Matthew 5:39

A year in review-plus dates

November 2009- On this day, exactly a year ago I said yes to Mr. I was afraid, excited, and anxious. It didn't work out well before so why should it this time? Sooo with a full heart and bated breath it started...

December 2009- We went on our first date :) We went to see New Moon actually. Not the best movie ever...said I love you for the second first time

January 2010- Happy New Year!!!!!! Texted him for the first time and didnt expect the reply I got :) He went to MOS school and we began textn regularly. Feel more and more in love

February 2010- His 19th birthday!! On Feb 1 He was promoted to PFC and I was sooo proud of him.

March 2010- Not a good month for us. We fought a lot and broke up for a day. Bad bad karma because he got assigned to California duty station. :( I hate hate hate that hes so far away. I was at PCUB when he texted me the info. I literally broke down inside a museum and cried for hours.

April 2010- My 17th bday on the 17th!! Woke up to a text from him and it definitely made my day. :D Found out his deployment information...and got a job at MickeyD's

May 2010-Finally got into the swing of him being 3 hours away. Things got busy i got my license!

June 2010- Worked a lot and we established a routine.

July 2010- Same...He proposed and I said yes

August 2010- Started senior year!! Realized how different it was gonna be without him for the last half of senior year. He's gona be gone for seven long months and its gonna kill me so bad

September 2010-Told ya'll about my whole engagement deal!! :)

October 2010- Started to feel like our lives are going in two different directions. It hurt

November-Now..today makes one year weve been together. I still have moments but he helps me through them. I found out he comes home DECEMBER 17-JANUARY 2 :)))

Thats right! He comes home SOOOOOONNNN!! I am one happy MJ

Its hard to make everybody else happy when inside I'm hating it. But apparently I do a good job of it.

Comment on a comment

"I think it is strange how we started this blogging thing as a way to share what was going on in our lives with each other through the school year, because we don't live close. Now, it is like you are a little blog celeb... I am not sure how I feel about that. Should I congradulate you? Should I jump on the bandwagon with you and write what everyone wants to hear? You are one of my best friends, MJ. But for the first time...I feel like I barely know you. :'( I miss you."

Have I really changed that much? Am I really that different? I don't feel like I'm a blog celebrity to be honest. I'm just a normal girl trying to let it all out. I mean, sometimes I wonder if people even read my blog to be honest!! I mean why would you? It's not well written, funny, or even entertaining half the time. And the person who wrote this? I love her dearly. I miss her too, and to answer every question, NO. Don't do anything different from what you're doing.

Soloman 1:2 love it

Thanksgiving!!!

Soooo Mj has many things to be thankful for lately. Awesome friends, amazing family, fantastic almost family (I gots a little brother!! lol), and of course Mr is just...he goes without saying. But before I get into that I have to tell ya'll about a little project I've been participating in lately.

Right now, at this second I am trying to think up 3 different way to say the same thing to three deployed young men. I'm not gonna give a lot of details, for obvious reasons, but let me just say I love writing to them!! I sent my introduction letter to the 3 of them through motomail and I know they got it! My FBLA teacher's daughter is in charge of a bunch, and I wrote to three under her. She called her mother and tld her how excited they all were to get letters from me! AH!! That makes me so happy! I just need to be able to keep it up without feed back, which will be tricky! How do you say the same thing three times??? Without it sounding like you're sayin the same thing??

And also, I've recently learned that Mr comes home for Christmas!!!!! AH!!! How amazing is that? I knew he came home in December but last night we were texting (we still don't talk on the phone regularly, I'm working on that) and he was like what do you want for Christmas? Of course, me, being the sweet heart that I am, said "Nothing really, why?" And he goes, "Not even me?" And I proceeded to freak out. But of course I said "What do you mean?" Because, I mean, come on, who freaks out when they're not sure? Okay I do, but still. And he said "What do you think?" And then I openly freaked out to him. He said he still doesn't know a day specifically, but its supposed to be around that time. Can you say super excited MJ???? Seriously, he was on my Christmas list this year. This is gonna be so awesome. If only it were for more than a week. But beggers can't be choosers :)

So What am I thankful for blogging community?

1. YOU!!! It makes my day to read the comments left on my blog :)
2. My Mr getting to come home for Christmas, even though its only for a week, and even though our 1 year is SATURDAY not Christmas lol
3. My amazing family
4. My fantastic friends- especially the girls I've found through this blog and the mil community, they just get it, as I'm sure most of ya'll know
5. My "almost family" Mr's mother and little brother. I've always wanted a brother, and he's just an amazing kid. He's a year behind me, and even though I punched him in the eye, I know he's gonna be there, lol. And I'm sure ya'll have heard, read?, about me and his mama, she's just simply amazing.
6. My job. I know, weird right? But I'm so thankful for this job of mine, because without it I would not be able to drive, buy anything for senior year, and many other things would not be available to me.
7. My puppy. Well, he's not a puppy, hes a huge Lab but he's just always so happy to see me when I pull into the drive way that it just makes me happy. I love unconditional love like that.
8. My faith. God has become a close confidant of mine the past couple months, and I'm so thankful for our relationship.
9. Mr period. Yes, we have problems, I've posted about them before. We're both just a touch too passive aggressive and we don't tell each other when we get upset, but in the end we always find a way to work it out. He's become a part of my life that I wouldn't know what to do without. He went to his first ball last Thursday, and it broke my heart that I couldn't be there with him.
10. My health. Daycare did a number on my immune system, my whole family can be sick with the worst virus on creation and I'm fine, I take care of them and still don't get it. Very thankful for that.
11. My southern heritage. Yes, there are the bad seeds, the ones who marry their brothers and sisters, but thats mostly in the smaller regions, you don't worry about it in the more populated areas. It's frankly frowned upon.

Well that's all I got, if you've made it this far then thank you!!!! What are YOU thankful for?

Difference in the North and the South- This cracks me up

The North has Bloomingdale's - - - the South has Dollar General.


The North has coffee houses - - - the South has Waffle Houses.


The North has dating services - - - the South has family reunions.


The North has switchblade knives - - - the South has .45s


The North has double last names - - - the South has double first names.


The North has Indy car races - - - the South has stock car races.

The North has Cream of Wheat - - - the South has grits.

The North has green salads - - - the South has collard greens.

The North has lobsters - - - the South has crawfish.

The North has the rust belt - - - the South has the Bible Belt.




FOR NORTHERNERS MOVING SOUTH...

In the South:

If you run your car into a ditch, don't panic.
Four men in a four-wheel drive pickup truck with a tow chain will be along shortly.
Don't try to help them, just stay out of their way.
This is what they live for.

Don't be surprised to find movie rentals and bait in the same store.
Do not buy food at this store.

Remember, 'Y'all' is singular, 'all y'all' is plural, and 'all y'all's' is plural possessive.

Get used to hearing 'You ain't from round here, are ya?'

Save all manner of bacon grease.
You will be instructed later on how to use it.

Don't be worried at not understanding what people are saying.
They can't understand you either.

The first Southern statement to creep into a transplanted Northerner's vocabulary is the adjective 'big'ol,' truck or 'big'ol' boy.
Most Northerners begin their Southern-influenced dialect this way.
All of them are in denial about it.

The proper pronunciation you learned in school is no longer proper.

Be advised that 'He needed killin'... is a valid defense here.

If you hear a Southerner exclaim, 'Hey, y'all watch this,' you should stay out of the way.
These are likely to be the last words he'll ever say.

If there is the prediction of the slightest chance of even the smallest accumulation of snow,
your presence is required at the local grocery store.
It doesn't matter whether you need anything or not.
You just have to go there.

Do not be surprised to find that 10-year olds own their own shotguns,
They are proficient marksmen, and their mammas taught them how to aim.


In the South, we have found that the best way to grow a lush green lawn is to pour gravel on it and call it a driveway.

AND REMEMBER:


If you do settle in the South and bear children, don't think we will accept them as Southerners.
After all, if the cat had kittens in the oven, we ain't gonna call 'em biscuits.

I donated blood today! I feel amazing about it :) to know that MY blood could save a life? It's mind blowing.

Birthday Wishes

Happy birthday to the frusturating, inspiring, amazing, incredible, awe inspiring UNITED STATES MARINE CORPS!!!

Thank you to all of our service men and women, past present and future that have made it possible for me to write this in honor of your service, long post to come tomorrow

Confession time...

I own no USMC love clothing...As in I don't have anything that says "I love my Marine" or "USMC Fiancee" I know. I'm such a loser when it come to that stuff. I know some girls whom that's all that they wear, and I'm just like UH...damn. Wish I had some. So for christmas this year if anyone is curious as to what I want...AHEM HINT HINT. WINK WINK. GIGGLE GIGGLE GIGGLE. BIG RED FIRE TRUCK. Oooh look...a link... http://shop.cafepress.com/usmc-fiancee
*cough cough* Lol but seriously, I want some sweat pants, and a hoodie and a loose comfy
T with that stuff on it. Or a cute T to wear places, bc I would def wear it everyday. Ooh bumper stickers...notepads... O.O Maybe that can be my Christmas present to myself...

Some old Train :)

When it rains it pours and opens doors
That flood the floors we thought would always
Keep us safe and dry

And in the midst of sailing ships
We sink our lips into the ones we love
That have to say goodbye

Idk about ya'll but sometimes I feel this way about deployment. I feel like we're finally getting to a good place and he's gonne up and leave in January.


And as I float along this ocean
I can feel you like a notion
That won't seem to let me go

'Cause when I look to the sky
Something tells me you're here with me
And you make everything alright

And when I feel like I'm lost
Something tells me you're here with me
And I can always find my way when you are here

What can I say to this? It's just perfect :)

And every word I didn't say
Caught up in some busy day
And every dance on the kitchen floor, we didn't have before

And every sunset that we'll miss
I'll wrap them all up in a kiss
And pick you up in all of this when I sail away

I know that sometimes I get so caught up in my life that on the off days that he has a real chance to text me all day and don't get me wrong I love those days, but they're always my busiest days. I feel like when that happens I tend to ignore him just a little bit. And the fact that I know I do this kills me.

And while I float upon this ocean
I can feel you like a notion
That I hope will never leave

'Cause when I look to the sky
Something tells me you're here with me
And you make everything alright

And when I feel like I'm lost
Something tells me you're here with me
And I can always find my way

Whether I'm up or down or in or out
Or just plain overhead
Instead it just feels like it is impossible to fly

But with you I can spread my wings
To see me over everything
That life may send me when I am hoping it won't pass me by

No matter what kind of day I'm having I know that he'll be there for me :)

And when I feel like there is no one
That will ever know me
There you are to show me

When I look to the sky
Something tells me you're here with me
And you make everything alright

And when I feel like I'm lost
Something tells me you're here with me
And I can always find my way when you are here

When I look to the sky
Something tells me you're here with me
And I can always find my way when you are here

And when I feel like I'm lost
Something tells me you're here with me
And I can always find my way when you are here

Jimi Hendrix- Wordless Wednesday

B by Sarah Kay

I hope I have the courage to be this mom :)

Point B
Instead of “mom”
She’s going to call me “Point B.”
Because that way
She knows that no matter what happens
At least she can always find
Her way to me.

And I’m gonna paint the
Solar system on the back
Of her hands,
So that she has to learn
The entire universe
Before she can say
“I know that like the back of my hand.”

She’s gonna learn that this life
Will hit you.
Hard in the face.
Wait for you to get
Back up,
So it can kick you
In the stomach.

But getting the wind
Knocked out of you
Is the only way to remind
Your lungs how much
They like the taste of
Air.

There is hurt here.
That cannot be fixed
By band aids or poetry.
And the first time she realizes
That Wonderwoman isn’t coming,
I’ll make sure she knows that
She doesn’t have to wear
The cape
All by herself.

Cause no matter how wide
You stretch your fingers.
Your hands will always
Be too small
To catch all the

Pain you want to
Heal.
Believe me.
I’ve tried.

“And baby,”
I’ll tell her,
Don’t keep your nose
Up in the air
Like that.
I know that trick.
You’re just smelling
For smoke.
So you can follow the trail
Back to a burning house
So you can find the boy
Who lost everything
In the fire.
To see if you can
Save him.
Or else find the boy
Who lit the fire
In the first place
To see if you can
Change him.

But I know
That she will anyways.
So instead
I’ll always keep
An extra supply
Of chocolate and rain boots
Near by.
Because there’s no
Heartbreak that chocolate
Can’t fix.
Okay….
There’s a few
Heartbreaks that chocolate
Can’t fix,
But that’s what
The rain boots are for!
Because rain will
Wash away everything
If you let it.

I want her to see the world
Through the underside of a
Glass bottom boat.
To look through a
Magnifying glass
At the galaxies
That exist on the pinpoint
Of a human mind.

Because that’s the way
My mom taught me.
That there’ll be days
Like this.
There’ll be days
Like this,
My momma said.

When you open your
Hands to catch
And wind up with
Only blisters
And bruises.
When you step out
Of the phoneboot
And try to fly,
And the very people
You wanna save.
Are standing on
Your cape.

When your boots
Are filled with
Rain,
And you are
Up to your knees
With disappointment
And those are the
Very days
You have all the more
Reason to say
Thank you!

Cause there is nothing
More beautiful than
The way the
Ocean refuses
To stop kissing
The shore line,
No matter how many
Times it’s sent
Away.

You will put the “win”
In win some,
Lose some.
You’ll put the “star”
In starting over and over.
And no matter
How many
Landmines
Erupt in a minuet.
Be sure your mind
Lands on the beauty
Of this funny place
Called:
Life.

And yes.
On a scale of
1 to…
Overtrusting.
I am pretty fuckin
Naive.
But I want
Her to know
That this world
Is made out of
Suger.
It can crumble
So easily,
But don’t be afraid
To stick your
Tongue out and
Taste it.

“Baby!”
I’ll tell her,
“Remember,
Your momma
Is a worrier,
But your papa
Is a warrior.
And you are
The girl with
Small hands
And big eyes,
Who never stops
Asking for more.

Remember that
Good things
Come in 3(s)
And so do
Bad things.
And always
Apologize when
You’ve done
Something wrong,
But don’t you ever
Apologize for the way
Your eyes never
Stop shining.
Your voice
Is small
But don’t ever
Stop singing.

And when they
Finally hand you
Heartbreak,
Slip hatered
And war
Under your
Doorstep
And hand you
Handouts on
Street corners
Of cynicism
And defeat.

You tell them
That they
Really ought to
Meet your
Mother.