Road Trip

We went on a road trip to take some pictures and see Guam. It was not much of a 'road trip', but it was a good time. We stopped to take pictures of Cocos Island.

Inlet north of Cocos


Spanish Bridge:


Then we stopped at Fort Soledad.



Next was a pricey but cool lunch at Jeff's Pirate Cove.

Then to the Talofofo Falls. It is 20 bucks per person but we got 'The Discount' so it was only 10 per person. It started with the pigs:

Then we went into the ghost house:

Next was the lift that had NO ventilation:

We arrived at the falls. Ronnie and one of the guys decide they are going to walk over to the falls.....No signs were posted so I stayed back to take pictures:

We made it:

I wanna take a dip:

Little slippery:

Suspension bridge:

In 1972 a Japanese soldier .was found living in the mountains. It was a little bit of a walk from where we were, but we made it:


Then another suspension bridge to the upper falls:

Back on the lift where Ronnie decided to 'let one go'. Remember the ventilation....it was bad!

We get home and the guys hang out. About 2 am I went to bed. I woke up to the phone ringing. I have no clue what time it was, but buy the time I got out of bed it was 10! Made breakfast, watched a movie, doing laundry and next, I have to study!

Softball

Things have been a little busy around here. Saturday we had a softball game at 8 am. Sunday we had another. We went to a local's house for some BBQ then back to the fields. We ended up not getting home until 930 that night! Monday I had to work late....real late. I got home at 11pm! Tonight, Ronnie has another softball game. More later. Gotta get ready.

Puke puke puke puke

That is the number of times Ares puked when we tried to go off roading after he was tourchered by the vet. We don't think it was from the vet or from the off roading, we just think he gets car sick. Too bad when we get back to the states becuase I am not sitting in the back seat so Ares can sit up front. NO WAY.



Adam's truck.



Sometimes, the view here is awsome.

Wash, wash, wash

Last weekend, we decided to wash the vehicles. Well, Ronnie wanted to wash his which meant he had to wash mine!!!! I went out an vaccumed and other stuff. Ares decided he wanted to drink the water out of the hose. It was so cute.


We found out that Ares is scared of the railing around the stairs. So Ronnie sat on the landing and Ares up top and he barked and barked and barked and groweled and groweled. It was funny. Right now Ronnie is givneing me shit becuase I put 'and barked' like 5 times. Why dear god did I do it?


Then, this week I came home and he was chillin in the room with me. I told him to get his puppy dog. (This brightly colored squeaky toy that has not been totally destroyed yet.) And he brought it to me!

135 dollar shot

Friday I came home and let Ares out. There were these 2 little white smashed pieces of rice in his #2. Or so I thought. They moved! I am medical staff so you would think not much would make my tummy turn, but on the contrary. As the Vet explained to me that they were egg pouches of tapeworms, I got a sick. Then she begins to tell us about the OTHER digestional parasite he has that crawls into the intestinal cells and multiplies until the cells burst causing diarrhea. UGH GROSS. Next, we found out that he may have a mild skin infection around his pepe. So, 135 bucks later, we have 3 weeks worth of antibiotics and a puppy who is tired and has been violated!

First Blood

Ares drew blood for the first time on the 29th. It was on Ronnie and from the screams I heard across the house, it hurt!

BOOBS

We have like NO pictures with me in them because this is what I get when Ronnie gets the camera:



I know I am not the subject of this picture, but this is the ONLY one I am in.

Then, we see what the 2 men in my life do.....so much fun.

Sweaty balls

Got your attention, did I. No, I don't have sweaty balls (so to speak), but sweaty boobs just does not sound right! Let's get back to the balls, shall we?

When we hang out with people, Ronnie sometimes gives me a hard time. Someone will ask him something and he will look at me and say something like, "I may be wearing pants, but she has my balls!". So I look at him and say, "Your damn right I do". It is just kinda the way we work. Then I look at other people and they are like REALLY like that. The guy has to ask the girl if he can sneeze or the other way around. What is up with that.

We have our limits. If he says something needs to be done that is manly like change the oil in the Dodge, then I do it. If he wants a 4 hundred dollar hitch....he as to talk me into it, but I do it (OKAY, I got him the damn thing, but we have a really nice couch! Love ya Shelly). If he wants to go to a strip club to look at nasty rotten whoo whoo with a group of friends then he asks with a scared look on his face. I don't do nasty whoo whoo so if it is a group of couples or whatever and we don't have anything going on and I really don't care, then I tell him I don't care. When I first got here, this situation happened. We were on base at a comedy show (kinda) and a few guys were there from work. One of the wives came by to pick them up and the guys wanted to go to the strip club. Ronnie asked if we could go. I was still adjusting to the time change (and I don't do nasty whoo whoo) so I told him, "I would rather you not, but if you want to, go ahead just don't be too late". One of the guys said something like, "You better go home because that is woman for 'Hell no you can't go the the f-ing strip club".

I guess what I am trying to say in a round about way (and I have NO idea how this all came from 'Sweaty balls') is that I am lucky. I love the butt head. He is my cutie and even though we don't see eye to eye (partly because I am like 9 inches shorter) I think we have it good. Not that anyone reads my blog, but if he does one day I want him to know that I love him even when he buys a $400 TV and tries to hide it (why would you try.....that is like a kid trying to hide a puppy....mommy always finds out.), is drooling on himself drunk or trying to warm a cheese burger on the central AC/heater vent! AND if I ever do any of these things, I hope he still loves me too!

Shower anyone

When we first moved in we were excited about everything. About 4 days later we were alot less excited about our little shower. It is nice and all, but it is little. We had company over one night and as we were showing the upstairs, we noticed that the floor was wet. Not a good thing but it explained the 'musty' smell upstairs. So we called the property manager and they sent someone over to check it out. A small hole was noticed in the tile and patched up.

About a week ago the shower door started leaking. Ronnie tried to fix it but could not. We tried calling the home owner 3 times and could not get in touch with him. I finally did last Wednesday.

Saturday during the party we noticed that the carpet in the hall outside the shower was wet again. Today I called the home owner and he told me to call a plumber and take it out of the rent. (This house is 3 months old and none of the doors are level. The front door's tunge gets stuck all the time and you have to screw with the knob to get it to close all the way.) I am not happy! I asked him if there was anyone in particular he would like us to call and he took my number and called me right back. He gave me the number to the guy that built the house. (Whom he had tried to call and has been unable.) I called the guy and left a message. I assume he is not going to call me back either.

History

So, Friday afternoon (18May) I was cleaning my truck and I saw blond hair and a BIG (compared to Ares) dog. I looked at the owner and it is someone I work with! We started talking about the neigborhood. She rents from the same guy we do!

We have like 6 people from the hospital that live here......One of them had thier house broken into 2 times when they first moved in.....not a good thing.

Oh well, we are here and I am NOT moving unless something really bad happens.

Mail

When we moved in, we had to change all of the utilities our of the home owners name and into ours. No big deal. When I did this, we had to give a mailing address. The way our military FPO-AP works is that it goes to a central location in the states and then is sorted from there. IT is an address somewhere in San Francisco (that is why priority mail is pretty much useless with our addys......once it gets to California, it enters the military postal system and is untrackable). It would be crazy to give them our military address, because it would take us 3 months to get the bill. So I give them the address to the house. WHAT was I thinking?!

I had asked our realitor several times how to get mail here and it was...'I'll get back to you'. I kept forgetting about it. I ended up asking the property manager and found out that in Guam it takes a LONG time to get mail at a new resedence. This sub-division had been open for 8 months before we moved in and it still did not have mail. I called them back like 2 weeks ago and the Govenor of Guam wants to change the name of our road so it is still not done. What a pain. So, we get no mail unless it goes to work...that takes like 2 months!

Long Hours

I was excited to get off of the ship. No more deployments, fast cruise, 2hour commutes or dog duty weekend. (Where you have to work all week, stay on the ship all weekend, and then work another full week. Yeah, it is that bad.) Here I am, missing the ship and working just as crappy hours (on occasion).

Last weekend I had duty from Friday to Monday morning. No big deal. We had a bird comming in for a patient Saturday night, so I knew I had to work a little. Well, I had a bad headache Friday so I came home and slept while Ronnie did stuff on the computer. My duty phone rang at 6, then 730, then 8! About 7, Ronnie ran over to Wendy's to get supper. We then played the PS2 for a while. About 9 I layed down and told him to wake me at 10 so I could call home. The next thing I notice is my duty phone is ringing again, I am on the couch alone, it is hot as balls and it is 130 am! I ended up having to go to work. I got there about 2 and did not get back home until 130 pm Saturday! Ronnie and I had dinner plans. He was getting ready to leave me and I talked him into letting me sleep for 1.5 hours. So he woke my up at 3 and off we went. We got home about 1030 or so. I had to get up at 2 to go back to the hospital to bring patients to the flight line on the Air Force base. Got back home about 830. That weekend shot!

This week, I worked late on Monday or Tuesday. Then I had duty on Thursday and got another patient about 2 pm that had to be processed. I left work about 430 and went to the little store we have to buy some OJ for Hurricanes this weekend. As I am standing in the check out line with my 3 packages of Little Smokies, bottle of Parrett Bay, and half gallon of OJ....You got it, duty phone rings. "HM2, we need you to find someone else to go on this trip. The medical attendent has to be the same sex as the patient". So, back to my office I go and I make my phone calls, fix it, and leave back for home. Now, I work 10 minutes from the house and it is only like 3-4 miles. I was 1 red light away from our street and....DUN DUN DUN....phone rings. "HM2, I am about to ruin your night, but only for an hour or so". (Let it be known, those words, however honest, ARE NOT GOOD!) So, I went home put up the food I bought and told Ronnie I had to go back to work. (Ronnie=NOT HAPPY. He had cleaned the entire yard at this point and needed some help with stuff around the house which he rightfully deserved. He had been a good little house bit#$ with all the late days I have had recently.) I figured out that I could do what I needed to do from home! YEAH!

Friday, May 18! Party day is here, almost. I get off of work early so I can run some errands and pay the bills. I get home, help with stuff around the house and we have a guest for a little while. About 750 we left to meet some friends for supper at the Sharaton...... We get home about midnight. I check the caller ID and notice that my duty phone called about 8 and the hopital called about 10. I called my office and had to go to work. Good thing I was the DD! I got home about 730 Saturday morning......

Came home, kissed Ronnie, went to bed, Ronnie woke me at noon. The end of a long night and start of a LOOOOOOOOONG day! Ronnie had done almost every thing....what a sweety! My little smokies were in the crook pot with 2 bottles of BBQ sauce and a can of beer. The water and beer were in the coolers on ice already and he even changed the bottle for the Glade plug-in upstairs! I was impressed. (If you know Ronnie you are too!) We had decided that we were going to make pizza dough in the bread maker for the pigs-in-the-blanket. It came out too gooey somehow so we used cresants. Let me tell you.....they were the shi^. We had like 150 of them and they went pretty fast! (I had my fingers crossed for left overs; next time I will make more.) It was a long night with about 35 people at the house. Ares had fun and seemed to enjoy the love everyone gave him. Last person left about noon today! Party ended about 130 this morning and Ronnie was slobering all over himself....it was funny.

The Suprised

So, if you noticed that Ronnie has an entry on my blog. Our blog....whatever. He wanted to go a map like mine of everywhere he has been. I thought he wanted to do a blog...how funny.

Where has RONNIE been all this time

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Half-way around the world




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ARES

We got a puppy. He came home on Tuesday the 24th and slept because he was drugged up from surgery. At 930 when we were ready to do to bed, he decided he wanted to play. Night night time. He cried all night long.

The next night, he played catch. He actually went and picked up the tennis ball and brought it back to me. It was cool. We went outside and he just waked around the yard. He is real good about not walking on the concrete at all so far. I am sure it won't last long and he will be all over the place. When we went back inside I scratched his back on both sides at the same time and he barked at me! It was not a full grown dog bark, but it was not one of those little wimpy puppy barks either. We were both so surprised. We went to bed and he cried all night long again.

By the time we went to bed last night, he was able to find (and sit in front of) both doors to go out side, (not that he does it every time, but he is doing better than any other puppy I have had) walk up and down the stairs, puke in my truck, walk around the block, and super dive off of the couch. He is no longer scared of the hallway down stairs!

CAVE

I don't know how the butt head does it, but he has a way of making me cave when he wants something. Sunday we ate breakfast and decided to go look at puppies. Ronnie wanted a female. I just wanted one that is not going to shead all over the place. As we were on our way there. I tried to discurage him by reminding him how much the pet deposit was, and a kennel, and food, and shots, and getting a puppy fixed.

We get to G.A.I.N. (Guam Animals In Need) and look around. I did not see any thing that jumped at me and said "Take me home, I am so cute." There was this one little guy with a really cut face but he just kinda sat there and did not move. Ronnie came over to look at him and held him for a while. To my suprise he liked him and wanted him.

So, we put in an application then headed to the store to buy supplies. 200 bucks later we were on our way home.

Yesterday, G.A.I.N. called Ronnie and told him that we were approved and that he had to make the appointment get the pup snipped then come to the office to pay the adoption fee. Another 200 bucks later, his second set of shots, deworming, monthly heartworm meds, and flea treatments are ours for the taking once he gets picked up.

Today, Ronnie has to pick him up at 4. We have a puppy!

Free is good

Friday, Ronnie e-mailed me and told me that he had scored us a FREE 6 piece dining room set plus a hutch. This is all he knew about it......I asked. By the end of the day he found out that it was like 10 years old.

We decided that we were going to go grocery shopping Saturday morning about 9 because the guy giving us the table was coming over around noon. One of Ronnie's friends was coming with and he was going to stay and hang out. Ronnie decided he wanted to grill some ribs so that is what we bought. We get home about 1045 or so and Adam had called twice for directions. When Ronnie called him back, they were loading it all up. I put up the food and swept the floor and stuff. The set is GREAT. We both really like it. You can tell it is a 'seasoned' style, but it is perfect. Ronnie loved the color and the hutch is great for pictures and stuff.

Ronnie and Adam proceeded to grill and drink. We ended up eating about 730. Then played Nintendo. Yes, Nintendo...from like 1985. It is not nearly as entertaining as I remember, but we had a good time. This lasted till midnight!

I got up Sunday morning and swept and mopped the floors again but as I was walking towards the dining room, the table caught my eye and I realised....'This is my home. It is not a building I rent and throw my stuff in....it IS home.' It was a nice feeling. I like it.

Believe it or not, we actually sit at the table for supper. A little strange. It is kinda unheard of these days. It is nice. If you don't do it, you should try!

Yet another long time

On the 21st of March, we moved into our house. It is nice. It is too big. I hate cleaning it. It is a 2 story 3 bedroom/2.5 bathroom with a 2 car garage and a BIG kitchen. The selling points were: 1-RONNIE WANTED IT (and apparently nothing else needs to be said), 2-2 car garage.....(4 wheelers), 3-3 BIG kitchen. I like the house. It is big though and I don't think we need this much.

After the packers left and boxes were pretty much everywhere I attempted to washig dishes while Ronnie worked on washing sheets for the bed. The dish washer had run throught 2 cycles and I was drying stuff off. I noticed however, that there was NO HOT WATER in the faucet. We noticed that the dryer was not getting hot either. Suddenly, like a 1/2 ton of bricks.....WE HAVE NO GAS!

We go talk to the real estate agent and he told us that we should have a full tank. So he called the property manager and they told him that we have to pay for it. So frustrated (for the 1st time) me pays 127 dollars for 100 pounds of propaine. They deliver that day! We now have hot water.

Ronnie goes back to work the next day and I am on leave still so I clean and unpack and put things away followed by cleaning, unpacking, and putting things away. So much fun.

We went to this home expo and paid the trash people. They charge 30 bucks a month to come a pick up our trash......whatever....it has to be done. They tell us the tote-a-cart will be dropped off on Monday. Tuesday at lunch roles around and no cart. So I go to thier office. I now find out that trash should be covered in the rent and the property owner has might have already taken care of it. This took 2 trips to the trash office to find out becuase no one seemed to know what was the deal. The cart will be dropped off today or tomorrow. Wednesday about 1 comes around....NO CART. Frustrated (for the second time) me goes back to the office. They give me a refund for the month we paid for becuase the property owner did infact take care of the trash. The cart was dropped off....why did I not get it. So I tell them that I will go and LOOK for this cart and they want me to take it from the house where they dropped it off and bring it to it's correct home. I did not see the cart. So I called them and they found it and brought it over. Should the PROPERTY MANAGER be taking care of all of this?

Ronnie had a phone in the barracks. We transfered the line to the house. We had to change the number. No problem. We were told about 3 days. 5 days later....we called them. There are no phone lines to the HOUSE! They have to 'run' them from the box to the house which we have to pay for. Then they have to come and run the lines though the house because the contractors were lazy cheap bastards that could not spend the 50 dollars on a spool of line that they probably could have done 3 or 4 houses with. They come to run the lines 3 weeks after we move in. The contractors miss labeled the boxes out side for the phone and cable. The phone guys run the phone lines through the house anyway because it is not that big of a deal and the contractors are working on a house like half a block away. The phone guys leave to find the 'box' with the 'switch' to turn on the phone. They tell the contractor to come to the house and fix the box that is labeled wronge. The contractor does not speack or understand english. Him and Ronnie argue for about 20 minutes becuase he is telling us that the phone guys did it wrong. The contractor then CUTS all the lines the phone guys ran through the house. Phone guys come back, get mad, like the frustrated (for the third time) me, re-run the lines, turn on the phone and leave. We now have a phone.

Long Time

I have been bad. No one reads my blog anyway, but I have not posted in over 2 months. So, here is what has been going on: After road trip #2, Ronnie left for Guam so I was stuck in the states for 2 months with out him to drive crazy. It was rough! Fortunately they have good phone plans and we were able to talk every night.

On February 12th or so, it was announced that I had made Junior Sailor of the Year! (I can't believe it either). I then went back to boot camp and Chicago had a -30 (with the wind chill) cold snap. NOT FOR ME! Had a great time there, but TOO cold. We then drove down to Springfield and went to the Abe Lincoln Museum which was actually pretty cool!

All of my stuff got packed. My truck got shipped.

I did go home for 3 days and then flew to Guam.......LONG flight. I did not get through customs and to the base until like 0240. Long day. Now, I have jetlag and it sucks. I have slept a little longer each night but not last night. It was less and I was up this morning at 4 am. Wanted to go back to sleep, tried to go back to sleep, obviously......still awake!

The island however, is wonderful (so far). There is a volcano that has erupted about 200 miles north or so and it has smog covering the island right now but it started to clear up some yesterday.

I went to Navy College Office and I am only 4 classes short of my Assosicates......yeah. I might just get edumicated after all.

Hopefully soon we will be in a house and I can blog like a some what normal person.....once a week or so, but this has been one of my typical brief updates!

Road Trip number 2

To put it short, Ronnie left for Utah on 6 December. He hung out with family and stuff. Then, on the 21st he started his drive to Houston, Tx to pick me up. This took 2 days. I flew out of Seattle on the 22 at like 7 pm and landed in Houston at 6am on the 23. We stayed in Louisiana for Christmas and then drove to Arizona. Stayed there a few days and then drove to Utah. Stayed there a day and then back to Washington.

He flew out of Washington for Guam on the 4th. I miss him already!

Turkey Day

Happy Thanksgiving! I had to work last night so I came home and cooked garlic mashed potatoes! Of course it is still raining here. We have supposed the state 'official record' for most rain and we are now working on the unofficial record. Yeah us!

Not 6, but 5 years old

So, Sunday Ronnie had duty until 4 pm. I decided to go shopping at about 1100. I ran to a sporting goods store and picked up 2 gifts that Ronnie is totally not expecting. Then I went to Wal-Mart and picked up some gift boxes, a few gifts (not for Ronnie), and 3 seasons of Friends. Best buy was the next stop. (I had not yet bought Guitar Hero II because I had not had the chance but was going to.) I got there and asked for the military discount. The chick got really snooty, turned up her nose and said, "We don't have a MILITARY DISCOUNT, who told you we had a military discount?". I told her that the Everett store had one and she informed ME that HER store did not. So I left!

I ended up driving all the way back to Everett (this is 25 miles from my house and 50-60 miles from the Best Buy I was currently at). So I stop at the mall to get Taylor and Alexys a gift and I ended up betting my sisters something and I got a BUNCH of cool free stuff. (Yeah FREE STUFF.) Then to Best Buy. I got the game and drove home with only one and a half hours to wrap Ronnie's stuff before he got home.

So, I got all of his stuff wrapped and started on everything else. He walked in the front door and started grabbing boxes. Now, he apparently does this every year and next year, I am not getting him shit because Christmas is not about what you get or how much you spend. He attempted to tell me what was in every package but two. He only got 2 out of the 6 correct! This really bugs me because that is not how I grew up and it really irritates me that he can not act like an adult and leave well enough alone. (He just got a leather jacket.) All day he whinned and begged for the Guitar. NO was the answer. He eventually stooped so low as to say, "I did not want it for a Christmas present. I wanted it to play. You can either let me have it now or I am going to buy it and you can bring this one back".

I don't even know how to respond to this. My 15 year old sister did not even act like this. Someone wanna help out the newlywed?

0 kids to a 6 year old

Saturday morning I got off of work and made it home about 1100 or so. I got home cleaned up, changed and turned on the PS2 to relax a little and Ronnie started pouting and stuff. So I asked him what was wrong and he said he wanted to go shopping. I did not want to go because it is not yet Thanksgiving and I know how my holiday shopping goes.

We ended up shopping. I planned on going to the outlet mall and then to the Everett Mall. Well, we never left the outlet mall. We got books for us and the nieces (I have nieces now!), then clothes, kitchen items, more clothes, and then Ronnie an early Christmas present....leather jacket.

We went home, cleaned, went to the Everett Mall and then to Best Buy. At Best Buy we walked by the display of Guitar Hero II and watched for a little bit. (Have you seen Blue Collar Comedy Tour? Remember Jeff talking about bringing his kids down the cereal isle?) Ronnie went into a childhood flashback on me! I was truly waiting for him to lay on the floor and start kicking and screaming! The conversation went like this:
Ronnie: I am going to get it.
Me: No, you don't need it.
Ronnie: I am going to get it, I want it, you get it for me or I am going to get it on my way home from work.
Me: No, you don't need it.
Ronnie: Yes I do. I am going to have nothing to do for a month so I want it.
Me: Is this really something that you want to get into a huge fight over? Is it really worth it?
Ronnie: (about the time we are walking out of the store) Nothing to fight about I am going to go home and roll up change when we get home and go buy it.
Me: (After we walked out) I already bought you the damn thing.
Ronnie: Oh (Gets a huge grin, gives me a hug, and opens the door.) I love you.

So, we go to diner and then go home.

Flood

Last Monday I got off of work and received a phone message that had been sent 1 hour earlier stating that the river had flooded and there was no way to get home! I freaked out and called Ronnie who was already on his way home because he had received the same message. After talking to him for a bit I made arrangements for us to stay at a friend's for a few day's. He called me after he tried to access the house failed. Now, Ronnie has an '03 Jeep Liberty Freedom edition with 2 inch spacers and 'bigger tires'. (The typical chick explanation I know!) And the water came up to his 'hood' (or so he says.....I was not here!) He tried to walk but it was like 40 degrees and there was a current so that did not work either.

A good friend of his was sitting by me on our (not so) wonderful contracted transportation and offered for us to stay at his place because it was closer and we had not hung out in a while. So, there we stayed. After supper Ronnie and I went to the store to buy toothbrushes, toothpaste, shampoo, and all the other little things that you need in a situation like this but don't keep an emergency kit of in your car! Ronnie insisted on driving out to the property and 'checking it out' because I 'just had to see it'. (I am from Louisiana, I have seen a flood or 3!)

So, we pull up to the drive way (which 3 hours before was completely underwater) and there were only 3 small spots that still had water on them. So, we drove to the house to do some damage control. The middle spot where water was present was still flowing at a nice pace, but not too bad. While Ronnie loaded up the 4 wheelers I packed us clothes and got all of our toothbrushes/paste, deodorant, (and every thing you need in a situation like this but don't have an emergency kit of in your car), and set it buy the door. The I removed everything I could think of off the floor so that nothing got damaged. Then I began to clean up the broken window that was smashed to get into the house by our roommate (a whole different story). Then we left.

Needless to say the next morning everything was fine. We went home (we all had the next day off to deal with this in case it got really bad) and the water was gone except a few spots in the field (that are still there). We cleaned and put everything back were it belonged and then checked the weather every hour or so because we thought it was going to happen again. We got lucky. It is still raining but no more floods!

It has begun

This past Saturday night we stayed up playing Playstation. About 2 am I feel asleep on the couch. I wake up and see sun light and I look at the clock.....then I look at him and ask him if it is really 6 am. He said, "Yep, and no, I have not moved one inch." (With daylight savings, that is 5 hours!) I get up walk into the bed room then walk back into the living room, look at him and say, "I am real disappointed in you. Not only did you not have the courtesy of waking me to see if I wanted to play, but you did not even try to get me back into bed. I turned around and crawled into bed. (Notice that I did not say (nor was I by any means) that I was mad or upset....just disappointed.) He crawls into bed a few minutes later and goes, "Baby, don't be mad at me". When I asked him why, he said one of the cutest things I have ever heard him say, "Because you LOOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVEEEEEE me". Ah, the softer side of Ronnie. It was really funny but he needs to save stuff like this for much much later I wasn't even mad.

I am going to become one of those mushy people and I don't like it.

In between

So, on with the wedding planning. His sister rocks....she did every thing....it was wonderful. Of course when you want things to be 'JUST PERFECT', everything gets screwed up and nothing goes right. So I just stuck with the simple stuff. She would call me and I would just say that I did not care. Maybe that made things a little harder for her, but I don't think so. Here are the issues we fought:
1. My dress. Could not find one.
2. Bridesmaid's dresses. They were in Louisiana and scared to make a decision on a dress because I am picky and they were scared I would not like it.
3. An officiant.
4. An officiant.
5. My dress. Hemming and dry cleaning (WAY TOO EXPENSIVE).
6. Bridesmaid's. Never got dresses till 3 weeks before the ceremony and they had to be ordered.
7. Marriage license. Why do I have to pay for this? I will be paying for the rest of my life I am getting married HELLO.
8. Cash bar or no cash bar?
9. Photographer. Some of them don't use a flash? Yuck
10. No cash bar
11. Plane tickets and reservations, and directions (Now, I can't take it anymore)
~I forgot invitations at the top ops~
12. My dress. Was not ready on time 3 times. Bad days right here
13. Little stuff until I started to freak out.
14. Airport. My mom was being my mom and my sister being my sister. Let's just say it was a bad day.
15. Night before. Ronnie does exactly what his is not suppose to do (he promised).
16. 2 am. Not a good night. I am freaking out again.
17. Day of 7am. I am freaking out AGAIN. Not because I second guessed or questioned our love for each other but I questioned his ability to keep his word.
18. 1000. The talk with the older sisters. (This leads to (several) talks to Ronnie not from me.)
~rowing best friend tries to talk to me about the night before...did not happen~
19. Hair and nail polish everywhere.
20. Makeup
21. The photographer arrived early and I was not even in my dress.
22. Pictures Pictures Pictures
23. The officiant is late?
24. The officiant forgot about us?
25. I think I whispered my vows.
26. The reception and a million more pictures.
27. Post wedding drama.
28. Driving 4 hours home in separate vehicles sucked.

I got through it and I LOOOOVVVEE him!

Utah and Vegas and Phoenix and Utah

Utah was wonderful. It did however show me exactly how much being in the military and truly away from home made things change. We got to Ogden and went looking for a Sonic because we don't have them in Washington and Ronnie said the HAD a few in Utah.... Well, since the last time he went home......they all closed! Hum.......lucky me. So, we went somewhere else. It was yummy....fry sauce. Good stuff. Now I know why his mom sends it to him for Christmas.

I was standing on the back deck looking around and enjoying the view when I heard a car pull up and someone muttering something like, "Oh my god.....he's here". I opened the back door and told Ronnie to come outside as I heard the pitter patter of sandals running up the drive way. I look over and see this bald head and up the steps comes is guy who proceeds to wrap his arms around me and through tears.....actual tears mutters something like, "Sylvia it is so good to meet you". After what felt like 5 minutes Ronnie comes outside and Derek lets me go and hugs Ronnie for what seemed like another 5 minutes...It was so cute.

The next day (I think) We left for Vegas. Now, I am by no means a gambler nor have I ever had any desire to go to Vegas, but Ronnie on the other hand would be once a month if he could. We were meeting is sisters there in support of what I call 'The Def Leppard Craze'. Ronnie and one of his sisters love them. In fact, she had plans to see 3 concerts within like 8 days. Vegas being the one in the middle. So when we first got there we went to the ticket office to get them tickets. At this time we found out the Nickelback was playing the next night or the night after that. We bought tickets....Yeah. Well, we walked around a lot. Everyone else decided to get tickets the day of (both of his sisters are taken). Well, his older sister and her husband saw them a week prior and said they were AWESOME. They kept talking about these bands Hinder and cheaply. Well, lets just say THEY ROCKED. To our surprise Hoobastank played too. GREAT concert. We are going to Guam for 3 years, what the hell!

Sometime between getting to Vegas and leaving Vegas Ronnie's mom called and told him about something their neighbor said. She (the neighbor) and her husband had come over while we were there and hung out for an hour or so. All I heard was Ronnie saying a series of BAD words and mean things. Come to find out she said something about he does not really love me and we won't make it. WHAT A BIT%$.

Then to Phoenix! We stopped at Hover Dam and it was kinda cool. The view was wonderful but it was a lot smaller than I thought it would be. Here, we got to go see Journey and Def Leppard. GOOD show. Had a great time, but I could not do it 3 times in 8 days! Then we searched for a wedding dress. What a pain in the ass. I went to a shop (like the 20th one between Washington and Arizona) and tried on dresses that I did not think I would like because I was just frustrated and tired. I put one on that was HORRIBLE with a HUGE H. Then I put one on that had to get the zipper redone and like was toooooo big. I smiled.....huge and told Ronnie's sister that I did not even want to try on another. I found the dress. YEAH. Then, the last night we were in Phoenix we went to see Dave Matthews! We are going to Guam for 3 years, right!

On the drive from Arizona to Utah, Ronnie attempted to bring me to the Grand Canyon to propose. He screwed that up, so we stopped at some random rock and he did it there....

The morning after the concert we went back to Utah. Not a whole lot except hanging out with Ronnie's family and friends. We went to Lagoon and had a great time.

Yellowstone

We packed and packed and packed. To save space (?) we brought blankets and left the sleeping bags at home....Ronnie's idea. The camera, snacks and cooler went on the back seat with everything else in the back.

It was great. Me and Ronnie left after work. I got off at 130 and he had to stay till 3 so I tried to get his keys from him so I could change and move the Jeep to the pier so we could just leave. For some reason, he was not having it. Of course it pissed me off because it is a vehicle and he was being a jerk. Anyway I got the keys (to the surprise of many of his co-workers).

I picked up the Jeep, changed, and went to the pier.....and waited...and waited. Once he got off we dropped a friend off at the airport and then DROVE and DROVE and DROVE.

We stopped and we slept.

The next morning we drove some more. We stopped for gas right out side of the North entrance. Once we got in the park....I found out that we had to drive even more!
The first place we stopped had elk just walking around like it was cool! I have never seen anything like it. Then it started raining. We drove around looking at this and looking at that. It was all so nice. You could see where the big fire was that destroyed everything was and all the streams and rivers. We saw several waterfalls and bison out roaming around. We did a little shopping and decided to find a place to camp because it was early afternoon and we wanted to get settled for the evening.

We pulled into a camp site and as Ronnie was getting us registered we saw a bison walking right through the site. He was like 20 feet away from me and so HUGE. It was interesting. So, we set up camp and Ronnie built a fire. We decided to eat supper and then ride around to see if any of the animals were out eating around sunset. As soon as we pulled out of the camp site it started raining....hard! Shopping we went. By the time we got back to the camp it had stopped raining but EVERYTHING was wet outside of the tent. Ronnie managed to build another fire and I went to bed. About 1 am I wake up shivering. I have slightly adjusted to the cold in Washington but we were camping in the mountains by a lake..... Ronnie woke up too! (Wonder how that happened!) He was also cold...(guess we should have brought those sleeping bags). We somehow managed to make it back to sleep for about 4 and a half hours then I had to get up. I tiptoed to the bath room and used the hand dryer to defrost my jeans and sweater! Ronnie forgot that the temperatures in Yellowstone fluctuate GREATLY from day to night year round!

More waterfalls and animals playing in the trees were viewed as we made our way to the west side of the park and then we found Old Faithful who ended up not being quite so faithful!

I decided I wanted to shop and so that is what we did. I looked at Ronnie and had one of my not so bright moments and said, "We can check out and go wait for the 830 show". The guy ringing me up was so kind to inform me that it was already 835. We put our newly purchased items in the infamous Jeep and begin to walk around to the other geysers in the area. At this point I got particularly upset because they were surrounded by pools of water that were normally gorgeous blues, and greens, and yellows, and oranges. On this particular day they were all muddy water brown (or gray if I was lucky)! As we walked around the back side I noticed that the fog was beginning to clear and view was wonderful. I fought with Ronnie at a couple of choice locations to set up the tripod and let me take a picture of us together. Once we were about 500 yards from the viewing deck of Old Faithful I happened to look up and she was erupting. 20 MINUTES EARLY!!!!!!! I threw my hand (with the tripod in it) towards Ronnie and begin to snap pictures. I ALMOST MISSED IT. I didn't and I have some cool pictures, but if you go.....stay and wait.....it is an estimated 92 minutes between shows and it was beautiful.

This ended the stay in Yellowstone. We were off to Utah!

Deployment and Vacation!

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Welcome Home

I just got back from deployment and lucky me, my storage unit was broken into......to tired to talk about it....more to come later.

Ring Ring

At 730 this morning. With my current family situation, I was not sure what to expect, but I new it was not good news. Grandma told Grandpa that she was ready to go and that she wanted to be taken off of the ventilator.
After several phone calls and many many tears, my mom and sisters were on the way to the hospital to say goodbye. I did get to talk to her even though she was unable to speak she tapped the phone to let me know that she could hear me.
After a long day, she is still breathing on her own even though her oxygen concentration in her blood is dropping and she is having a little trouble digesting food.
I will miss her.

The choices we are faced with

My phone rang about 930 this morning. "Grandpa calling" it told me. My brain said, "If something is wrong, they will call back, you are on vacation, sleep more." So I did. Whom ever was calling left a message. 20 minutes later, my Dad text messaged me. So I got up and called him back. He told me something about my grandmother not doing so well in the hospital and I needed to call mom because of something. So I called mom. Then I called grandpa. Grandpa's made it sound like the physician was telling him he needed to make a decision on pulling my Grandmother off of life support or not (TODAY). I freak out, call the hospital, talk to the physician, and realize the misunderstanding. (Which I am not happy about saying was mine. I told mom not to tell me anything important with in the first waking hour or so of my day!) What needed to be discussed was life support measures in the future. http://www.copd-international.com/ is a nasty thing and it will keep you in and out of the hospital for years.
She was in the hospital for 6 weeks then went home for 4 days. I spoke to her while she was home and she sounded better than she had in a few months. Her spirit was very high and she was happy. This is what a COPDer goes through in the end. (Remember that the human body does its own thing and 'THE END' of any illness and it can take from minutes to years.)
After calling the hospital I called my Grandfather back and told him that he and Grandma needed to make a decision on how much longer they wanted to go through this. Long story short, she said she did not want the ventilator anymore.
Thus begain the hunt for the Living Will.

Packing

I have spent the last few days on and off packing. IT BLOWS. I hate it.......did I mention it blows. Yesterday I packed as long as I could stand it and Ronnie and I started playing PS2. Great stress relief. Blowing shit up!
Today, we made 2 trips to the storage unit. All I have left are 3 end tables (that my computer sits on), my bed, a 3 drawer plastic dresser with the 'necessities', my jackets, TV, DVD's (that are all ready boxed but still here for emergencies), and shit to bring to the boat (and where am I going to put it all!?).
Yesterday and this morning I spent most of the day packing in between loading cd's on to my computer to put on my new iPOD (thanks Dad! Love ya). I would get a CD loaded, then pack a few things, change the CD, tape a box, play PS2 for a few minutes until I get annihilated by the bad guy, pack a box, change the CD, eat, change the CD, finnish that box, change the CD, listen to a few songs, tape the box, put the box in the living room, change the CD. Does anyone else notice a trend. No wonder it took so long to pack!

Drive

There is this great little bakery in http://maps.google.com/maps?oi=map&q=Sultan,+WA. They have the most awesome food. Everything is pretty much home made and it is YUMMY. The hand made bread is like 3x the size of the crap you by in the store and it is so soft. I love the blue berry muffins (and so does everyone else, because if you don't get there by 930 or 10 for breakfast, they are GONE!)
Then Ronnie decided to go for a ride. It was cool and if I had a better camera lens, I would have taken some pictures....(Karyn, what should I buy?) But I did see my first deer in Washington. It was pretty cool!

A long time commin'

I got My ESWS! For those of you who do not know what I am talking about, check this out ESWS. Now all I have to do is my Air Warfare.

Sunny D

If you have had the pleasure of being in the Pacific Northwest during the winter, you know that the sun shines from like 4PM to 402PM if you are lucky. This particular day....we were lucky.

The horror....again

I get to move in February. We are leaving for a while and my room mate may not be here when I get back so I am putting MOST of my things in storage....just in case. The last time I did this it sucked so I am a little wiser. I WILL get a rental van and move all the furniture at once instead of trying to throw it in the back of 3 pick up trucks (that sounds like a terrible idea....what was I thinking?) And even if I have to buy dinner, I will not do it alone.

I will leave some things here and still 'make sure' I have a place to come home to if the rommie does not leave, but I don't want him to have to move all of his stuff and mine too!

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X-mas X2

Being in the Military is hard at times but this year it is kinda cool. I will not be with my family for Christmas so we get two this year. (Got 3, but who's counting?!) On December 20th we celebrated Christmas at my grandparents. We had wrapping paper and grins all over the living room as my sisters and mom opened the boxes that had been scattered under the tree.

Hope wanted to erase her wish list from the marker board on the fridge because she knew there was no way she was going to get the trampoline or 'Etnies' shoes she wanted. Just look at her face when she opened the box.

As I wrote in 'Christmas out of the holidays', it is not about the gifts or the money, but look at her face. This is the first time in 4 years I have been home for the holidays and I miss this. They always get stuff from where ever I am, but this is priceless. This is Christmas. Not the gift, but the joy. Even though she did not get the exact colors she wanted, she refused to return them and get the ones she really liked. I guess these grew on her.
Hope and Nicole: Merry Christmas. No matter where I am remember that I love you!

Christmas out of the holidays

What kinda shit is this. My mom told me some crap about our town taking "Merry Christmas" out of the holidays. While I was not able to find anything about this in the local news paper online, something did strike my funny and now I understand it.

I went to the local Wal-Mart (that just opened a few weeks ago) and some young man was talking to the greeter at the door. The conversation was short and went something like this:

Greeter: Merry Christmas.
Man: I am so glad you said that. This is starting to make me sick.
Greeter: I have said Merry Christmas for more years than you could imagine and I refuse to say anything else unless it is of my own free will.

As I was driving down the road talking to my mom a few days later with my younger sister in the back seat, the subject came up. My mom started telling me that someone in town wanted to take the "Marry Christmas" out of the holidays and have it just "Happy Holidays". Then my little sister said, "We won't have Christmas any more?"

How sad is it when we as people take away what is really important. It is not about the X-Box 360's and your spoiled ass rotten child. Christmas is about being with the ones you love and Showing them how much you love them. If you child tells you that you only love them if you get them a personnel DVD player, then you failed as a parent to raise an appreciative member of society. I am up set because I know what I got for X-mas, not because it is or is not what I wanted, but because my boyfriend could not keep it a secret for 2 weeks and told me. And I am not really upset, just a bit disappointed because I will not have the element of surprise.

I go to work every day and serve my country. I do what I am told to do to meet the mission whether I agree with it or not. That is my job. You can't take "Merry Christmas" out of the holidays and if you as AMERICAN's allow this to happen. Shame on you!

A bit different

Check this out......I think it is cool and it is getting cold in Southwest Louisisana. Click on Blankets for the Gulf
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Rita is not done

Everyone knows about the hurricaines that hit Louisisana this year. I went home and the experience was different.
The first thing I wanted to eat was Sonic. They were all closed. Why do you ask if the city is pretty much back up and running? They have no one to work. Everyone in the city is on clean up crews, roofing crews, or collecting unemployment bacause they are too lazy to go back to work.
Burger King will give you 1500 if you sign a 6 month full time contract. McDonalds will give you an extra $250 each week! For the first 2 weeks after the storm, you goind not go into Lake Charles. After that, you could like and leave for about a week or so. The first time clean up crew got hot meals was when someone grilled burgers in a local resturant parking lot. Other than that, they were eating MRE's! Most places close at 9 or so and some do splits so they can be open for lunch and supper.

This is my bestfriend's house

This is the tree that fell on the house

This is where the tree landed

The Nutcracker

On the 14th of December Ronnie and I went to see the Nutcracker. Not much to be said about it except that Ronnie gave me a hard time becuase he was given a hard time about going to the ballet.

Cas

What can be said about Cas? First of all, he is doing REALLY good in Rota.

If you know anything about Cas, out friendship has been extremely bittersweet! (This is being nice!) He has become one of my dearest friends. And causing him more pain is the last thing I have ever wanted to do.

A few weeks ago I had to do something that I did not plan on doing and was truly scared to do with all we had been through and all he has been through, but I figured it was for the best. I told him about Ronnie (Fawson). That was a difficult e-mail to send but the reply was good.

IT WAS HARD......

Work some times gets in the way

We were doing a big training evolution on the ship and I had to go out to a gun mount to get a simulated patient. We got there, did what we had to do and as we were about to leave training ended.

A year or so later I was a Flying Squad training and one of my guys (Reed) on the team told me that one of his friends had been asking about me. Of course I asked who and blah, blah, blah. He told me it was Fawson and I had no clue who he was talking about.

A week or so later I was standing in a passageway on the ship looking for stuff that I needed to fix and Reed walked by. He stopped as usually and we talked for a bit and he brought up Fawson again. So I told him to tell Fawson to stop being a puss and come and talk to me. Then I said something like "If he is cute enough I might even go to the Christmas Party with him." Reed said something about going down to his office and seeing what he was doing and left. I went back to work.

That day or a few after I got an e-mail from Fawson. I am not sure what it said, but apparently they did walk by shortly after Reed left but I 'looked busy' working so they did not stop.

We hung out a bit and chatted on e-mail. When we pulled into San Francisco we hung out the last day we were there and had a good time. As we were walking up one of the 50 hills we concord trying to find China Town, he grabbed my hand (he later told me that I pulled away), and I got the butterflies in my tummy. It was kinda cool and why does this sound like I am still in High School?!

So we get back to Washington and hang out a good bit of out off time. It has been interesting and a lot of fun. The day we actually started dating is a debate and neither one of us know so Dec 1st is!

Fire Department?

While out to sea one of my jobs is to respond on the ship's fire department. While this is more work for me and it does take me away from my normal duties a few times a week, I enjoy it. I get to meet people from other work areas of the command that I would now know other wise and some times get to do things that no one else gets to.

My job there is medical of course, yet I always find other things to get my hands into. I frequently end up carrying supplies for the guys that are actually going into the space to fight the fire or stop the flooding. Sometimes I just block the passage ways and tell people that they have to go around. One cool thing about this is I get to be a bitch about it and somehow I gained the nick name 'Bull Dog'. (This is quite different from 'Monkey', but oh well. Besides, no one calls me that anymore.)

One day we were in the middle of training and my name was called. Due to my primary job I don't get called out much so it was strange. One of the guys standing next to me looked at me and said "Let's go" (his name was called out too). We walked to the other side of where our gear was set up and hung out with the other 6 people who's names were called. After about 5 minutes of waiting around we were told to walk up to the flight deck behind the DCA (don't worry about what it stands for, you won't get it). So we walk up there, (4 flights of stairs in a hurry) and walk to a weapons elevator and get our gear. I had 3 20 pound bags to my self! We carried it to a helo and threw it in. Unfortunately the fun stopped there.

What was planned? A trip to another ship that was out to sea with us. It was set up for us to fly by helo with out gear, go onto the other ship, take a tour, then return to work. How cool would that have been? I have been pretty lucky during my time in the Navy. I was in New Orleans for two years. Only 3 hours from home while I was adjusting to a new life style and celebrating Mardi Gras. Then I went to Okinawa, Japan and met wonderful people (Ed and Steph....I miss you), learned how to SCUBA dive in one of the worlds top 10, and experienced a great culture. Then Washington. Being at sea is hard, but for the first time I felt like I was actually doing what I joined the Navy for when we went to Indonesia. I was making a difference! But this adventure would have been right up there as one of my favorites. As medical you are selected to be on the 'Flying Squad' (fire department), so to be selected as one of six out of 50 in that group it was cool.

INSURVE

INSURVE, or my headache, is an inspection that all Naval ships go through every 5 years to insure the military and you, the tax payers, get your monies worth. It like all Naval inspections looks at things that you would never imagine. For instance, each and every electrical outlet has to be stenciled "115V AC" (or what ever is appropriate).
My job currently is to go through and find all the improvements we need to do for insurve (like paint on a valve) or work requests for when we pull in for maintence so we can get big jobs done (like replacing the tile in the passage way that 5 thousand people walk on everyday). It has been interesting doing this, but I must admit, that I like taking care of people more that I like to walk around and look for misplaced paint.
I have however been on a few projects that were kinda fun. I had to 'lag' or insulate some pipes. The 'glue' for this is pink. HOT pink......I still hate pink. It was kinda fun though because it was almost like playing with paper meche'. You have to cut the lagging to fit around the insulation that fits around the pipes. Then you have to 'glue' it on. The second to last thing is to cover up the seams. Once this dries you have to paint it........Could I have just used the paint in the first place.

Friend VS Acquaintance

Who is Jess?

Jesse Welsh is an old dear friend of mine that I meet 20 years ago when we moved in to the projects behind the Coke-A-Cola Plant on HWY 14 in like '85! We stayed real good "friends" even after he moved.....we were like 7! I use to go stay the night at his house for like the whole weekend! It was cool.
I remember one night we had a bad storm or a transformer blew or something. Anyway, I woke up in the middle of the night and Tammi was up. I don't remember the details because it a long time ago and a lot has happened in life over 17 years, but I still remember the dream that I had.
It was as simple as I moved in with them and became part of the family.
Over time I had become part of the family and I still talk to Nana (Tammi's mom). A few years ago when I came back from Japan (I think), I went to see Nana and we called Jess. I found out that he was getting married and all that good shit.
Well, he e-mailed me not too long ago and gave me his blog site and phone number. I called him last night and we talked for an hour! He is doing well!
So, this got me thinking about friends! Webster defines 'friend' as:
1 a : one attached to another by affection or esteem
b : ACQUAINTANCE
2 a : one that is not hostile
b : one that is of the same nation, party, or group
3 : one that favors or promotes something (as a charity)
4 : a favored companion
5 capitalized : a member of a Christian sect that stresses Inner Light, rejects sacraments and an ordained ministry, and opposes war -- called also Quaker
and an acquaintance as:
1 a : the state of being acquainted
b : personal knowledge : FAMILIARITY
2 a : the persons with whom one is acquainted
b : a person whom one knows but who is not a particularly close friend
To me this is interesting because I have always thought of the 2 as a differentiation between people I share parts of my life with and people I tolerate (plus the 89% of people that I just don't like).A best friend is some one you can talk to once every 3 years, months or weeks and feel like nothing has changed. I have one of these and we are more along the once every 6 months time line. I know she will be there for me no matter what happens and she knows I will drop the world for her if she needs me too (we have both done it). Then I have less than 5 true life friends that I have known pre-navy that I talk to off and on. Now, just standard friends maybe 10! Everyone else acquaintance!

I stole this from Jess

TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey
Name:	Sylvia
Birthday:	10-10-80
Birthplace:	Lake Charles, La
Current Location:	Everett, Wa
Eye Color:	Brown
Hair Color:	Brown
Height:	5 foot even
Right Handed or Left Handed:	Right
Your Heritage:	a little bit of everything
The Shoes You Wore Today:	None.....stayed in my PJ's and it was great
Your Weakness:	Big smile
Your Fears:	Dying a slow death
Your Perfect Pizza:	Hawaiian
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year:	Get my ESWS (it's a Navy thing)
Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger:	lol
Thoughts First Waking Up:	Shit.....I am going to be late for work
Your Best Physical Feature:	my kanji
Your Bedtime:	11ish
Your Most Missed Memory:	saturday morning cartoons
Pepsi or Coke:	Gross....Dr Pepper
MacDonalds or Burger King:	BK for breakfast.....Mac D's any other time
Single or Group Dates:	Single
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea:	Yuck
Chocolate or Vanilla:	Chocolate
Cappuccino or Coffee:	Hot coco
Do you Smoke:	Unfortunatly
Do you Swear:	Yes
Do you Sing:	In the shower
Do you Shower Daily:	Sometimes more
Have you Been in Love:	Yes (CAW)
Do you want to go to College:	Not today
Do you want to get Married:	Someday
Do you belive in yourself:	Everyday
Do you get Motion Sickness:	Hello....I am a sailor!
Do you think you are Attractive:	Hell yeah
Are you a Health Freak:	Fuck no
Do you get along with your Parents:	50/50
Do you like Thunderstorms:	Sometimes
Do you play an Instrument:	No
In the past month have you Drank Alcohol:	2 times
In the past month have you Smoked:	Everyday
In the past month have you been on Drugs:	Not in over 6 years
In the past month have you gone on a Date:	No
In the past month have you gone to a Mall:	Last night
In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos:	No
In the past month have you eaten Sushi:	No
In the past month have you been on Stage:	No
In the past month have you been Dumped:	No, but dumped someone (STS)
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping:	No
In the past month have you Stolen Anything:	No
Ever been Drunk:	Yeah
Ever been called a Tease:	Yeah
Ever been Beaten up:	No
Ever Shoplifted:	Yeah
How do you want to Die:	Fast
What do you want to be when you Grow Up:	Not sure
What country would you most like to Visit:	Rota, Spain
In a Boy/Girl..
Favourite Eye Color:	Hazel
Favourite Hair Color:	Sandy blonde
Short or Long Hair:	med
Height:	6 foot +
Weight:	160
Best Clothing Style:	Not carharts
Number of Drugs I have taken:	1
Number of CDs I own:	50+
Number of Piercings:	3
Number of Tattoos:	2
Number of things in my Past I Regret:	ZERO
CREATE YOUR OWN! - or - GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!

Just for jess

This is for you!

The good the bad and the ugly

I had the unfortunate experience of having a cyst. Needless to say, it was painfully removed (yes I am a weenie and have 0 pain tolerance). (This is the bad and the ugly.) I spent my entire birthday weekend hobbling around in pain and getting laughed at!
Yesterday, I painfully drove the 25 miles to Seattle and dropped off my digital camera to get fixed. Today I found out that it was an LCD problem and would only cost me $32 to send off and get fixed. YEAH. It takes 4-6 weeks. BOO.

http://www.venganza.org/

Huh, this is too funny. Where do people come up with this shit. What is worse, that someone came up with it, or that I read it and then e-mailed a link to my friends because I thought it was so damn funny?

Fruit

Have you ever gotten into it with a friend....over something stupid? Well, when I get sick, one of two things happens: 1. I get really touchy feely with 'Mr Right Now' or 2. I am a total bitch to everyone I come in contact with. I have recently been sick. I took the path on #2 and warned everyone....."Don't fuck with me I don't feel good."
Well, this past Sunday, I went and met some friends at a local restaurant. They had been drinking and watching football. When I got there, I reminded Robert that I did not want to be fucked with. What does he do? You got it, started giving me shit. What really sucks is that I had already placed my order for a burger and fries. I threw the menu at him, told him to cancel my order and left.
Today he came over for supper and we have talked a bit over the last few days. We had to go to the store because I knew what I wanted for supper, I just did not know that I was missing the main ingredient (that we could not find!) I ended up improvising and we ended up getting a pineapple.
If you are like me and don't often splurge on fresh fruit, you should change your ways. No sooner than he cut the top off, the smell of sweet pineapple filled the air. It tasted even better than it smelled. With that, we are now back to normal.....bitching at each other like nothing ever happened.

OH MY.....DUH!

So, I get this e-mail last night "blah.....blah.....I just can't help myself from going to improper or porn sites even at work. I don't know why, but I just have to click on them" WOW......I personally am not a huge fan of porn, but if that is what you are into, so be it. There is a time for work and a time for play. Sometimes....there is a time for work and play......HELLO....THIS IS NOT ONE OF THEM!
I am very picky about money and the thing that brings me money, my job. So I am very picky about what I do there and do virtually nothing that will jeopardize my cash intake. This is crazy.
I also have to evaluate a friendship. This may seem harsh, but like your parent's said "You are the company that you keep." To me, it would be different if an e-mail had been opened and you go "Oh shit"....and close it. This makes me wonder about this person's moral and ethical character. 1-Porn at work.....no! 2-who is doing this person's work while they are looking at porn.....someone has to be! 3-no self control.....not a good thing!
I just find this funny, because this came up in general conversations before and nothing was said. Now, all this sudden, it is a big deal.....So really, I have also been lied to. Those of you who know me know that I would rather you tell me that I am a waste of a human brain and hurt my feelings than lie to me about what color socks you have on........

As usual, I forgot

I was thinking the other day that I wanted to make a few entries, partialy because Karen has a blog that she uses like daily and I thought it was cool, so I started one and never make entries. I thought it would be a good release of frustration or a great way to share happiness, but I never get a chance to write in it.
Then, I am scared to say anything because apparently these lil online diaries can get you into a world of shit and we all know how the military is!

Katrina and Rita

It has been a long time......haze gray and underway sucks! (not really that bad, you just miss a ton of stuff that we take for granted everyday) My family from New Orleans is okay! A few shingles here and there, but nothing major. My family in Lake Charles is okay. Unfortunately, my bestfriend's mom lost her trailer.....3 trees in one home. I cannot imagine. They are all safe and sound and that is what is important.