Couldn't sleep. Shouldn't have had a cup of coffee after dinner. Oh well, good reason to go for a run! I did 1.83 miles in 14 minutes. :) Feeling accomplished.
Wednesday, October 02, 2013
Monday, September 30, 2013
Must work out!
I need to get my butt into gear and get physically fit before I head off to boot camp!
Also, my mind is full of ideas of things to make, notes to write, little gifts, etc to have Jimmy give the kids while I'm gone. Like one shoe box will be filled with little surprises for when Audrey or Jacob had a bad day, or really misses me a whole lot. And there will be little notes with smiley faces and encouraging words, little candies, etc.
Plus, I'll write them each letters every day in boot camp.
I will miss them like crazy.
Also, my mind is full of ideas of things to make, notes to write, little gifts, etc to have Jimmy give the kids while I'm gone. Like one shoe box will be filled with little surprises for when Audrey or Jacob had a bad day, or really misses me a whole lot. And there will be little notes with smiley faces and encouraging words, little candies, etc.
Plus, I'll write them each letters every day in boot camp.
I will miss them like crazy.
Civilian wives miss their husbands, too.
You know why? Because they're so busy all the time!
The weekend just ended, which means I just got done working two doubles at the restaurant. I'm exhausted. Slept as late as possible this morning, and am now nursing this cup of coffee.
Jimmy left at some rediculously early time to go get some extra studying done before his classes today. He kissed me goodbye and we discussed trying to get a sitter on Thursday so that we can have a long overdue date, and actually see one another for more than an hour at a time.
The majority of the weeks are spent passing off the keys to each other, just kissing each other goodbye or goodnight.
The time apart to time together ratio is probably pretty similar to how we spent our lives in the Navy, it's just more broken up.
And we have less money.
These seem to be more reasons indicating that joining the Navy myself might be the right decision. Better quality of life. A house, even. A second car. Awesome vacations and fun family trips when I'm home.
Waiting tables isn't great, and I certainly don't want to do it forever.
The weekend just ended, which means I just got done working two doubles at the restaurant. I'm exhausted. Slept as late as possible this morning, and am now nursing this cup of coffee.
Jimmy left at some rediculously early time to go get some extra studying done before his classes today. He kissed me goodbye and we discussed trying to get a sitter on Thursday so that we can have a long overdue date, and actually see one another for more than an hour at a time.
The majority of the weeks are spent passing off the keys to each other, just kissing each other goodbye or goodnight.
The time apart to time together ratio is probably pretty similar to how we spent our lives in the Navy, it's just more broken up.
And we have less money.
These seem to be more reasons indicating that joining the Navy myself might be the right decision. Better quality of life. A house, even. A second car. Awesome vacations and fun family trips when I'm home.
Waiting tables isn't great, and I certainly don't want to do it forever.
Monday, September 23, 2013
Navy Blogging
So, I'm obviously terrible about blogging regularly, but I've been feeling the need to lately. And here's why. Not everyone knows, but I've decided I'd like to join the Navy in about six months.
So, here's my first Navy-themed blog.
It's morning. But instead of making coffee, I'm dressed and ready to go on walk with the kids to Target to buy a few things. No coffee, because guess what? You can't have any in boot camp. Of course, I don't have to quit yet, but I just don't really like feeling so dependent on it every day anyway.
And besides, let's be real, I'll probably buy a Dr. Pepper at Target.
Ha ha.
That's all.
Sincerely yours, a sassy soon-to-be sailor
So, here's my first Navy-themed blog.
It's morning. But instead of making coffee, I'm dressed and ready to go on walk with the kids to Target to buy a few things. No coffee, because guess what? You can't have any in boot camp. Of course, I don't have to quit yet, but I just don't really like feeling so dependent on it every day anyway.
And besides, let's be real, I'll probably buy a Dr. Pepper at Target.
Ha ha.
That's all.
Sincerely yours, a sassy soon-to-be sailor
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Why This Woman Loves Her Man
Deployment #2. January 10, 2013. Audrey is 4. Jacob is 22 months. We have less than two weeks left before Jimmy is done in the Navy. Another two weeks or so and we're moving home, to Texas, to live in Austin again.
While emailing back and forth I told him I loved him. He replied with 'Why?'. and this was my response.
Because you said in an email "Tomorrow makes two weeks until I get to come home. I like all the ways time can be measured, but what I like most is that when it's done, I get to be with you."
Because you're sexy and smart and honest. Because you make me laugh. Because you call me. Because you work really hard, for us. Because you're a fantastic kisser and make my knees turn into jelly, and my toes curl. Because you're romantic and sweet. I love you because you love me. I love you because you're the better part of me. I love you because you make me a better person and you make me happy.
The reason that is on my mind most lately is the kissing... I hope I don't lose my mind before he gets home, because I just might. Sometimes the days drag on and one can feel like a week. Before I know it we'll be looking back at this time in our lives, remembering fondly the homecoming, the smiles, the kisses, him hugging the kids, laughing with them, holding my hand again... feeling whole again. I know we're going to be so happy in our life together. I can feel it inside me, I can feel it for certain.
I'm the luckiest woman in the world, and so extremely happy. I love James Allen Tedder and can't wait to see what the next chapter of our life includes.
-Mrs. Victoria Nicole Tedder
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