Being a Grown-up with a Child-like Husband

I guess the old school "Toys-R-Us" song was right, they don't wanna grow up.

Sometimes Venting is Necessary

All too often, I find myself fuming while perusing Facebook because of arrogant, ignorant or hippy-esque comments that are made on the Marines Facebook pages I follow. Either that or the protests that happen on street corners that say all the military are going to Hell. Well, if they are I am right there with them. There are three categories of comments/actions the make me want to explode (in no particular order):

  1. F— the (insert military branch here)
    …. Really? Usually I find that people saying this are online and too scared to say it in person. Hmm I can’t imagine why. Either that or they were turned down from the military for one reason or another. I can understand being angry, but come on people, let’s at least act like the civilized country we say we are.
  2. Protesting funerals
    This could be a whole rant on its own (or 5). I think any person with any ounce of common sense will understand that this is absolutely ridiculous. In the words of Forrest Gump, “that’s all I have to say about that.”
  3. Why can’t we all just get along?
    Let me begin by saying that while this sounds like a great idea, if you truly would like world peace, it comes with a price. To think otherwise is ignorant and you should probably go brush up on your history. What the hell do you think they are trying to do? The whole point of fighting for freedom is to give people in other countries that liberties they are willing to die for that we take for granted on a daily basis. Enjoy your right to stand there and put down those men and women in uniform? Thank them. It is because of them that you are able to stand there and voice your opinions against them.

Finally, to those that support the military and are grateful: THANK YOU. It means so much more than you will understand how much it helps to know there are people who stand behind the men and women fighting for our freedom. They have volunteered to fight for you and to have your support is crucial. I have come across more grateful people than rude during my time as a military wife, and they definitely outweigh the frustrating moments. I could not be more proud of my grandpa, husband, and brother-in-law who have all literally signed over their life to defend this country and its freedom.

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Old School Bieber?

Old School Bieber?

Today, as I was organizing old pictures, I snapped a quick photo of this and sent it to my little sister because I found it humorous. This picture is my husband and I before homecoming our junior year of high school (circa 2005). I obviously needed make-up help and the Marines have taken care of that hairdo of his. And seriously, why didn’t whoever was taking this picture tell us to at least hold hands or something?

The part that made me laugh most, however, was my little sister’s response. After receiving the picture she responded with “why were you dating someone with Justin Bieber hair?” While this is a viable question, I couldn’t help but feel old because when we were in high school no one knew who Justin Bieber was (probably because he was a toddler). I guess Nick was right, he was ahead of the trend.

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Yep, you just said that…

Apparently my husband was feeling extra ornery tonight as we went to lay in bed and watch TV. Not to steal from a well known title, but these really are quotes of shit my husband says. Enjoy!

Me: There is apparently a guy on The Voice tonight that looks like you. I’ll have to watch.
Nick: Is it because he is bald? Because that’s prejudice. All bald people DO NOT look alike.

Me: She is probably around our age.
Nick: …. But she is taller than me?

Nick: You could cuddle me if you want.
Me: No. When do you ever cuddle me?
Nick: Everyday… with my emotions.

Me: She is a gymnast and her last name is Beckham. Think she can bend it like Beckham?
Nick: But Lauren, that movie is about soccer.

Me: Oh shit.
Nick: You shouldn’t say those things. It’s bad for the environment.

There was just no winning. Or having a real conversation, but that’s my life. Good night world.

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Everybody got Time for that

Within the past few months the good old Sweet Brown quote “ain’t nobody got time for that” has become a daily phrase. If you haven’t seen the video have been living under a rock (or just enjoy the song) here is a link to the auto-tuned version if this wonderful news report: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nh7UgAprdpM

This weekend my husband had 3 days off work for Easter and it got me thinking of many of the things we don’t have time for on a daily basis. Rather than be negative though and put off all the things ain’t nobody got time for, I thought I would create a list of things for which we do have time (or need to make time): 

  • God

  • Family

  • Old friends

  • New friends

  • Laughter

  • Dessert

  • Sleep

  • Walking the dog (or just walking if you don’t have a dog)

  • Exercise

  • Education

  • Hygiene (well, let’s hope so at least)

  • Playing catch

  • Music

  • Date night

  • Ice Cream (way different than dessert, trust me)

  • Shopping

  • Phone calls to friends/family far away

  • Writing letters

I know there are many more, but these are the things I enjoyed the past weekend. Sometimes relaxing and enjoying the small things in life can change your whole perspective. 

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The Fun is not Optional

Yesterday was mandatory family fun day for my husband’s unit. This meme pretty much sums it up: 

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Hey, at least we got to take the dog. What is mandatory fun day, you ask? Bringing together everyone and their families and trying to organize events such as a softball tournament, push-up contest, tug of war and a relay race. Problem? Hundreds of people spread out all over and little organization. Don’t get me wrong, it was extremely nice to hang out with my husband and not have him working all day, but when you force people to have fun it usually gets awkward for everyone. I’m pretty sure we heard about how much people like our dog at least 50 times because that’s how everyone starts a conversation. (Okay, I didn’t mind that too much because he is a pretty amazing dog.) Here is a picture of the lovely Charles on the car ride to fun day: 

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He thoroughly enjoyed seeing all the other puppies and being outside all day. It didn’t hurt that it wore him out for the rest of the night. It was an interesting experience and nice to meet the people Nick works with on a daily basis so I could put faces with names. Pretty sure next time I won’t forget sunscreen, though. I now have a nice farmer’s tan and v-neck shirt tan (okay, burn) going on. Guess I’ll just have to hit the pool this week to even it out 😉 I hope everyone has an enjoyable Easter weekend! 

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28,589 people can’t be wrong

28,589 people can't be wrong

Because my husband likes to read funny FMLs to me, I thought it would be funny if I wrote one that actually made it onto the website. Little did I know that over 28,000 people would actually agree that my life sucks. Thanks, FML-ers.

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Apparently I Enjoy Change

Because moving to a new town with my new husband and becoming a housewife isn’t enough for me to take on, I have now decided to take on grad school. After comparing many programs and institutions, I have decided to pursue a Masters of Education in School Counseling. I could not be more excited. As a special education teacher last year, I worked closely with the school counselor and often found myself wishing I could do what she did. Well, here goes nothing, but hopefully something. I begin classes online May 6!

Oh yeah, what did my husband say about my decision? “So, you want to be like Tammy Taylor then?” Yes, he compared me to a character in Friday Night Lights. Hey, at least I liked her character 🙂

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Oh Dear

I let the hubs read my original post. I already have a correction. He does not eat a full bag of jellybeans, those are for idiots – he eats bags of SWEET TART JELLYBEANS which are apparently the only jellybeans worth eating. Whew, glad that’s cleared up.

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Marriage is like a Slinky

For years, my husband, who I’ve been dating for nearly a decade, has been trying to convince me our life is comical/interesting enough for a reality show because America would love him (or love to hate him). I usually brush it off with all the other ridiculous comments he makes on a daily basis, but sometimes I wonder if it might be true. Granted I am biased, he is my husband, but usually he can send me from laughing to screaming to crying within minutes if he tries just based on what he says or does. Whether it’s leaving his dirty socks all over the house, kicking me off the bed because I’m taking up too much space (in a king-sized bed) or simply inhaling an entire large pizza with a bag of jelly beans for dessert then complaining that I let him eat too much, my husband never ceases to keep each day interesting.

We have recently moved to Twentynine Palms, California because of his job with the Marine Corps. If you don’t know where this is, envision a town with nothing but a Wal-Mart and McDonalds… wait, we don’t have a Wal-Mart so just a McDonalds…. replace all the grass with sand and add rattlesnakes and over-100 degree days all summer long. Voila, Hell on Earth. Because teaching jobs are scarce, I am currently tutoring students twice a week, but I am primarily a housewife and hang out with the 65-pound snoring dog all day (yes, he really does snore). I thought this would be extremely relaxing and enjoyable, but I was oh-so-wrong. I am probably the worst housewife on the planet. I hate cleaning and I am not a great cook. Wait, aren’t those the primary responsibilities of a housewife? You now see my conundrum. I started a blog before moving here, but it was lame and had no focus. Nick (yes, my husband has a name) recently convinced me that I should start a new blog and have a focus behind it. So, why not? If nothing else, it keeps me entertained for a few hours a week and gives me a reason to procrastinate all that cleaning I wouldn’t do anyway.

By now you are probably wondering how this relates to a slinky. I was getting there… maybe. As I was thinking about how to narrow a focus for my life as a potential teacher/housewife/military wife/(hopefully soon) mother, I thought, wow this could be very interesting or very boring. So we shall see which way this goes, but for now I will focus on being married to the Marine that is my husband. Yes, our marriage is like a slinky. How, you ask? Well, first of all, it can keep me entertained for hours without realizing where the time has gone. Whether is playing catch with the dog, plugging in the Super Nintendo or simply drinking beer and watching March Madness, most of the time I find myself wondering how I am a housewife and nothing has been done. Where does the time go? We’ve been married nine months and I’m still getting used to saying the right last name when people ask. Second, it’s never ending. Much like a slinky, I usually feel like Nick sends me reeling in circles. He truly does act like a child with a potty-mouth, but like he always says, “hey, you chose this.” Touche, hubs, I sure did. Finally, a marriage takes steps. Okay, that one doesn’t work out quite as well, but go with it. If there’s one thing I’ve learned since we so excitedly moved into a little 2-bedroom house in the middle of nowhere knowing no one but each other, it’s that marriage is work. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE my husband. He is my whole world and being a part of the Marine Corps we have to treasure each day as it comes, but sometimes marriage isn’t all rainbows and butterflies. Sometimes Nick comes home late, asks why the house isn’t clean and I just want to leave but then realize there is no where to go. It’s a struggle at times being so far away from what I am used to, but I wouldn’t trade it for the world. We have come such a long way and I am extremely excited for what our future holds – one step at a time.

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