thats all.<br /><br /><br /><div>Anyways.... for my little 30 days thingy....</div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>Day 6<br /></div><br /><div>Your Favorite Quote</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBDBIbENyvoDnt4zTCWLJ9WeYtjzWYk3fQ0rLZSRn7pEc7YmVSq1EkSdsIk3eoXccRGQvco50Ap7cepNXoQnCYFFTPRxDnUj-LWCmuWKVRIh6eJXwn1jzkCHjllB17Yc6dKO8uJ0Ob1CQ/s1600/il_fullxfull_91113804.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629982979755870402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBDBIbENyvoDnt4zTCWLJ9WeYtjzWYk3fQ0rLZSRn7pEc7YmVSq1EkSdsIk3eoXccRGQvco50Ap7cepNXoQnCYFFTPRxDnUj-LWCmuWKVRIh6eJXwn1jzkCHjllB17Yc6dKO8uJ0Ob1CQ/s320/il_fullxfull_91113804.jpg" /></a> <br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-75100517286249726982011-07-15T10:36:00.000-07:002011-07-15T11:04:47.684-07:00Day 5Ideal Future Career<br /><br /><div></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCw7c6n0UZ9keU6q-uO2Es6VZ3odO8pQJPHNH45pugxzMYyeT7XRd8shDDCcmJJoa1N2y0WKj2OuFdEjSJ15KX40T_II-RFb57xawRjPJbCLrKRrCR4HevVHDNmorsocgkjujDFIJPeX0/s1600/nurse3.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 236px; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629636194987853362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCw7c6n0UZ9keU6q-uO2Es6VZ3odO8pQJPHNH45pugxzMYyeT7XRd8shDDCcmJJoa1N2y0WKj2OuFdEjSJ15KX40T_II-RFb57xawRjPJbCLrKRrCR4HevVHDNmorsocgkjujDFIJPeX0/s320/nurse3.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div>My dream has always been to work with kids. A pediatric nurse would be ideal for me. Once things calm down with my delivery and the constant moving, I plan on making this dream come true.</div>My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-42294258693870044832011-07-14T14:31:00.000-07:002011-07-14T14:35:43.045-07:00Day 4A Song You Want Played At Your Wedding...<br /><br />So, it may sound a little cliche, but Marry Me by Train. Something about that song just melts my heart & it always brings the hubs to my mind & a smile to my face. I can envision us dancing close & gazing into each others eyes. Haha. I kno, gag me, right??! But seriously. I just think its sweet & cute.My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-40071638098285587072011-07-10T12:58:00.000-07:002011-07-10T13:00:55.780-07:00Day 3Post A YouTube Video<br /><br /><a href="http://youtu.be/R4eCShaB1SU">http://youtu.be/R4eCShaB1SU</a><br /><br />I'm not quite sure how to post the actual video on here so a link will have to do :) Anyway, this is a video/song by a fellow marine Tyler Toliver. His voice and this song has completely touched my heart, it is somewhat an encore to Carrie Underwood's Just A Dream, but from the soldier's point of view. I absolutley love it & just thought that I would share :)My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-28551670961624066812011-07-08T22:42:00.000-07:002011-07-08T22:46:35.553-07:00Day 2A Picture Of Your Favorite Animal<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiizDTV78XwnpGjFj_Cz9zib3eKGnoxQnXYUY6f8hpwNcL1qIJmtdweFvwIu-LZGuvKNPNBJzIKPScgYKhSgkTLJbvx3FF0WVrapYMbdo8iOmjYM5Vij08tjyYMfV6Zae06Ra7Lzaxmdb4/s1600/82a7fa17f4eb554767cedd1892de4ca6.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627224628586445666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiizDTV78XwnpGjFj_Cz9zib3eKGnoxQnXYUY6f8hpwNcL1qIJmtdweFvwIu-LZGuvKNPNBJzIKPScgYKhSgkTLJbvx3FF0WVrapYMbdo8iOmjYM5Vij08tjyYMfV6Zae06Ra7Lzaxmdb4/s320/82a7fa17f4eb554767cedd1892de4ca6.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><p>I'm quite simple. I absolutley love dogs. Yes, penguins, I love them too, but to be more practical I love doggies :)</p>My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-30854527762444478062011-07-07T22:21:00.000-07:002011-07-07T22:30:33.376-07:00New 30 Day Challenge :)We shall see if I can actually keep this one up :)<br /><br />Day 1 - A Picture Of The City You Were Born In<br /><br /><br /><br /><p align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626848804255478530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbImUCuYg__IKr7NG1YCnr-kxkFHO6dfLqgZR3OTUy_E0lGn73C0die28uh6Ur-DtJSxnufrpkm4SPaVQd29FROUs7wWGyBr7VwRsPBpAgc35CmKQ9QiMZnEupPLyzSNzMPVlhD520L-w/s320/cfiles39238.jpg" /></p>Good ol' Owensboro, Kentucky, where everything & I do mean EVERYTHING stays exactly that same year after year. It has its advantages, but the place never grows. Never does anything exciting go on in this place but I must say, there is some beautiful country to be seen here. The backroads and the peacefulness of the country I missed terribly when I moved. Not to mention all of the memories every little place here holds for me.My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-90246897171566263512011-07-07T22:16:00.001-07:002011-07-07T22:21:42.108-07:00After being completely MIA for a while, I guess it's time for me to rejoin the whole blogging community. So much has been going on here lately, it has just been to difficult to focus on it all, let alone write about it.<br />Pregnancy is still going well. Bigger than ever and very much ready to bring my little man into this world. I can honestly say I'm very eager to not be pregnant anymore, although I will miss feeling his little kicks and punches.<br />Hubbie's still gone. It feels like so much more time has passed since I last seen him than it actually has. I miss him terribly. More and more each day, but thats normal, right?<br />On the upside, I've been making some very wonderful friendships since I've been back to Kentucky. Continuing to learn more and more about myself. Hopefully growing in the right direction that I need to be growing in. I truely am trying to get the most out of the time that I am here. On the days that I want to get out of bed, that is. lol.<br />Anywho, until next time...My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-24778322228227401392011-05-25T15:07:00.000-07:002011-05-25T15:12:22.170-07:00MIAThis past week and a half has been nonetheless eventful & very busy... I haven't had time for too much. Not that I am complaining. I won't go into too much detail... A move is a move as well as training for work, etc... However, I do wish to ask for prayers. Not only for my husband & his platoon, but the families of the recently fallen heroes. Saturday, my husband lost 4 of his really good friends/fellow comrades due to an IED attack... The guys, needless to say, are taking this first big loss very hard & the families, I can only imagine their pain & grief. So, please, if you don't mind to take a few minutes & say a prayer for the Wolfhounds, they could use it.<br />Hope everybody is having a wonderful Wednesday :) I'm gonna hop off here, lots to get done & some pretty bad storms appear to be heading my way...My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-34862134247593654162011-05-11T19:48:00.000-07:002011-05-13T13:43:14.945-07:00Wee Bit Wednesday & We Want To Know Wednesday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfR1-q0FNiPJ62Xz_A8krXyfcJdCb7RZ3XPttVGwj3l3CMal4P7YFQdgmKNr2L8Ph4Ntmi8BkQepIQK_JLFSoesKoui-LG3Mk0kh-r0PtMf79sg-60m_L_D7An7lhCFgpKIV0ttf7FyU8/s1600/weebitsbutton-2.png"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605656964851131282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfR1-q0FNiPJ62Xz_A8krXyfcJdCb7RZ3XPttVGwj3l3CMal4P7YFQdgmKNr2L8Ph4Ntmi8BkQepIQK_JLFSoesKoui-LG3Mk0kh-r0PtMf79sg-60m_L_D7An7lhCFgpKIV0ttf7FyU8/s320/weebitsbutton-2.png" /></a><strong> <one>What profession have you always admired?</strong><br />Social work & nurses... Those individuals that truely care about their patients...<br /><br /><strong><two>What would the title of your memoir/biography be if it were written today?</strong><br />"Uncertainty..." Self-explanatory.<br /><strong></strong><br /><strong><three>How far do you commute to work?</strong><br />Once I start work, about 10 to 15 minutes :)<br /><strong></strong><br /><strong><four>Are your earlobes attached or detached?</strong><br />Umm... attached? They are attached to the side of my head, ya kno...<br /><strong></strong><br /><strong><five>Do you eat the unpopped kernals of popcorn at the bottom of the bag?</strong><br />Nope. Gross. I'm not a big popcorn fan, either.<br /><strong></strong><br /><strong><six>What is the strangest gift you've ever received?</strong><br />Honestly, I haven't received anything too strange... Boring, I know... lol.<br /><strong></strong><br /><strong><seven>What is one tv show that you wish hadn't been cancelled?</strong><br />Once & Again... (I think thats the name of it) It used to come on back in the day & I looooved it.<br /><strong></strong><br /><strong><eight>What is something that you are saving money for right now?</strong><br />Unimportant things. I know, very smart when you have a baby on the way. Its something for the hubs & then something else for me -- kind of our gifts to ourselves for after deployment.<br /><strong></strong><br /><strong><nine>What hobby would you like to take up?</strong><br />A little more photography would be nice. & something more athletic -- even if its just like Zumba or something.<br /><strong></strong><br /><strong><ten>How many times a year do you really get dressed up?</strong><br />Aside from my "dressing up & looking cute" to go out, next to none. Last time would have been for an old friend's wedding a couple years ago.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJuDodKyt7oeOrPepg-dCmKGIRJAvFfFkLOLuaet6srj79ao8kEI1C0WWOd7Kz3aM4YV2AHGeVlZ_yCWCbkPpU4kl3TzPluM7mfB3FT4x6b_zmlDxB4X4Lld7LhxKVczauidlX-eBMkw4/s1600/WWTKbutton.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 152px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605656251487223682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJuDodKyt7oeOrPepg-dCmKGIRJAvFfFkLOLuaet6srj79ao8kEI1C0WWOd7Kz3aM4YV2AHGeVlZ_yCWCbkPpU4kl3TzPluM7mfB3FT4x6b_zmlDxB4X4Lld7LhxKVczauidlX-eBMkw4/s320/WWTKbutton.jpg" /></a> If you haven't yet, you seriously need to head over & link up with these ladies!!!</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://seriously-shawn.blogspot.com/">http://seriously-shawn.blogspot.com/</a> & <a href="http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/">http://www.ourdandelionwishes.com/</a></div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><strong>questions & answers ~</strong></div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><strong>1. What game show have you always thought you could be on & totally win?</strong></div><br /><div>Deal Or No Deal. I ALWAYS seem to do sooo much better than the contestants lol.</div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><strong>2. Do you have a tattoo? What are they & what made you chose them? If not, would you get one? Yes/no/why?</strong></div><br /><div>Currently, I don't have one. Mainly because I'm such a freaking indecisive person. I can pick & stick with a certain design that I want to keep on my body for the rest of my life. If by some odd chance I can get past my indecisiveness, I would gladly get one, however, it would have to mean something to me.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><strong>3. What is your favorite piece of jewelry that you own?</strong></div><br /><div>I have a few -- my Chanel earrings... love love love em!! A locket my hubs bought for me on Valentine's day this year, its to keep him near to my heart while he is gone :) A matching earring, necklace, & ring set given to me by my parents for Easter this year (simply sentimental meaning) & a beautiful necklace given to me as my very first Mother's day gift from my best sister-friend. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div><strong>4. What is your driving pet peeve(s)?</strong></div><br /><div>In this little town, idiots that pull out in front of you, then STOP & go BELOW the speed limit... Sloooooow drivers.... People that do not know how to drive.... Hmm, dears, the list goes on and on... </div><br /><div></div><br /><div><strong>5. What was your favorite sitcom growing up that you wish was still on?</strong></div><br /><div>All of the 90's shows -- Saved By The Bell, Family Matters, etc... I miss all of those shows!! & the cartoons!! haha. Cartoons are just not the same anymore.</div>My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-70306610887629201582011-05-11T19:31:00.000-07:002011-05-13T13:43:14.998-07:00<div align="center">Its Wednesday again :) Can't believe a whole week has already flown by! Definitley not complaining by any means :) It has been quite an eventful week... Good & bad. The hubs calls have dwindled down to nearly none. Its a hard adjustment, that is for sure. But I consider myself lucky that I did get to talk to him as much as I did. I know things are starting to get really rough out there now. A good friend of his was severely injured. He is having a tough time dealing with it. Thank God, however, that he (his friend) is going to be ok. I feel like such a horrible person. When you hear about incidents, attacks, anything, & the moment you hear that it wasn't your husband, all you feel is instant relief & while your heart/prayers go out to whoever was hurt, its still in the back of your head "I'm just glad it wasn't him..."... I don't want to feel even the tiniest bit better that somebody else was injured -- ever. I don't know, maybe I'm weird for thinking like that.</div><br /><div align="center">Munchkin FINALLY cooperated for the doctors & allowed them to get a perfect shot of his spine. Everything looks wonderful :) Quite a relief that was for me. However, he did decide to REFUSE a profile shot. So, no new pictures for me to send to his daddy, but that's ok. He will make his grand appearance into our lives soon enough!!</div><br /><div align="center">Half of the month later, our townhouse is finally ready. Starting the moving in process on Friday. I am more than excited. I have been doing a little packing. Its pretty bad when lil man has almost as much stuff as I do & he isn't even here yet lol. </div><br /><div align="center">I feel like there is so much more I wanted to update on, but as always, I'm pretty scatterbrained. So, anyways, happy wednesday everyone :)</div>My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-39928527026447831102011-05-11T03:49:00.000-07:002011-05-11T03:58:10.848-07:00Meghan Dub -- Getting To Know Youthe questions --<br /><br />1. How would you have described yourself in high school?<br />2. When you don't feel good, what do you always want to help yourself feel better?<br />3. When you go to bath shops, what type of flavors do you gravitate towards?<br />4. When at a bar, what is your drink?<br />5. If you go to your closet right now, what do you think is the predominant color in it it?<br /><br />the answers --<br /><br />1. I was the girl who could have made/had it a hellavua lot easier than I did if I wasn't so damn insecure. I was smart, not horrible looking, had a lot of interests & desires to join clubs & do things, but I was too shy, kept to myself & doubted myself way too much to do anything about it. I was always too worried that I didn't fit in to realize that I fit in just fine -- I was holding myself back, not the clothes I wore or anything else of unimportance.<br /><br />2. My mom always pampered me when I was sick -- its the only time I really don't mind being taken care of. She would go to the store & pick up all of my favorite things -- whether or not I could eat them. I miss that. The hubs sucks it up & deals with it when he gets sick. I can be rather a baby when I'm sick lol. (weird, huh? its usually the other way around.)<br /><br />3. I go for EVERYTHING. Bath shops I absolutley love. Fruity, foods, seasonal, sexy-like fragrances. Love em all.<br /><br />4. Liquid Cocaines -- the cocktail. I've realized lots of places don't make it as a cocktail, but if you find one that does, its wonderful. That & a gummy bear :)<br /><br />5. Haha. My closet looks like it overdosed with pepto-bismo. I love pink a little too much.<br /><br />Expect an entry later you guys. Heading out of town to a doctors appointment with my parents. Wish us well.My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-59334726397213447012011-05-04T15:11:00.000-07:002011-05-04T16:01:51.298-07:00Wordless Wednesday, Wee Bit Wednesday, & We Want To Know Wednesday :)<div align="center">I know, I know... Maybe I'm getting a little carried away with these things... They keep me occupied a little though :) Thats a good thing, right? Don't forget to go link up if you decide to join in!!</div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><strong>We Want To Know Wednesday @</strong> <a href="http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.com/">http://confessionsfromanimplusiveaddict.com/</a></div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 152px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602988345761618306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiETVrkDvoOLVecw7YeLD-ifeOQRDU-ShHKfDHew56XUw5tSR4xmRSzmGxOybis8cBGLX5UpuexhCiNCKfc2uxkgd7I87ROZ1l4shRtEShkXrCvbzrLsLhtx4YOB2IqVxAGAqB8ehSlhgQ/s320/WWTKbutton.jpg" /><br /><strong>1. If money didn't matter, where would your perfect vacation take place? Briefly describe?</strong><br />Although I absolutley LOVE the beach, it wouldn't necassirily be my top choice anymore. I mean, after living in Hawaii, its a bit difficult to top that. My perfect vacation spot would be overseas somewhere, almost anywhere. Perhaps Italy or Brazil. A place with a completely different culture to make for a wonderful experience :)<br /><br /><p><strong>2. What's a bad habit that you have or had that is/was hard to break?</strong></p><br /><p>My major not-so-good habit is cokes/caffeine. I used to be able to stop drinking them without a problem before but since I discovered I was pregnant, the cravings for them are ENDLESS, making it next to impossible to just cut them out of my diet. </p><br /><p><strong>3. If you weren't on a diet or counting calories, what would you have for dinner tonight?</strong></p><br /><p>Ok. Who's counting calories? I couldn't be on a diet even if I tried (& of course, wasn't pregnant). & the answer would have to be Mexican. mmm. I could go for some enchaladas right about now.</p><br /><p><strong>4. If you had the chance to interview anyone in the world, dead or alive, who would it be & what's one question that you would ask?</strong></p><br /><p>Marilyn Monroe. I've always been fascinated with her, not sure exactly why. I'd have to ask just simpy what it was like to live that type of life.</p><br /><p><strong>5. Describe yourself in 6 words.</strong></p><br /><p>shy, sarcastic, boring (lol), aggressive, sensitive, loving :)</p><br /><p><strong>Weebit Wednesdays @ </strong><a href="http://leighashley.blogspot.com/">http://leighashley.blogspot.com/</a></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602992362869325714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM5UMLuY1-xGFSAL2TZAgITusbr9q9k-nRwDs4mdOjSdPrPj1ikeTboipJrxyibrAWYchN5rHCk5Hdh-qiuQfaBMkyRQ902CMn1DCnBPXilv-BseDDU9P98EZxB1F3kZQ6CVSc-LZvajc/s320/weebitsbutton-2.png" /> <br /><p><strong>{one} When was the last time you used a pay phone, if ever?</strong></p><br /><p>Wow. Possibly before I turned 16? I haven't a clue.</p><br /><p><strong>{two} Did you ever fail a subject in school?</strong></p><br /><p>Geometry. By 2 points. I blame it on the teacher, though. I mean, doesn't it mean something when 5 or more students fail the same class by the same teacher? I re-took it with a different teacher & passed with at B+... smh.</p><br /><p><strong>{three} Where do you go to get your favorite hamburgers? </strong></p><br /><p>Steak & Shake. Ever since last summer & my issue with kidney stones (ick), I haven't been able to even go near a hamburger, for whatever reason. Buuuut, here lately I've been having some luck. & Steak & Shake is AMAZING, to me at least lol.</p><br /><p><strong>{four} Have you ever served jury duty?</strong></p><br /><p>Nope, never, thank the Lord.</p><br /><p><strong>{five} How old were you when you moved out of your parents' house?</strong></p><br /><p>18. Right after graduation. Haven't been back since.</p><br /><p><strong>{six} What is your favorite color to wear?</strong></p><br /><p>Pink. I can be a girlie-type girl, what can I say?</p><br /><p><strong>{seven} Do you have a pair of shoes that you wear all of the time? </strong></p><br /><p>Last winter, it was a pair of clogs from American Eagle. I wore those suckers out. Ever since the move to Hawaii, its been these little cheap Old Navy flip flops. I'm in love with them lol.</p><br /><p><strong>{eight} Do you enjoy talk radio?</strong></p><br /><p>I can't really say I enjoy it. While there's a show or two I don't mind listening to, they usually put me to sleep. Radio to me means music, not talking.</p><br /><p><strong>{nine} If you could turn one unhealthy food into a healthy one, what would it be?</strong></p><br /><p>Easy. Mexican. My FAAAVVVEE.</p><br /><p><strong>{ten} Who is the best speaker you've ever heard in person?</strong></p><br /><p>Hmm... I usually refrain from public speakers. I get bored way to easy. </p><br /><p><strong>Wordless Wednesday -- not sure who to link up to this with, if anybody knows, inform me :)</strong></p><strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602996714645779042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKiZvEjGEr6hewM6DQCmEYB2Ta-ViXuadj3v4MWj3N3JcZfAitOmOJ1h6uj8HZHV2tLwpaa4nKh2143cPCT_P1W4yRXPJc8v89zMV-HPAHpW53zTy37HwxYbbLwbhLJwTXINRW3eCjf6U/s320/008.JPG" /></strong><br />The devastating flooding in my hometown.My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-82917261319113711312011-05-04T15:06:00.000-07:002011-05-04T15:11:27.712-07:0030 day challenge :)<div align="center">~~ Day 9 ~~<br /></div><br /><div align="center">Post A Picture Of Your Favorite Thing You Or Your SO Has Made And Tell What It Is.</div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602986265301295746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFTduY2vYFc51crLruB4mFVAM-_qGsW6EpIYGs36hehx0haTIF1LcBU1jApyDIcrTlEazT1ldE5cmquWFRJX3NeHxKaxYNr2nZTEw1GUibOW5ph5mfNkisxcmNHDft_V2CCh8C4dg5tyg/s320/228435_1809962603845_1083386783_31692546_4178004_n.jpg" /><br /><br />On occasion, I'll get in the mood to put stuff together & make something yummie. This was absolutley the most delicious thing I have ever made (along with the help of my wonderful bestie, of course). Anything with strawberries as the main ingredient, I'm usually partial to. The hubs has yet to try it. Unfortunitley, I can't package it up & send it overseas to him, but I'm sure once he does get to try it, he will be in love lol.My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-29769181499643099292011-05-04T11:09:00.000-07:002011-05-04T15:06:05.150-07:00some people call me the space cowboy, some call me the gangster of love...<div align="center">I think there needs to be a book, like Pregnancy for Dummies, that clearly maps out every single type of pain you can get when you are pregnant, where you get them, what they feel like, and what to be worried about. And if such a book does exist, I seriously need to be made aware of its title. I'm a worrier to begin with. First time mom's are supposed to be the worst at worrying because they do not know what to expect. Add the two together & what do you get? A frantic girl that freaks out at anything. Last night, I was experiencing what I thought was contractions or some sort of uterus pain. I was fine with it -- I know your body goes through a crap ton of changes when you are pregnant. However, the pain began to be piercing, to the point where it would literally take my breath away. 2:30 am, no one to ask, calling my doctor would have done me no good (typically, on a WORK day, it takes a good 2 hours to get a call back... off hours? <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">haha</span>. no telling how long it would have taken...) I had no clue what to do. I hate that feeling of just not knowing. Luckily, they relaxed a bit and I was able to sleep. After speaking with some friends today, I believe I was having round ligament pains. Yeah, something that would have been nice to know about prior to my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">panicking</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">lol</span>. At least all is good tho, and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">mr</span>. munchkin is staying put for the time being.<br />I've been really <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">melancholy</span> for such a great week I've been having. The news I read over earlier today didn't make things too much better. We lost our very first soldier from this deployment a few days ago. 22 years old, the same age as me. Just starting his life. It breaks my heart. Do not get me wrong, anytime I hear about anything happening to any of our guys over there, there is a major tug at my heart, but I don't know, it was just a little different when it hits that close to home... RIP Sgt. White.<br />On a different note, it appears another week has been added to the time until I can move into this apartment. My patience is fading, quite fast actually. Leasing companies really tick me off. I am well aware that some things simply do not go according to plan & thats understandable, but when you post & say without hesitation that a place is available on one date, please make sure that is accurate. Don't go changing it two or three times. Just state in the beginning that you aren't entirely sure. It really isn't that hard. I'm just so ready to be in my own place already!!<br />Oh, and I mentioned that this little town was quite difficult when it came to hiring a little prego such as myself, well, I will gladly eat those words... Its looking like I am going to be rehired by my previous place of employment. Yes, the very one I used to complain about ALL of the time lol. I'm actually quite excited. It is a different store, a much calmer store therefore my stress level should be kept at a minimum. But its a job! I'm so tired of sitting on my butt with nothing to do. I absolutley cannot wait!!<br />Sugarland concert tomorrow night :) There is something about that woman's voice that gets me everytime!! I'm hoping for a wonderful night!! Very excited. I'll upload pictures & all of that goodness..<br />Well, that pretty well sums the past little bit up for me :) Have a good day everyone!!<br /><br /></div><br /><p></p>My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-1803568303116784432011-05-03T23:09:00.000-07:002011-05-03T23:31:28.090-07:00day 7 & day 8<div align="center">Day 7 ~ Post A Picture Of A Wonderful Friend You Have Made Because Your SO Is In The Military</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">I simply can't pick a single picture of a single person to put on here. Due to my hubs being in the army, I have met some AMAZING people. Granted, I have also met some iffy ones, too. But I am so thankful for those individuals that I have met. They are truely wonderful, strong, amazing women that I am blessed to know :)</div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="center">Day 8 ~ Post Your Favorite Deployment Picture & Tell Why It Is Your Favorite (A Picture Of See-You Laters, Homecomings, Or Him Deployed)</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602742402139152802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi97TVCIkF1q-FA3MrAWmTp8pW_Y4h4OmwYd3rOviZRWir7XvHqvLVH87tNpr6OT6IbPqWojsNoLzI4e6rI-dBp-9GmvxIeRfbiC6KBgJBh_97F_FCUUU5VYDjBSoG8NLmt6boh2GtQ9-8/s320/026.JPG" /><br /><br /><br />Since we are still early in our deployment & I left for home a day before he left, I do not have any deployment pictures so-to-speak, not yet at least. This picture is from basic training, I figured it could count as a homecoming picture. I love it because I remember the rush of emotions I felt when he wrapped his arms around me for the first time in all of those months. It gives me hope for what I have to expect when I get to see him again :)My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140527756797987225.post-45778235226740195752011-05-03T18:09:00.000-07:002011-05-03T18:21:07.425-07:00Deployment To A Military Wife...<div align="center">You don't know, but I'm the girl who cries every night, and hopes every morning for his safe return.</div><br /><div align="center">I'm the girl who drags herself out of bed every morning so that he will be proud of her when he comes home.</div><br /><div align="center">I'm the girl who lies in bed, longing for him to be lying next to me.</div><br /><div align="center">You don't know, but I'm the girl with a million things to say, but not one will come out without the thought of him.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">I'm the girl who stops and stares and wish for him to return soon each and every time another man in uniform walks by.</div><br /><div align="center">What you don't know is that I know love on an entirely different level than most.</div><br /><div align="center">I know the love that spans times and space; that love that most people are constantly searching for.</div><br /><div align="center">I'm one of the girls who waits months for a single kiss; a kiss that will make the months aparts worth every second.</div><br /><div align="center">A kiss where everything in the world stops and for what seems like eternity, you can see into that person's soul and know that without them, life is not worth living.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">You tell me I don't even understand what love is, I tell you, I know more love in one homecoming, than most know in a lifetime.</div><br /><div align="center">You don't know that every time he leaves, part of me goes with him & part of him stays with me.</div><br /><div align="center">You tell me that people change and I tell you, true love will always remain constant and steady.</div><br /><div align="center">You tell me you know how I feel and that you understand what I'm going through; you have no idea.</div><br /><div align="center">What you don't realize is that I understand the true meaning of not only love, but of longing and anticipation.</div><br /><div align="center">You don't see, but I'm one of the few wo gets goose bumps as my heart fills with pride every time that National Anthem is played.</div><br /><div align="center">I'm one of the girls who will stand tall and stay strong on the outside, but be dying on the inside.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">I am one of those girls who will make friends with complete strangers for only they can even begin to understand what I am going through.</div><br /><div align="center">You don't understand that I picture his face everywhere I go and that he is with me in everything I do.</div><br /><div align="center"><strong>You think I don't cry anymore, that I have gotten over it, but what you don't know is that I just hide it better.</strong></div><br /><div align="center">You don't know the feeling the first time you hear the word deployment or the feeling of his hand as it slides out of yours for what could be the last time.</div><br /><div align="center">You don't know what the last hug or kiss means and how important that goodbye truely is.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">I'm the girl you see walking by with a disheartened face, staring silenty at the ground.</div><br /><div align="center">What you don't know is, that I know true love and that no matter what obstacles we have to face, our love will live forever, that only we know.</div><br /><div align="center">You tell me that you support the troops; I tell you, I'm in love with one.</div><br /><div align="center">I'm one of the silent, but outgoing; weak, but strong; scared, but grateful.</div><br /><div align="center">What you don't see is that without me, he is nothing and without him, I am nothing.</div><br /><div align="center">I'm one of those girls; the girl who stands tall behind her Soldier, stands proud behind her Hero, stands strong behind her man, watching silently as he serves and defends our country.</div>My Secret To Happinesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113203668697419117noreply@blogger.com0